Jing Ge was only eight years old at the time, but Murong Li was already eleven years old, and his cultivation had already entered the Qi refining period.

Jing Ge, who is still an ordinary person, can't beat Murong Li at all, but Murong Li still forced Jing Ge to agree to a duel with her, at the cost of the sword that his grandfather gave Jing Ge.

It was the one that Murong Li was holding in his hand now.

Although it is not a peerless sword, it is the first sword she received, or it was given by her grandfather who loves her the most, so Jing Ge is very precious to this sword, except for sleeping time, the sword is almost always on her side.

After losing the sword, Jing Ge was sad for a long time.

Recalling those memories, Jing Ge can still feel the sadness and discomfort of the original body.

Such a sword would rather be destroyed than remain in the hands of such people.

As soon as such a thought came out, Jing Ge directly pinched off the tip of the sword in his hand.

Broken sword with bare hands.

Murong Li's face turned pale with fright.

"You, are you threatening this princess? You are so bold! This princess is the eleventh princess of Xuanyue Kingdom, and you are threatening the national prestige of Xuanyue Kingdom. ”

When the guards heard this, they drew their swords one after another.

"This is Bai Ye's mansion, without my permission, who would dare to let a drop of blood get stained here?" Bai Ye walked towards Jing Ge step by step, stood beside Jing Ge, and looked at Murong Li, who was so angry that his face turned pale: "Eleventh princess, if you continue to mess around, Bai doesn't mind handing over the book to the emperor late at night." ”

The cold aura around Bai Ye's body was released, and the temperature around him dropped sharply.

Such a white night makes people feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

The most important thing is that her father has said many times that she should not easily provoke the national teacher, if Bai Ye really plays the book, her father may really ground her.

Although Murong Li was unwilling, he didn't dare to continue messing around, glared at Jing Ge, stomped his feet, and left angrily.

Murong Li had just left with the guards.

Su Rulan, who was knocked out by Murong Li, suddenly covered her chest, kept panting, couldn't breathe in a breath, and fainted.

"Oh no, my lord, Miss Su fainted. Uncle Li, the housekeeper, ran over and was about to feed Su Rulan the medicine, but before the medicine could be poured out, the person fainted.

"Go and call the doctor. White Night wrinkled his eyebrows.

"I know how to heal. Jing Ge suddenly spoke.

A few steps closer to Su Rulan, without waiting for Bai Ye to open her mouth to allow her to diagnose the disease, her fingers directly put on Su Rulan's wrist.

After a moment, she spoke slowly.

"Miss Su This is asthma, some years ago, because the body is relatively weak, so when she was hit in the chest, she injured her respiratory tract, which suddenly caused her condition to worsen and suddenly attack. ”

As Jing Ge spoke, Bai Ye's eyes brought a hint of exploration and appreciation.

"What should I do then? Can it be cured? Our adults have found a lot of doctors for Miss Su, but there is no cure. The housekeeper wiped the corners of his eyes sadly.

"Yes, yes, it just takes time. Jing Ge said.

"When will people wake up?" Bai Ye looked at Jing Ge, his eyes didn't fall on Su Rulan from beginning to end, as if that person's life or death had nothing to do with him.

His attention remained on Jing Ge.

This kid looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is actually proficient in medical skills.

It was a surprise.

"I'll give her a few stitches and she'll wake up in half an hour. ”

Jing Ge said, asking the housekeeper to put Su Rulan flat and take out the acupuncture bag.

Methodically sterilize the silver needles of different lengths, and then drop the needles steadily.

Jing Ge was so involved that she didn't notice it at all, there were two eyes behind her, and from the time she took out the acupuncture bag, they began to stare at her intently.

Such a skillful technique, and that familiar cloth bag.

If you look closely, this kid's body shape is very similar to hers.

Could it be her?