644. Chapter 643 Is the prince planning to give up? 7
"Wu Ming! I've solved your spell!" Dongfang Kuangye shouted.
Nameless and unmoved.
Dongfang Aoshi hugged Wen Wen, walked through the hall, and left.
"Dongfang Aoshi, what have you done?"
Wenwen has been struggling, trying to break free.
But he was still forced into the carriage.
Just a second before the sedan curtain was about to be lowered, Dongfang Aoshi's body shook heavily and fell over towards Wen Wen.
Wen Wen was startled and subconsciously reached out to pick it up.
"You still care about me." Dongfang Aoshi leaned on her chest, with a faint smile on his lips.
Wen Wen was startled for a moment and immediately pushed him away.
"Bang -" there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Dongfang Aoshi fell to the ground.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
"My lord, are you okay?"
"..."
Outside, there was a loud noise.
Hearing the sound, Wen Wen opened the curtain and took a look, only to find Dongfang Aoshi lying on the ground, surrounded by many guards.
Dongfang Aoshi couldn't be so fragile, could he? He fell to the ground with just a slight push?
Is it pretending?
still……
Wen Wen frowned and wanted to leave quietly while they were in confusion.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Dongfang Aoshi's back, which was completely stained red with blood.
Blood was still pouring out, dyeing everything red.
Dongfang Aoshi was injured?
When was it injured?
When he covered himself just now?
The bloodstains at Dongfang Kuangye's feet were left by Dongfang Aoshi?
…
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, Wen Wen's chest tightened, and her whole body was frozen, unable to move.
Wuming and several guards lifted Dongfang Aoshi up.
"Princess, please look after the prince, we will send him back to the house immediately!" Wuming said nervously, and directly asked the guards to put Dongfang Aoshi on her lap and lie down.
"He - Yaohua -" Wen Wen wanted to ask what happened to Dongfang Aoshi, but as soon as she said it, she expressed a completely different meaning than what she was thinking.
"Yaohua, I've sent someone back to the palace first." After Wuming finished speaking, he immediately lowered the curtain.
The next second, the carriage immediately started moving and moved forward.
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Wen Wenwen has no idea what happened.
Just sitting there, unable to move.
It took her a while before she finally came back to her senses.
He slowly stretched out his hand and probed between Dongfang Aoshi's nose, and found that he was as angry as a thread and had already lost consciousness.
Looking at the large amount of blood on Dongfang Aoshi's back, Wen Wenwen's chest shook violently.
After breathing deeply and calming down his emotions gently, he slowly stretched out his hand and opened it to check——
There was a hideous and terrifying stab wound on Dongfang Aoshi's back.
The incision was so deep that it almost touched the bone.
Bloody red blood kept coming out of the wound, staining her clothes and her hands red.
Looking at it tenderly, her scalp was numb, and her whole body seemed to have been struck by lightning.
In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through my mind——
Was it the injury from the fight with Huangfu Hao that day?
The injury that day was so deep?
Impossible.
She remembered Yaohua saying that Dongfang Aoshi's injury was on his arm.
Besides, so much time has passed, so it’s impossible for the wound to still be this deep.