"If you don't want your eyes, you can also tell this king, this king-" Jiang Huaiyin paused, and his tone softened, "I like to do these interesting things the most." ”

Since his accession to the throne, Jiang Huaiyin has been pointed out by thousands of people, and he often faces his ministers alone.

Although he disdains the speed of his tongue, he may not have the kung fu of fighting lotus flowers.

He stared at Murong Xi suspiciously, Murong Xi was very sure that as long as he nodded, Jiang Huaiyin could gouge out her eyes at any time.

“…… The wound needs to be disinfected and bandaged, and if the prince doesn't care, then I don't need to worry. ”

Murong Xi stubbornly spoke ruthlessly, out of the ethics of a doctor, he wanted to pull Jiang Huaiyin out of Qinlan Garden, and after seeing Jiang Huaiyin's appearance that seemed to be smiling, his outstretched hand retracted.

Jiang Huaiyin snorted lightly, ignored it, and turned to look at Jun Yao.

Jun Miao curled up at the base of the wall, crying silently, a pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, even through the deep sea of tears, she could see the despair in her eyes.

Seeing Jiang Huaiyin looking over, Jun Yao shook his head, "The slave family didn't mean it, how could the slave family hurt the prince-"

The woman is extremely fragile, and the beautiful Oiran who has just stared at everything is like two people.

Jiang Huaiyin stood in front of Jun Yao, looking at her condescendingly, not feeling pity because of her tears, but murderous intent.

"You don't mean to, does this king care?"

Jun Miao froze and looked up at him.

His cold eyes were hollow and deep, obviously looking at him, but there was no shadow of her.

She suddenly realized that Jiang Huaiyin, who had met three times, was not indifferent and ruthless every time?

How did you ever look at her in your eyes?

She is the Oiran of Qinlan Garden, and she is a heartthrob spread by countless men in the capital.

The self-confidence born invisibly became useless in front of Jiang Huaiyin.

I don't remember when the competitive spirit that I can't tell whether it was infatuation or conceit was at work, and her mind was full of his shadow.

But he is the regent of the high, and she is the "battle-hardened" Oiran of the Qinglou.

She—

So helpless!

Jun Jiaoruo's face was crisscrossed with tears, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Murong Xi.

She was so envious of Murong Xi.

Because even though he was angry, even if he was provoked by Murong Ji, even if he was scolded loudly by Murong Ji, he still used his incomprehensible way to defend her and accommodate her.

The gap between the two is the difference between the mud and the clouds.

"Huh." Like a deflated ball, Jun Miao sat on the ground and smiled stupidly.

"It's all the fault of the slave family, and the slave family is willing to deal with it by the prince."

Immediately, she raised her head and closed her eyes, waiting for the most heart-wrenching Ling Chi in the world.

Jiang Huaiyin twisted his fingers, and before he could move, Murong Xi behind him let out a piercing scream.

"Don't!"

Murong Ji rushed to Jiang Huaiyin's side, wrapped his hands tightly around him, and pleaded with his eyes.

"Lord Wang, I can prove that she didn't mean to, her original intention was to kill me, and she has no hostility towards the prince, don't kill her!"

Murong Xi was so anxious that she forgot to let go of Jiang Huaiyin's hand, and held his palm against her chest, her eyes as bright as stars were eager, and she wanted to stop Jiang Huaiyin from killing Jun Yao incoherently.

Jiang Huaiyin's eyes were a little loose, and the palms and backs of his hands were her warm touch, flowing down his arms and flowing all over his body, making his murderous intent melt in an instant.

"She's going to kill you, and you're still speaking for her?"

"But I'm fine, aren't I?" Murong Xi took the time to glance at Jun Yao, who was glazed over, presumably Jiang Huaiyin's attitude made her more painful than killing her with her own hands.

Murong Xi sighed and looked at Jiang Huaiyin again, "She tried to hurt me, and Yu Wang Ye was injured by mistake - she is not guilty to death, beg the prince to open the net and spare her life." ”

While speaking, Murong Xi's fingers were still tightly and loosely holding Jiang Huaiyin's palm, and after the words fell, waiting for Jiang Huaiyin's mood was too nervous, she actually subconsciously clenched his hand, and she didn't know it.

The depression between the eyebrows gradually evacuated, and Jiang Huaiyin stared at Jun Yao lightly, "But this king is injured after all." ”

"I can cure it! I guarantee that the prince will not leave any marks on his hands! Murong Xi hurriedly said.

Jiang Huaiyin raised his eyebrows, "That's all?" ”

"Then, what else does the prince command?" Murong Xi's lips trembled, and a bad premonition arose.

Jiang Huaiyin smiled lightly: "Who just shut up this king?" Who is the one who rebukes this king? Who is the one who says this king can't do it? This king is injured by the princess, and it is the princess's duty to heal. As for the previous slander against this king, and—"

His palm broke free from her palm and moved upwards to rest on her chin, his gaze surveying her body up and down in men's clothes.

"Let her life go, this is a lot of favor, has the princess figured out how to pay it back?"

Murong Xi's scalp was numb, her throat was dry, and her brain exploded.

He, he, he, shouldn't he be greedy for her body?

Murong Ji's inky black pupils spun around, and her cheeks turned red.

There was no need to guess, Jiang Huaiyin knew that her mind was covered with unclean things again.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, her chin was released, and the moment she turned around, her expression returned to her previous thin feelings.

"The princess interceded for you, and this king let you go today. Get out of the capital, and don't let this king see you again. ”

With that, he glanced at Murong Xi and turned to leave the room.

Murong Xi pursed her lips, looked at Jun Miao, who was obviously alive but no different from death on the ground, and shook her head, "Leaving the capital may be the best result for you." The girl is so self-conscious that she will never see her again. ”

She was entrusted by Dongfang Li to heal Jun Yao.

I didn't see it, and I sprinkled a handful of salt on her wound.

Murong Ji was in a sad mood, and she took back Jun Miao's life in the hands of Jiang Huaiyin, and she was not so charitable that she left a prescription for Jun Mi before leaving.

Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on the will of God.

Murong Xi walked out of the door closely behind Jiang Huaiyin, and saw the rusty egret and the Qin Niang standing side by side.

In front of the three of them, there was a long sword with a cold glow.

Murong Rust's head began to hurt again, especially when she saw Rust's expression that she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, she lowered her shoulders and said to Ye Lan:

"They were left outside the door by me, and if there is something, they are coming at me."

After the long sword spun in the air a few times like a spiritual snake, it was put into the scabbard with a "ding" sound.

Ye Lan bowed her hand respectfully, "I have seen the princess, the carriage has been waiting for a long time, and the princess can enter the palace at any time." ”

"Into the palace?" Murong Ji asked in surprise.

Ye Lan quickly glanced at the back of the stairs that had already walked towards the stairs, thought for a while, and said, "The Queen Mother is seriously ill and summons the princess into the palace." ”

"Is that so?" Murong Xi's eyes widened, no wonder Jiang Huaiyin would find Qinglou.

Murong Xi hurriedly ran towards the staircase and chased after Jiang Huaiyin.

"Why didn't the prince say it earlier?"

If I had said it earlier, the rest would not have happened.

Murong Xi ran tiredly, and it was another day when he wanted to stab Jiang Huaiyin to death!