The first counterattack plane: Don't guess the mind of the prince 44

Blood gushed out from Mo Xiaomo's chest, as if gushing out uncontrollably.

Prince Qin Yue looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, and wanted to withdraw the sword that had been stabbed, but it was too late, and the blade of the sword stabbed straight into the chest of this girl who was once smiling and as warm as the sun.

Qin Yue screamed and pulled out the sword, the hand holding the sword was shaking, looking at the girl who was about to fall to the ground and wanted to reach out to catch it, but was kicked away by Qin Xuan, who rushed up.

Mo Xiaomo fell straight on the cold floor like this, Qin Qing turned around with a wooden face, and a few drops of gushing blood were thrown onto Qin Qing's side face, Qin Qing was stunned for a few seconds, and moved his gaze to the girl who had fallen in a pool of blood with difficulty, wanting to walk over, wanting to squat down and pick her up properly, wanting to ask her if it hurts, but her body was like a piece of wood, and she couldn't move.

"Sixth brother! Sixth brother! It's called the Imperial Doctor! Call the Imperial Doctor! Qin Xuan looked at Qin Qing standing there motionless, ran over in a hurry, picked up Mo Xiaomo and shouted by the neck, "Imperial Doctor!" Doctor! ”

Here Qin Xuan was shouting and calling the Imperial Doctor, and Qin Yue, who was spitting out a mouthful of blood after being kicked away, sat up with difficulty, his hair was scattered, his whole body trembled with laughter, and he said in a low voice, "The sword blade has been quenched by His Royal Highness, hahaha... Quenched poison! In less than half a moment, she will die in less than half a moment, she will die ......, hahaha......! ”

Looking at the panicked hall, no one responded at all, Qin Xuan looked at the prince who was already smiling like a madman, and was about to pick up Mo Xiaomo to find the imperial doctor, but he was picked up by one hand and thrown straight out, Qin Xuan looked at Qin Qing who threw himself out, and swallowed the 'sixth brother' who was about to shout.

Is this his sixth brother? Looking at the man with bloodshot golden eyes and black hair in his clothes, he bent down slightly, picked up the girl lying on the ground, lowered his head, and couldn't see the man's expression at this time, but the coldness emanating from his body made people dare not approach.

I heard that someone was shouting Er Ya in his ear, as if there was still Mo Chengcheng? Oh, I forgot, this is shouting myself.

But whether it's Erya or Mo Chengcheng, it's not him.

Mo Xiaomo opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, felt the trembling under the man's hand, the corners of Mo Xiaomo's mouth hooked up a smile that he thought was very bright, and he wanted to raise his hand to touch the man's face, but he was already weak.

I could only say something weakly, and I couldn't even hear it.

Qin Qing didn't know what was going on? How so? How did this little woman who was supposed to sit at the desk and eat appear behind her?

Putting his hand on Mo Xiaomo's chest, he was a little naΓ―ve and wanted to block the woman's bleeding chest, and the hot blood overflowed from Qin Qing's fingers, and it seemed that the scalding was not a finger, but a fragile soul.

Qin Qing whispered the woman's name, "Erya, Erya, open your eyes and look at the master, don't sleep." It seemed that a loud noise would frighten the woman in her arms.

"Okay, don't you call you Erya, Allure, Allure, open your eyes and see Ye, okay?"

Looking at the woman's hand that she wanted to raise, Qin Qing trembled and held it with both hands, "Didn't you ask the master to check your life history for you?" You were supposed to be Shen Qing's youngest daughter, but you were replaced, you are the wife. ”

Qin Qing looked at the girl as if she was smiling at herself, but the slightly rippling dimples were no longer visible before they were formed, looking at the woman who seemed to have something to say, she leaned on the woman's mouth and listened carefully, "Master...... You ...... you're talking about, I... Yes, no...... It's here, you don't hurt... Heart, the master wants to ......, "'Happy...... ’

Want? What do you want? All I want is you.

The girl's hand slipped weakly, like a red maple falling on an autumn day, and it never came back when it fell.

And he never came back......