The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Of course it is true, what do I deceive you to do?" Xiao Dong lied without changing his face.

Xiao Feiyang frowned tightly. He couldn't mobilize the three armies without the trophies. If he couldn't mobilize the three armies, he couldn't wait.

"The emperor's cousin, since the soldiers can't find it, please trouble me with my cousin!" Xiao Feiyang said with a smile, grabbed Xiao Dong's arm, and dragged him to walk out quickly.

Xiao Dong was caught off guard. He was dragged off the dragon bed and fell to the ground in embarrassment. With his drag, he ran out with a roll, his injured body stumbled on the ground, and the pained Xiao Dong looked pale. , Bean-sized sweat beads seeped from the forehead ...

Xiao Dong frowned tightly, holding Xiao Feiyang hard and snarled loudly: "Xiao Feiyang, what are you doing?"

"Take my cousin to the barracks." Xiao Feiyang paused and looked at Xiao Dong with all his eyes: he wanted to mobilize the soldiers of the three armies, one was to use the troop symbol, and the other was the emperor's presence. The trophies could not be found.

Xiao Dong's eyes flashed unnaturally, he just thought of not giving soldiers to Xiao Feiyang, forgetting that he could also mobilize the three armies directly: "That ... I was seriously injured, so I shouldn't run around!"

"Relax, I will let the guards prepare the most comfortable carriage. The cousin sits in the car, just like lying on the dragon bed of this Yangxin Temple, without feeling the slightest bumps ..." Xiao Feiyang said with a smile, helping Starting Xiao Dong, he hurriedly walked out.

Xiao Dong's complexion instantly gloomy. Xiao Feiyang wanted the three armies and took him directly to the barracks. He didn't ask at all. He would like to lend them to them. The people in the underground palace really regarded him as a puppet that could be used. Put him in your eyes!

"I will not let the three armies go to another court to die!"

A firm voice came into his ears, and Xiao Feiyang's footsteps suddenly came forward, turning his head to look at Xiao Dong: "What does the emperor's cousin mean?"

I mean, I wo n’t lend you the three armies. You have the skill. You take the guards of the palace to kill Murong Xue!

Xiao Dong was full of resentment and wanted to spit out. The four cloak-wearing spellcasters descended from the sky and fell lightly in front of the two. The men in the cloak looked cold and slaughtered, and the whole body was haunted by the thick grief, making people Frightened.

Xiao Dong's eyelids jumped violently. When it came to his mouth, he turned a circle and changed the content: "I mean, with the help of these experts, plus my three armies, I can definitely kill Murong. Snow, revenge for Xing Shen ... "

"By emperor's cousin Ji Yan!" Xiao Feiyang's tense complexion eased, and his dark eyes smiled into a thin slit.

"Hehe!" Xiao Dong smiled, too, with imperceptible teeth clenched in his voice: the skill master of the underground palace was too powerful, he could not beat them, could not get rid of their use, and could only command the three armies according to their meaning To kill Murong Xue ...

Murongxue, now sitting on the bed in the other room, took off his long skirt and blouse, exposing his injured arm. The wound on his arm showed bones, and the red blood spilled over the wound and flowed down the skin.

Ouyang Shaochen sat by the bed, carefully cleaned the blood on her skin, took out a bottle of wound medicine, and spilled it on the wound. The sharp pain came from the wound, and Murong Xue could not help but take a breath. It hurts so much ... "

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, and saw a layer of virtual sweat on her forehead due to the pain, coldly said: "If you hurt so much, of course it will hurt."

Murongxue frowned slightly: "Xiao Xingshen's skill is high, martial arts are not weak, I am not his opponent ..."

"Knowing that he is powerful, you still only take one Yingwei to the street?" Shaochen Ouyang looked at Murong Xue, a little imperceptible anger flashed in his obsidian eyes: if she brought more Yingwei, or The Wangfu secret guard will not be injured at all ...

Murongxue's eyes flashed unnaturally: "How can I know that the people in the underground palace have organized a second group of people to come and kill me ..." The previous killer organization, after the first assassination failed, It will take at least a day or two to convene people, sum up the failed experience, formulate a new assassination plan, and then only the second assassination ...

"The arrogance and arrogance of the underground palace, the power is great, and you are not the first time to teach, can they be compared with ordinary killer organizations?" Ouyang Shaochen asked politely, if he did not hear the movement, arrived in time, now She is already a corpse ...

Murong Xue: "..."

She didn't expect that the underground palace would be arrogant and arrogant in this way. On the street where people were going, everyone looked down and assassinated her ...

Murongxue raised his eyes to Shaochen Ouyang, and saw Shaochen Ouyang holding the white gauze and carefully covering the wound on her shoulder. When the knot was finally tied, he Murongxue wrinkled his brows with a lot of shock. Call: "Ouyang Shaochen, you murdered? My arm hurt so badly, you still bandage so hard ..."

"The movement is light, and the bandage will be loose, which is not conducive to wound healing." Ouyang Shaochen said straightforward.

Murongxue secretly gritted her teeth, and she continued to lie, when she had not bandaged her hands?The movement of the bandage is not directly related to the elasticity of the bandage. The main thing is to look at the person who is bandaging. As long as you have good control, you want to bandage the loose, and the bandage tightly ...

Ouyang Shaochen used such heavy force to bandage her wounds, it was definitely intentional ...

Ignoring Murong Xue's angry eyes, Ouyang Shaochen collected all the medicine bottles with the remaining gauze and brought a snowy blue skirt to her: "The skirt is broken, it's still stained with blood, can't Wear it again, change this one. "

"I know!" Murongxue said angrily, grabbing the long skirt, wearing it, and holding the coral button in her small white hand. If you want to tie it, you don't want it. The left hand exerts a little force. There is also a layer of virtual sweat ...

Shaochen Ouyang shook his head and reached out to pinch Murongxue's coral buttons. They were tied neatly in two or three clicks. The ribbon around her waist was carefully tied into her favorite bow ...

Murongxue frowned slightly: "It's just a few buttons, I can fasten it myself."

"Your arm is seriously injured and you can't use force. When you fasten the buttons, it will be dark!" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, his eyes full of contempt.

Murong Xue's bright face was instantly dark, and he despised her again, what a shame!

When her eyes were cold, she would scold Ouyang Shaochen, and a few unheard footsteps suddenly passed over ...

Murong Xue's cold eyes suddenly squinted: "Someone ran towards this other courtyard, many people ..."

"I know." Ouyang Shaochen nodded softly: "Listening to the footsteps, the soldiers are coming, there are almost 50,000 people ..."