"I'm fine!" Mu Yuan was startled and hurriedly ran away.
Qingge, however, kept holding on to his collar.
His back was injured. It was obvious that he had been coughing up blood and it was an internal injury.
It's not very serious, but if this kind of internal injury is not properly treated, it will easily leave sequelae in the future.
These ancient people relied on their years of martial arts training and strong bodies, and never took internal injuries seriously.
As long as no one is killed, I don't care.
But she is a doctor, and doctors are particularly resistant to things like sequelae.
Qingge grabbed his wrist.
But before he could feel his pulse, Mu Yuan dodged him.
She didn't resent him, and he was already very grateful.
He doesn't need her sympathy and mercy, he doesn't deserve it.
"Princess……"
"You are indeed here." At the door, Chu Weiyun slowly stepped in. Looking at the two people chatting, her face darkened.
"How dare you get entangled with her! Do you want to betray me?"
Mu Yuan's eyes darkened, and a hint of darkness passed through his eyes.
He gently pushed Chu Qingge's hand away, and there was no light in those dark eyes.
With a body as dull as death, he returned to Chu Weiyun's side.
Unexpectedly, Chu Weiyun actually raised her hand and was about to slap him.
Mu Yuan subconsciously wanted to block it, but Chu Weiyun said angrily: "You dare to block it and try it!"
If he blocks this slap, he will definitely get ten times the slap and give it to Mushang!
Mu Yuan felt a chill in his heart, and the hand he raised forcefully took it back.
With a snap, this slap was loud and bright.
Mu Yuan refused to dodge, and a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his lips where he had been coughing up blood.
That mouthful of blood could no longer be hidden.
He raised his sleeves and wiped away the blood, but that half of his beautiful face no longer had any look at all.
Chu Qingge's fists clenched loudly.
But she just looked at the two people at the door without saying a word.
"Hey, what is the look in the Ninth Princess's eyes? Are you distressed?" Chu Weiyun looked at her sideways.
Suddenly he raised his hand again and slapped Mu Yuan on the face.
Mu Yuan never evaded, lowering his head and saying nothing.
He didn't dare to look up or look at Qingge, afraid to see the contempt and disappointment in her eyes for him.
He knew that the Ninth Princess must be extremely disappointed in him because he was so worthless and incompetent.
You might even find him disgusting, and you wouldn't even look at him.
My heart felt like it was being stabbed by thousands of knives, and the pain was so painful that even my consciousness almost began to blur.
"How about it? The more distressed you are, the more I want to torture him, ha."
Chu Weiyun smiled very proudly and glanced sideways at Mu Yuan. The smile in her eyes became more and more vicious.
"Chu Qingge, aren't you very powerful? Do you think that all men in the world will listen to you? Haha! Have you seen it now? This man will never listen to you again."
"He's just a dog I raised... ah!"
There was a snap, and his cheek suddenly swelled up a lot.
Before Chu Weiyun could clearly see the person in front of her, there was another slap on her right cheek.
She was so frightened that she wanted to call him Cold War, but then she remembered that Cold War had been disobedient before, and she had punished him as a coolie for the past two days!
Chu Weiyun, who was slapped twice, fell to the ground with a thud.
Looking up, he saw Chu Qingge standing in his sight, blocking all the light directed at her.
At that moment, Chu Qingge was as terrifying as a ghost!
"You! Don't come here! I...save..."
Before she could even say the word "help", Chu Weiyun felt a stabbing pain on her shoulders.
My throat was so tight that I couldn't say a single word!
