"Are you sure you dare?" The Emperor clasped An Nuannuan's big palm tightly and tightened...
An Nuannuan felt that her wrist was about to break. The pain was so painful that she couldn't help but scream...
Ling Chengye's eyes quickly flashed with distress. The next second, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the emperor's wrist, and squeezed it hard...
His strength was not enough, and his body was weak. Even if he tried his best, the Emperor would still feel as if he had been rubbed by a kitten...
The young emperor raised his lips sarcastically, stretched out his hand, and brushed Ling Chengye's hand away. Then, he raised his foot and kicked Ling Chengye's knee hard...
Ling Chengye was in pain, his knees softened slightly, and he was almost half-kneeling on the ground...
An Nuannuan exclaimed, and was so frightened that she let go of Ling Chengye, squatted down, and went to rub his kicked knee, her eyes filled with moisture...
"Does it hurt? Chengye, isn't it? It's me who has caused you trouble..."
"Fool, as long as I can be with you, no matter how much suffering I endure, it's all worth it!"
Ling Chengye stretched out his hand and rubbed An Nuannuan's little head. His palm wandered to her shoulder and pinched it, "Good boy, get up. I don't feel any pain, not at all..."
His voice was trembling slightly, with a hint of exhaustion, and even his breathing became irregularly thick...
An Nuannuan was so frightened that she hurriedly stood up and supported him, "Chengye, Chengye, how are you?"
"No, it's okay..."
"Is everything okay? Hey, don't keep pretending. If you want to steal my woman, why don't you compete openly and openly? If you win, I will give you up!"
The disdain in the young emperor's eyes was even worse, his sharp eyes were stained with nine feet of ice, and he stared at Ling Chengye with eager eyes!
"Young Emperor, you've had enough! You madman, are you so domineering and unreasonable? Didn't you see that Cheng Ye was not feeling well? Or, you, the eldest young master, like to take advantage of others' danger?!"
An Nuannuan held the weak Ling Chengye, her whole body was boiling with anger, and she stared at the Emperor with cold eyes. If eyes could kill, at this moment, she really wished she could cut the Emperor into pieces with a thousand knives!
The emperor's heart suddenly tightened, as if being grabbed by a pair of weak hands, squeezing it hard, as if it would burst in the next second, it was suffocating and painful!
He pressed his hand on his left chest in a depressed manner, frowning deeply, and really wanted to tear his chest open with one hand!
With a groan, he suddenly pulled off all the remaining buttons of his shirt, revealing the shocking wounds on his chest, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a sinister way...
"An Nuannuan, I am also a patient, and I am a patient who was injured by you. Don't you think that the person you need to care about more is me?"
"That little injury, what does it mean to you, the great devil?"
An Nuannuan sneered, but her eyes flickered slightly. After all, she scratched that spot herself and sprayed pepper water on it. Fortunately, the emperor didn't even snort from the beginning to the end!
Is he made of iron?
"Hey, hey, hey..." The Young Emperor sneered three times in succession, and stepped backward. His tall figure staggered violently, and he almost fell to the ground...
This woman, in her eyes, does a powerful man deserve to be abused?
By pretending to be weak, can you win her sympathy and even win her life?
What kind of nonsense is she talking about?
The Emperor suddenly stretched out his hand and was about to grab her. Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door of the ward, "Excuse me..."