Staring at that indifferent back, Lin Chunfeng couldn't help but make a face, but as soon as she moved, the wound on her neck was immediately affected, and she let out a soft cry of pain.
I touched it with my hands and found that the neck area was bandaged with gauze. She could not turn her head. Turning it would cause pain. It was really sad. There was a lot of blood, all over her face and body. No wonder she was so weak.
(I bet she thought the assassin's blood was her own. If Chunfeng knew that the blood at the moment before she woke up came from the assassin, I'm afraid she would faint again.)
Taking a deep breath, she began to think about the assassination. Well, the distinguished guest was originally named Nangong Ye, so why did Xiaobai have the same last name? What a coincidence.
Hey, it's no use being lucky, this Nangong Ye is the emperor here, the top figure in Liuli Kingdom; Xiaobai is just a poor man who is on the run, he really has the same surname but different destiny.[
This time it seems that the injury is more serious, you can tell by looking at Duan Haoran's face.
Lin Chunfeng had to come to Lin Chunfeng's room in person every day to change her gauze and make an appointment, which made Chunfeng feel flattered and frightened. She was afraid that Duan Haoran would maliciously sprinkle poison on the medicine and ruin her neck, which was as smooth as gelatin.
Well, that would be a huge tragedy.
Therefore, Lin Chunfeng kept silent every time to avoid offending this little evil star with his arrogant words.
On this day, Duan Haoran came in again, followed by Xiaoqiong who was holding the medicine box for him. Well, the person walking in front turned out to be...the legendary emperor?
What is the emperor doing here? Could it be that on the night of the assassination, the emperor fell in love with her at first sight, fell in love with her at second sight, and was fascinated by her at third sight?
Unexpectedly, my charm has not declined in this ancient time.
After saying this, Lin Chunfeng was more shocked than surprised and fell into silence again.
"Miss Lin? How's your injury?" Nangong Ye smiled, with sincere concern on his face, "We didn't know each other until we fought last time. I didn't expect that the girl was a guest of the Duan family. Please forgive me for any offence."
This is so hypocritical. This is Lin Chunfeng’s intuition.
She tugged at her lips, wanting to say something polite, but was frightened by Leng Haoran's eyes. Anyway, the child was still taking medicine, so it was better for her to say less if she was a sensible person.