Feng Qingchen nodded, "But will Mo Lan help her heal?"
"Just say that Nong Wu belongs to your Seventh Emperor's Wife, and he will definitely cure her." Feng Qianchen frowned and sighed, "I really owe him a favor this time." Feng Qingchen still said
He was about to say something, but was interrupted directly by Feng Qianchen, "Let's go, Nong Wu is too injured."
Feng Qingchen hugged her and danced, and when she walked to the door, she stopped and said, "Brother Qi, please be careful..." After saying that, he left without looking back, even though there seemed to be no danger here.
, but he still had to go back quickly to arrange for people to support his seventh brother.
In front of the 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion', he had been watching Feng Qingchen's back disappear from his sight, and then Feng Qianchen returned to the 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion'. This should be a surprise attack while people were still awake.
The way those people in the room died was easy for Feng Qianchen to tell that it was definitely the work of someone from the Jianghu. He took out the jade pendant from his waist again and held it tightly in his hand, with a murderous look all over his body, "Zhuoran,
If anything happens to Xiaoliu, I will definitely let you die without a burial place."
In a room with ordinary furnishings and decorations, a seriously injured woman was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, and her expression was very painful. A beautiful-looking woman sat beside the bed and kept wiping her forehead.
beads of sweat, and the worried look on his face is clearly visible. "Girl, in your situation, I can't help you call a doctor. Please wake up quickly."
As if he heard the words of the woman who was wiping his sweat, the person on the bed's long eyelashes trembled, and he tried hard to open his eyes, "Go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion..." After barely saying these four words, he passed out again.
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The woman sitting in front of the bed carefully recalled the last time they met, and nodded knowingly, "At that time, I just thought that those few people must be from rich and noble families because of their majestic appearance. I didn't expect that they were royal relatives.
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This woman is exactly the Xiaoxiao whom Jiao Xiaoliu and others met halfway when they first went to 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion'. Jiao Xiaoliu also gave her a bag of silver and asked her to wear something warmer. It happened to be a coincidence, Xiaoxiao
Recently, my aunt came to visit and could not receive guests. The injured Jiao Xiaoliu jumped out of the 'Xiaoxiang Pavilion' and accidentally ran to the 'Zangxiang Pavilion' and knocked open the door of Xiaoxiao's room.
Xiaoxiao was woken up by a sudden sound while she was sleeping. Jiao Xiaoliu held the 'wind-cutting sword' across Xiaoxiao's neck, "Don't tell anyone that you have seen me..." Xiaoxiao saw at the beginning
Jiao Xiaoliu, who was covered in blood, was very scared. After seeing Jiao Xiaoliu's face clearly, the fear in his eyes suddenly turned into joy, "Benefactor..." Seeing that Jiao Xiaoliu was still wary, he smiled and grabbed her arm, "I
It's the smile from 'Zangxiang Pavilion', do you still remember it?"
How could Jiao Xiaoliu still have the ability to think, but it was great that Xiaoxiao had no malicious intent. As soon as he relaxed, Jiao Xiaoliu fainted. Xiaoxiao didn't know how to notify Jiao Xiaoliu's companions, and he didn't dare to go out and ask for a doctor.
He could only serve himself and even his family's benefactor. Hearing Jiao Xiaoliu say "Go to the Seventh Prince's Mansion", he finally felt relieved. If he could not get medical treatment here, Jiao Xiaoliu would definitely die.
"Girl, please sleep for a while, I'll be back as soon as I go." After Xiaoxiao said this, she put a cold towel on Jiao Xiaoliu's forehead, then closed the door with confidence and hurried to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.
