Butterfly's crying pear blossom brought rain, biting her lip to prevent herself from crying, and looked at Ying Fan stubbornly, as if to say, why don't you protect yourself, why do you want to hurt yourself?

Although Ying Fan wanted to pull this stubborn girl into his arms, he could only think about it because of the wound on his chest.

"Don't cry, you see that your nose is red from crying, and it's getting ugly!" Ying Fan stood silently crying little girl, and the softness in her heart was touched.

"If you become ugly, you will become ugly!" the little girl wrinkled her nose, with a crying voice, staring at Ying Fan, and her little face was puffed up.

"Don't cry, be good!" Ying Fan patiently coaxed the little girl.

"Woo~" The little girl finally cried, "Do you know how worried I am......? You're all asleep...... I've been asleep for seven days!" the little girl sobbed, and said intermittently, tears pouring out as if she didn't want money.

"Death is death!" Ying Fan said secretly, endured the severe pain and got up directly, hugged the little girl with pear blossoms and rain into his arms, and gently patted the little girl.

"Woo~" The little girl cried vigorously, motionless, and her tears soon wet Ying Fan's clothes.

Ying Fan looked at the little girl with gentle eyes, he didn't say anything, just quietly hugged the little girl.

After a long time, the little girl raised her head from Ying Fan's arms, Qiong's nose was red, her eyes were as smart as a fawn, her eyes were teary, and her two little hands were tightly grasping Ying Fan's clothes, as if she was afraid that he would be unconscious again.

The little girl let go of Ying Fan's clothes, gently held Ying Fan's right hand with both hands, opened her small mouth, revealing a pair of little tiger teeth, and bit Ying Fan fiercely, snorting from time to time, like a little kitten.

Ying Fan endured the pain, looked at the little girl dotingly, stretched out his left hand, touched the little girl's hair, and comforted the little girl silently.

After a long time, the little girl stopped crying, let go of her small mouth, and looked at Ying Fan's right hand, a pair of tooth marks were clearly visible, and blood oozed out.

Tears swirled in the little girl's eyes again, and the little hand stroked Ying Fan's right hand distressedly, raised his little face, and asked timidly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Ying Fan shook his head.

"You liar, there's blood!" the little girl looked at Ying Fan angrily, "Don't you scream when it hurts?"

"It really doesn't hurt!" Ying Fan smiled bitterly and looked at the little girl who was a little unreasonable.

"Ah!" the little girl exclaimed, "How did I forget, the royal doctor said that when you wake up, let me inform him!" The little girl patted her little head and said with some annoyance.

Wow!

I didn't care about being angry with Ying Fan anymore, the little girl wiped away her tears, opened her calves, and ran out of the East Palace quickly, leaving Ying Fan who was dumb and smiling.

"Little Derpy Melon!" Ying Fan looked at the direction of the little girl's departure dotingly, and looked down, blood spilled from his chest again, staining all the plain white clothes red.

Ying Fan felt a sharp pain again, but he was also secretly glad that if it weren't for the violent spiritual power, he would probably have been cold.

Now it's just a serious injury, and the serious injury can be recovered, if it cools down directly, what else can be cured.

It's just that where did the violent spiritual power come from at the last moment? Ying Fan was also a little curious, and his consciousness dived into the spiritual sea, still in the same situation as he saw it last time.

A round of golden sun, a bright moon, an ancient scroll, nothing to do, each guarding the same place.

The little black dog was still curled up in the spiritual seaside area, the little white cat licked its paws, tilted its head to look at Ying Fan, and the seven-colored birds circled in the air, making a chirping sound.

The Immortal Flying Sword was still in the central area of the Spirit Sea, and the sword intent swirled around it, but it was not as powerful as when he first saw it.

Looking at the situation, the violent aura should have come from this flying sword, Ying Fan guessed like this, so he didn't think about it anymore, his eyes turned and looked at the three cute pets.

A person, a dog, a cat, and a bird all looked at each other blankly, and the spiritual sea was silent.

"Wangwang!" the black dog suddenly barked at Ying Fan twice, but Ying Fan didn't understand, so he could only look at Ying Fan blankly.

