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Chapter 022

Nineteen proudly told Wang that she had transplanted mulberry trees in Chunhua Hall, and invited Wang to come and take a look so that she could feel proud in front of Eleven. However, she didn’t know what Eleven had done. Even lying down could make Wang angry.

After Nineteen One left, Qi Mingye quickly moved to the couch, pulled Eleven out of the soft quilt and threw it to the ground. The iron chains tied around his ankles made a messy sound. "You are really good at picking holes, Ben."

It’s been a long time since the king has seen you, so you hooked up with Jinxuan of Chudu Palace and asked him to ask for blessings in front of the king again and again. Why did you gain his favor so quickly?

Body?"

"I didn't." Blood dripped from the corner of Eleven's mouth, and she couldn't bear Qi Mingye's anger.

"Bitch, you're talking back." Qi Mingye was so angry that he kicked Shi Yiyou in the stomach.

"Ah..." Eleven's body was kicked half a foot away, and he curled up in pain.

Zhusha was so frightened that she lost her breath and risked her life to reply, "King, king, it's all slave's fault. Please don't blame Miss Eleven. The girl's fever persisted this morning. When slave went to find the imperial doctor, she happened to meet the third prince. He heard from slave

He said that there was no one in the palace to take care of his master, so he asked his slave to go back. He fetched medicine and saved his master. He also took pity on his master's frailty, so he kindly sent some supplements. The king forgives his sin, but the slave secretly accepted it, and shared it with his master.

It’s irrelevant.”

After hearing Zhu Sha's explanation, Qi Mingye's rage subsided slightly. When he saw the eleven bodies twitching in a ball, he walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly, "You don't give me permission, how dare a lowly maid dare to

Do you think I have no brains for making the decision privately?" He squatted down and pinched Eleven's chin vigorously, "Stop playing tricks in front of me, how can you deceive me?"

Eleven's eyes were dizzy, and she couldn't see Qi Mingye's face clearly. The smell of blood in her mouth made her want to vomit. She felt that she really couldn't live, and she really couldn't live this time. So, let

She glared at him again and hated him again, "I didn't lie to you, you are not as good as Gong Jinxuan at all."

"Bitch." Qi Mingye's anger that had calmed down suddenly suddenly returned at this moment. He slapped him hard, causing his head to hit the ground hard. The blood quickly soaked his hair.

The sight of Eleven's eyes was bright red, as if he had seen this kind of red in a dream. This kind of red was so scary.

Eleven was lying on the ground, closing his eyes and spitting out blood.

Nineteen, who had been hiding outside the palace and peeking, was frightened by this scene. She knew that Wang hated Eleven, but she didn't expect that he would hate Eleven so much. The Eleven girl was afraid that she would not survive this time, so she did not dare to stay any longer.

Go down, turn around and leave Chunhua Hall quickly.

Zhusha covered her mouth and nose, looked at Wang's trembling body with anger, and then at Eleven who was gradually losing his vitality. He bravely crawled to Eleven and held her in his arms, "Girl, girl, don't be scared.

Slave!"

Shiyi couldn't speak anymore, only blood was still gushing out, and his red clothes were a fishy color.

Qi Mingye was stunned for a moment. When he saw Eleven's pale face stained red with blood, and the blood at the corner of his mouth like a pouring rain curtain, he began to realize that Eleven was in danger. He had saved Eleven countless times.

It was in danger. He snatched the eleven from Zhusha's hand and shouted at Zhusha, "Go to the imperial doctor quickly."

Zhu Sha was stunned for a moment by the roar, and immediately got up and ran towards the outside of the palace, crawling and rolling.

Qi Mingye intuitively felt that her heart began to ache and tremble a little, fearing that Eleven's body temperature would dissipate little by little in his arms. He hurriedly picked her up and returned to the bed, Eleven's body temperature was still in the soft quilt, tightly.

Holding her in his arms, he stared blankly at her blood-stained soft quilt. "Eleven." He shouted in her ear, "If you dare to die, I will strip you naked and hang you on the city gate."

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