71. 071: Wrestling (1)

"Has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gone?" she asked, looking at Cong Rong'er sitting on the other side.

Cong Rong'er's injuries were more serious than Lian Rou's, and the bites under her feet were all swollen, and she couldn't walk at all.

"Gone. Do you want to help her?" Cong Rong'er sneered, this was the case on her wedding day. It's okay, Chu Liu is ruthless, she has no intention, and they have nothing to do with it. She likes King Rui, but her father's marriage proposal was rejected, and King Rui even wanted to marry a straw bag to be the princess. How could she be willing? Since she was a child, she has been a treasure in her father's hands, and she has never suffered such great humiliation. Isn't it just a tough Miss Lian Jialiu, it's a big deal to know some martial arts, how can she not compare with the daughter of the dignified prime minister's family?

However, the moment she saw her being taken away by Chu Liu, she also knew that she would never come out alive.

"I can't save her. After glancing at the imperial doctor, she picked up the teacup with her other hand, put the lid on the table, and drank lightly.

"Exactly. Glancing at the Imperial Doctor who looked up in fear, the Imperial Physician immediately withdrew from the East House.

"If she runs, you're the first person who can't. I don't talk about what happened just now, don't think that I will help you, whoever I save will not save her. "She doesn't hate Lian Qing, but she doesn't like King Rui and likes Lian Qing. Maybe it's a woman's jealousy, she won't hurt her, but she won't save it.

"You don't seem to have any enmity with her, and if no one saves her, she will die. "Eyebrows are piled up, she must be saved. In another way.

"Do you want me to help you? I don't have the ability to do this, and I don't plan to provoke the prince. Turning her face sideways, she stared at her ankles, a little angry.

lowered her eyes, Cong Rong'er was right, at this juncture, whoever revealed a little rumor would arouse suspicion.

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The two hunters had long mouths and chased after Lian Qing frantically.

Even Qing endured it and hidden. After all, she has no poison on her body, and she has no weapons, so she can only dodge. It's okay to dodge one, but she's going to dodge two, but she won't have the strength to do it for a while.

No, but laughed.

This is quite like the evil training of modern times, which takes advantage of the mentality that people don't want to die, and makes people use all the methods of the whole body to avoid deadly movements. If you meet a strong person, you can only kill it, so that you can live.

Weak, she looked at the guards who were standing about sixty centimeters. Glancing at her arm, she could only fight.

Looking at the leopard man who pounced on him and viciously drooled, she raised her foot and kicked him in the chest, kicking him two meters away.

It was also at this moment that he raised his hand and stretched out of the cage, grabbing the scabbard on the guard's waist.