"It's better, but I'd like to go back first. Rong Yue rubbed her forehead, his flute sound was too strong just now, and she still felt dizzy, as if the weird flute sound was still lingering in her ears.

"I'll send you back."

Rong Yue rubbed her forehead, wanting to alleviate the impact of Zhao Lansheng's flute sound on her.

The corners of Zhao Lansheng's mouth were sweet, it seemed that there was something sticky that filled his mouth, almost squirting out, he glanced at Rong Yue, swallowed all the blood in his mouth, and led her out of the paddock, at this time, the judges before leaving were stunned, "Zhao Shizi ......"

"Miss Rong San and Prince Toru are both injured, so stop the game immediately."

"But ......" This riding and archery conference is a big day every three years, and who dares to stop it at will without permission?

Zhao Lansheng's gaze turned to judge, and his deep phoenix eyes reflected a smile as plain as water, "You want to tell me that Prince Che's injury doesn't have to worry about it?" Are you responsible if something happens to him? ”

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly bloody, and his handsome face was not cold, but the judge felt that his eyes were faintly fierce, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he responded: "Yes." ”

Nalanhe took Xuanyuan Che to the palace in a carriage, and immediately rushed to the Tai Hospital, shouting, "Hurry up and find someone to come over!" ”

Damn, this guy is so badly injured, Xuanyuan Che will frown wherever he touches, these imperial doctors all said that they were helpless when they saw it, the wound was too serious, Nalanhe was so angry that he grabbed the collar of an imperial doctor and scolded: "All are quacks!" Call your lords to this prince! ”

After a while, Hua Ruofeng came to heal Xuanyuan Che's injuries, and Naranhe stared at the side.

"Hurry up! You're so grinding! ”

"I haven't grown in martial arts, but my voice is quite loud."

"Scold me?!"

"I'm not named."

Naranhe: "......"

Hua Ruofeng sighed lightly again, "I've been so busy lately, this injury and that injury, every time it's my main knife, and I have to smell your blood, it's really not life." ”

"You're a doctor, what's wrong with helping people see the injury? Besides, it's not like you don't know martial arts, and you feel like you're going to die or live when you see some blood! ”

As soon as Naranhe's words fell, there was a hard thing in his hand, and he immediately screamed in fright, "Damn! Where do the teeth come from?! ”

Xuanyuan Che pointed to his shoulder, "Plug me here." ”

“……”

Hua Ruofeng glanced at it, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, "It's useless anyway, I'll give it to you." ”

“……”

I'll go! How could anyone give a wolf's tooth as a gift?!

It's still the blood-stained kind!

Naranhe almost fainted, "Don't! He stretched out his hand and threw it into the air at will, but who knew that the flick directly hit Xuanyuan Che's head!

Xuanyuan Che: "......"

on purpose?!

"Are you and Zhao Lansheng trying to kill Prince Ben?! Today, just listening to the sound of the flute has a headache, and you smash the head of the prince again! Deliberately, right?! ”

"If you make any more noise, I can let you sleep quietly." Hua Ruofeng looked at him with a cold smile.

Xuanyuan Che was furious when he saw it, and decided not to say anything more.

After helping Xuanyuan Che heal his injuries and prescribing medicine for him, Hua Ruofeng went to Yunqing Building. It was Luo Qianyun who took him to the secret room, and at this time Zhao Lansheng was lying on the mahogany bed with his eyes closed, his face was as pale as paper, and he had lost his usual spirit.

"He's here." He glanced at Duanmu Yan, "You are so kind to see a doctor for him?" ”

"It's An'er who asked me to help him." Duanmu Yan's cold eyes had no temperature at all, he took a few silver needles and thrust them into Zhao Lansheng's head one by one, causing him to snort, "Hmm......"

Seeing this, Hua Ruofeng grabbed Duanmu Yan's collar violently, "What are you doing?!" ”

Duanmu Yan sneered, "Isn't he your rival?" Are you in such a hurry? ”