What Ying Fan didn't expect was that the dog actually looked at Ying Fan with disdain, as if he was disgusted with Ying Fan's low IQ.

Yes, that's right, it's contempt, Ying Fan looked at the black dog, and once again confirmed what he was thinking, his heart was full of fire, you have always dared to despise me!

"Woohoo!"

Ying Fan did something shocking, only to see that he also barked, and then he was despised by cats, dogs, and birds.

The dog rolled his eyes, turned around, and turned his ass towards Ying Fan, as if he was afraid that Ying Fan would lower his IQ.

The cat was not licking its paws, its two paws were holding its head, shrunk into a ball of white fur, and it no longer looked at Ying Fan.

This comes from silent contempt.

Ying Fan clenched his fists, tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and kept telling himself, "It's just a dog, it's just a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog......"

Finally, he calmed down, looked at his spiritual sea, and couldn't figure it out. Why did his three souls and seven spirits directly awaken into spiritual objects, according to his understanding, the so-called awakening only opened up the connection between the three souls and seven spirits of the monks, and after a period of cultivation, he could cultivate the spiritual objects corresponding to each soul according to his own talent characteristics and exercises.

He looked at his spirit object suspiciously, but he didn't know whether it was good or bad, and he walked in the direction of the dog.

After only three steps, he stopped, Jun's face flushed, and a tremendous force pressed against him, preventing him from moving forward, and with each step he took, it was as if he were carrying a mountain on his back.

He reluctantly took another step.

Airplanes!

His head buzzed as if it had been hammered, his head was dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, he stumbled, and he almost fell to the ground.

He shook his head, keeping the last trace of sobriety, and the black dog turned his head again, raised his head, and squinted at Ying Fan, which happened to be four or five degrees oblique.

"I***" Ying Fan burst into a foul mouth, endured dizziness, and directly withdrew from the sea of consciousness.

At this moment, the little girl came to his window with the royal doctor.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, how are you feeling now?" Imperial Physician Wang bowed and asked respectfully.

"It hurts, but it's not in the way, but the wound may be cracked. "It was inconvenient for Ying Fan to return the gift, so he could only make a gesture.

"What about the wound?" Wang Yu glanced at Ying Fan strangely.

"Ahem! for the old disrespect!" Ying Fan sneered, knowing what the royal doctor's eyes meant.

But the little girl was still ignorant, looking at Ying Fan worriedly, for fear that something would happen.

"Your Highness, please stretch out your hand, and the old minister will check the pulse for His Highness to see if the toxins in your body have been emptied!"

"Toxin?" Ying Fan muttered, did not hesitate at the moment, and stretched out his hand.

Imperial Doctor Wang put his fingers on Ying Fan's wrist, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes turned rapidly, and a soft spiritual power flowed along his wrist and flowed around Ying Fan's body.

After a long time, Imperial Doctor Wang put his hand down and motioned for Ying Fan to take his hand back.

"Your Highness, although the toxins in your body have been emptied, due to the influence of the toxins, the healing speed of your wounds has also decreased a lot. Therefore, you must not do strenuous exercise during this time, and do not let the wound get wet. Imperial Doctor Wang said with a smile, and gave Ying Fan a vague look, pay attention, there are some things that must be endured these days.

Ying Fan rolled his eyes, "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"

"The other ministers don't have anything to say, this is the medullary jade pill that the old minister refined last night, which is extremely helpful for wound healing. As he spoke, Imperial Physician Wang took out a jade bottle from his bosom and handed it to Die'er.

"Your Highness, remember, don't do strenuous exercise! The old minister retires!" the royal physician said another word of advice before turning and leaving.

"Am I in such a hurry?" Ying Fan despised Imperial Doctor Wang fiercely in his heart.

"Your Highness, I'll change your clothes, your clothes are already soaked in blood!" Die'er said with her little head lowered and some guilt.

If she hadn't messed around, His Highness's wounds wouldn't have opened again, and she was to blame for not taking care of His Highness, she secretly blamed herself in her heart.

"The emperor has arrived!"

"Concubine Xian Niangniang has arrived!"

The little eunuch outside the house screamed and screamed.