Jiao Mengmeng is in trouble!

She injured Fu Zixuan and made him bleed!

"General!"

When Jiao Mengmeng's big knife slashed through Fu Zixuan's arm and splashed blood, Leng Qingyun immediately rushed over.

With a "bang", the knife in Jiao Mengmeng's hand fell to the ground and froze in place.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yangyang's group of people all rushed over and surrounded Fu Zixuan. Jiao Mengmeng tried her best to jump, but she didn't see Fu Zixuan's figure.

So she had to squat aside, pouting like a child who had done something wrong, and there was an indescribable grievance in her heart.

"I'm fine." Fu Zixuan covered his arm and said coldly. Seeing Jiao Mengmeng squatting over there through the dense crowd, she looked depressed.

Fu Zixuan walked over to Jiao Mengmeng's side and looked at her condescendingly, his tone was still cold. "Bandage me!"

Jiao Mengmeng suddenly raised her eyes, and saw Fu Zixuan standing in front of him safely and soundly, the guilt in her heart disappeared a little, and then she nodded quickly.

"Okay."

Jiao Mengmeng's anger is gone, and she is now thinking about Fu Zixuan.

In the Prince's Mansion, Fu Zihao was playing against himself, Fu Hongyu rushed in in a hurry, "Big brother is not good, Nan Qing is dead!" ”

Nan Qing is the target of Jiao Mengmeng's assassination but later failed.

Fu Zihao's hand was stunned, there was a trace of strangeness on his face, and it was fleeting, and he fell into a son, and Baizi had no way to retreat. Only then did he raise his eyes to look at Fu Hongyu, "How did you die?" ”

"Yes...... He died of a flower disease. ”

Speaking of the cause of death, Fu Hongyu blushed. But those eyes reflected a full of shame.

Fu Zihao let out a thoughtful sigh and asked again, "What is the movement over there from Fu Zixuan?" ”

"Nope." Fu Hongyu thought about it again and again, and felt that there was nothing to report. But he remembered one more thing, so he spoke, "He went to Wanhualou two days ago. ”

Nan Qing is notoriously lustful, and it is his fate to die at the hands of women. But he died just after Fu Zixuan left, which is too much of a coincidence.

"I see." Fu Zihao said, cleared the chessboard and put it back on, "How is Jiao Mengmeng, how is she?" ”

Fu Hongyu couldn't figure out why Fu Zihao was so concerned about Jiao Mengmeng, but he still spoke truthfully. "It's good to see her today." Then he took the dim sum that Fu Zihao put on the table, one bite at a time, "It's delicious." ”

Fu Zihao made him a cup of tea, "Don't choke." "There are a few pieces on the chessboard, and there is no order." Is there anything big going on at the General's Mansion? ”

Fu Hongyu took a sip of tea to wash away the remaining pastry residue in his throat, and said with great interest, "I just heard the news on the way back today, Fu Zixuan is injured. ”

"Oh?" Fu Zihao was slightly stunned, this was more shocking than Nan Qing's death. "What's going on?"

"I don't know, but I heard that he was stabbed, do you know who he stabbed?"

"Who is it?"

"Jiao Mengmeng."

There has never been anything major in the General's Mansion, and now that Fu Zixuan is injured, the General's Mansion has begun to be chaotic.

The kitchen was busy making soup for Fu Zixuan, and the rest of the people wanted to inquire about the situation and be courteous, otherwise Fu Zixuan would be unhappy, and they would definitely be unlucky.

But they couldn't enter Fu Zixuan's courtyard, and Fu Zixuan closed the door and didn't let anyone in.

"Fu Zixuan, I'm not very good at bandaging, if you feel pain, just shout, I will try not to touch your wounds."

Jiao Mengmeng took the gauze and chattered endlessly, and she didn't do anything after she finished speaking.

Fu Zixuan coughed a few times, and his face became more and more ugly. To avoid getting angry, he decided to wait for her to get it done.

"Clean the wound with water first, then apply medicine and finally bandage it."

Fu Zixuan said this sentence expressionlessly, with a look of disdain. As a youkai, what exactly does she order?

"Oh." Jiao Meng was surprised, and then tore Fu Zixuan's sleeve to clean his wounds.

"Hiss-" Fu Zixuan gasped, he didn't feel pain, but after Jiao Mengmeng's touch, it was so bone-eaten. Then his face became even more ugly.

"Can't you just tap? If you keep going like this, I'll ruin your arm! ”

Jiao Mengmeng pouted, "Got it." ”

Jiao Mengmeng tried to make her movements very light, but it always backfired. There should have been a small injury, but Jiao Mengmeng just got a basin of blood out.

Fu Zixuan's lips turned white, and he was weak when he spoke.

"You go buy hemostatic medicine."

If Jiao Mengmeng was murdering him, Fu Zixuan didn't doubt it at all.

Fu Zixuan's injury was not hidden, and it spread in an instant. The entire capital was talking about Fu Zixuan's injury.

But to Jiao Mengmeng's surprise, each of them was talking with a kind of excitement, and none of them showed sadness. It seems that Fu Zixuan's injury is such a thing that the whole world celebrates.

Jiao Mengmeng had investigated Fu Zixuan's personality before going down the mountain, and she had long known that Fu Zixuan was not very good. After a few months of contact, he really didn't do well. But now seeing so many people talking about him and gloating, Jiao Mengmeng felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Fu Zixuan is the prince and their general, he protects his family and the country and protects them with his own strength, but why can't he get a gratitude? Is it just because he is cold and not expressive?

Jiao Mengmeng quarreled with them, and no one will let anyone say a word from you. Jiao Mengmeng just couldn't get used to what they said about Fu Zixuan's face, so she turned into a shrew and shouted at them in a blink of an eye.

Soon, they were fighting. In the end, it ended with Jiao Mengmeng winning.

When she returned to the General's Mansion, Jiao Mengmeng not only bought medicine, but also bought a big rooster by the way. Originally, the chicken seller didn't give it to her at the beginning, but Jiao Mengmeng directly grabbed it.

The chicken seller had no choice but to sell it to Jiao Mengmeng

Jiao Mengmeng wanted to make up for Fu Zixuan, but who would have thought that Fu Zixuan would have fallen asleep when she went back.

Leng Qingyun told her that Fu Zixuan was in very bad health today and kept coughing.

Jiao Mengmeng felt even more guilty. She couldn't turn back time to prevent the mistake from happening, so she could only stay by Fu Zixuan's side all night and light a fire for him all night.