Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“Your Highness!” Yan Zenxuan's body is so expensive, a group of people behind him saw and panicked, seven hands and eight feet to help forward.

Pinkie lay on Yan Xuanxuan's chest, her shirt somehow, because of this change a lot of instant spread, the view in her chest suddenly, but she didn't rush to tidy up, but just grabbed Yan Xuanxuan's collar, looked frightened, “Ah, ah, this, this, the concubine really don't want to be a person. ”

Tears rolled down his cheeks filled with fat powder.

Then, she only looked at the acting, but did not notice that she was used as a human mat under the body of Yanzenxuan, Ben with a morbid white cheek grew paler and paler, the hand supporting the ground seemed to have suffered some bruises, broken a thin layer, and shed a layer of blood.

Chen Kangmei did not intend to get up half the time. A hand of anger dragged Pinkie down and tossed her aside without pity. She lifted up Yan Xuan, "Your Highness, how are you, but touched the condition? ”

Yan Xuan couldn't help but look at the wound on the back of his hand. He covered his chest and nodded with a pale face.

Pinkie noticed Yan Xuanxuan's pale face. She saw a wound on his hand. She panicked and rushed forward. She put a pad over Yan Xuanxuan's wound. She wanted to tie him up. "Your Highness, yes, it's a concubine. No, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong? ”

I don't know, she didn't tie this pad so well. Today, the thick eyebrows of Yanzhenxuan suddenly tightened. The brows revealed a little pain, and the blood color of her lips now faded clean.

Chen Kang's eyes instantly locked on the pad. He ripped the pad off and shouted: “Somebody, pass along the doctor! ”

Pinkie just remembered what she had done with her hands and feet on this pad. When her face turned white, she sat on the floor and looked at the crowd in front of her. A voice in her heart sounded like a clock. It was over, and it was really over.

Her heart was mourning for herself, but her eyes glanced at the corner at the end of the crossroads, on a plaque in front of a courtyard, the words of the docking yard were remarkable, and the thoughts in her head quickly turned.

The movement here was quite minor. Soon it attracted the attention of the docking yard. Soon, he saw strangers with flowers rushing out to check it out. Pinkie saw, before the flowers had arrived here, he grabbed the pad on the ground and got up and ran away. However, instead of fleeing to her own compound, she turned around the dock gate and sneaked into the dock through the back corner door.

“What's going on here?” Looking at Yan Xuan, surrounded by the medical corps in front of him, he hastily pulled a small page and asked.

The paperman saw the letter and said, “Back to the queen, the slaves don't know, but it seems that His Majesty's intransigence has broken out again, and the doctors are watching. ”

The stranger looked at the pale face of Yan Xuan Xuan. Liu Mei suddenly tightened into a group. Steps forward, he shouted: “This is not a place to see a doctor. In my opinion, it would be easier to bring His Highness back to the soft shelf first, and heal him well. If the wind keeps blowing here, it would be easier to aggravate His Highness's stubbornness. ”

One of the royal doctors said, "That makes sense. Quickly, call someone to get a stretcher. ”