When Ziyu heard this, he was not panicked at first but was stunned.
Will Beiming Changfeng be injured?
Is it true or false?
Is it a joke that such a tough young man of theirs was injured on his own territory in Shengjing?
"Are you sure?" Ziyu raised his head to face the little guard who was rushing towards him, his eyes full of doubts.
A group of hidden guards and secret guards gathered outside the hall door also turned to look at the little guard, with disbelief on their faces.
Seeing a group of people looking at him blankly, the little guard couldn't help but said anxiously: "Really, the news came back that the Crown Prince was injured, the Crown Prince... ah, the Crown Princess..."
Before he finished speaking, the little guard saw Ziyu's expression change, and he flew past him, rushing towards the door of the mansion.
"Your Majesty, please wait for me. Your Majesty is in the direction of the west back door." Seeing this, the little guard quickly turned around and shouted, chasing after her.
Running quickly, Ziyu's expression turned ugly.
Could it be that the person who could hurt Beiming Changfeng was Bai Changtian?
Among the people she was familiar with in this world, apart from Bai Changtian, she really didn't know anyone who could compare with Beiming Changfeng.
When he thought that it might be Bai Changtian, Ziyu felt anxious and angry at the same time, and a murderous aura almost came out of his body, which was cold and cold.
In just a few ups and downs, Ziyu rushed to the west back door of Zhenbei Palace. Just as he was waiting to catch someone to ask where Beiming Changfeng was, he saw a commotion in front of the west back door. The door opened and Beiming Changfeng headed.
When he walked in.
"Young Master, are you injured?" As soon as he saw Beiming Changfeng, Ziyu immediately rushed over like a cannonball, and the sound floated over before the person arrived.
Beiming Changfeng raised his eyes and saw Ziyu rushing over with an anxious face. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug the rushing Ziyu, shook his head and said, "It's a small injury."
A small injury, but a real injury.
Ziyu immediately grabbed Beiming Changfeng and looked up and down anxiously.
There is nothing on the head, not on the upper body, not on the lower body, no trace of injury can be seen on the whole body, no trace of blood can be smelled, and there are not even a few wrinkles on the clothes. Is this called an injury?
Ziyu raised his head in astonishment and looked at Beiming Changfeng.
Seeing this rare embarrassment, Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand towards Ziyu.
I saw that Beiming Changfeng's hand was bandaged with a piece of cloth, and there was a faint trace of blood on it, as if an elephant had injured its hoof.
The injury is so serious.
Ziyu stared at Beiming Changfeng's hand for a while, turned his head, looked at the little guard following closely behind him, and narrowed his eyes: "You are kidding me."
Is this worth his rush to report that Beiming Changfeng was injured?
Damn it, this is like Beiming Changfeng cutting his finger while cutting vegetables. Is it worth reporting to him?
Damn, she thought Beiming Changfeng was seriously injured, and thought Bai Changtian was coming, and she almost died of worry.
At this time, the little guard also saw Beiming Changfeng's injuries. His round baby face was covered with black lines. Seeing Ziyu squinting at him, he kept scratching his head with his hands and murmured: "That...
…This…they did say…”
I've been doing this for a long time, but I still haven't come up with a clear explanation.
Ziyu didn't expect him to give her any explanation. She glared hard at the fussing little guard, then turned to look at Beiming Changfeng with a dark face, and nodded towards Beiming Changfeng's hand: "
Who was hurt? Kill him." When Ziyu heard this, he was not panicked at first, but was stunned.
Will Beiming Changfeng be injured?
Is it true or false?
Is it a joke that such a tough young man of theirs was injured on his own territory in Shengjing?
"Are you sure?" Ziyu raised his head to face the little guard who was rushing towards him, his eyes full of doubts.
A group of hidden guards and secret guards gathered outside the hall door also turned to look at the little guard, with disbelief on their faces.
Seeing a group of people looking at him blankly, the little guard couldn't help but said anxiously: "Really, the news came back that the Crown Prince was injured, the Crown Prince... ah, the Crown Princess..."
Before he finished speaking, the little guard saw Ziyu's expression change, and he flew past him, rushing towards the door of the mansion.
"Your Majesty, please wait for me. Your Majesty is in the direction of the west back door." Seeing this, the little guard quickly turned around and shouted, chasing after her.
Running quickly, Ziyu's expression turned ugly.
Could it be that the person who could hurt Beiming Changfeng was Bai Changtian?
Among the people she was familiar with in this world, apart from Bai Changtian, she really didn't know anyone who could compare with Beiming Changfeng.
When he thought that it might be Bai Changtian, Ziyu felt anxious and angry at the same time, and a murderous aura almost came out of his body, which was cold and cold.
In just a few ups and downs, Ziyu rushed to the west back door of Zhenbei Palace. Just as he was waiting to catch someone to ask where Beiming Changfeng was, he saw a commotion in front of the west back door. The door opened and Beiming Changfeng headed.
When he walked in.
"Young Master, are you injured?" As soon as he saw Beiming Changfeng, Ziyu immediately rushed over like a cannonball, and the sound floated over before the person arrived.
Beiming Changfeng raised his eyes and saw Ziyu rushing over with an anxious face. He couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug the rushing Ziyu, shook his head and said, "It's a small injury."
A small injury, but a real injury.
Ziyu immediately grabbed Beiming Changfeng and looked up and down anxiously.
There is nothing on the head, not on the upper body, not on the lower body, no trace of injury can be seen on the whole body, no trace of blood can be smelled, and there are not even a few wrinkles on the clothes. Is this called an injury?
Ziyu raised his head in astonishment and looked at Beiming Changfeng.
Seeing this rare embarrassment, Beiming Changfeng stretched out his hand towards Ziyu.
I saw that Beiming Changfeng's hand was bandaged with a piece of cloth, and there was a faint trace of blood on it, as if an elephant had injured its hoof.
The injury is so serious.
Ziyu stared at Beiming Changfeng's hand for a while, turned his head, looked at the little guard following closely behind him, and narrowed his eyes: "You are kidding me."
Is this worth his rush to report that Beiming Changfeng was injured?
Damn it, this is like Beiming Changfeng cutting his finger while cutting vegetables. Is it worth reporting to him?
Damn, she thought Beiming Changfeng was seriously injured, and thought Bai Changtian was coming, and she almost died of worry.
At this time, the little guard also saw Beiming Changfeng's injuries. His round baby face was covered with black lines. Seeing Ziyu squinting at him, he kept scratching his head with his hands and murmured: "That...
…This…they did say…”
I've been doing this for a long time, but I still haven't come up with a clear explanation.
Ziyu didn't expect him to give her any explanation. She glared hard at the fussing little guard, then turned to look at Beiming Changfeng with a dark face, and nodded towards Beiming Changfeng's hand: "