Thousand Face Demonic Concubine Chapter 49: The Night King is injured

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Thousand Faces Evil Consort!

"Watching flowers..." Lou Qingwu found a slightly more appropriate word.

But I don’t know where this sentence stimulated Princess Zhaoxia’s nerves, she screamed: "No, the main question in this county is, why are you here?!"

This is the mansion of Brother Ye. This Qingge Xiaozhu hadn't even been here. If she hadn't come in forcibly today, Brother Ye would not let her in, but how could this woman be here?

"The court lady asks the Night King for help, so she comes to visit."

"This princess doesn't believe it!" Princess Zhaoxia's face was even more ugly, her hand holding the iron whip tightly gripped, but her anxiety gradually increased. If it weren't for Ye brother's permission, this woman would never It's impossible to be here, but she deceives herself and doesn't want to believe that she doesn't even have a place to set foot, so why should she let another woman set foot first? !

Envy filled her mind, and Princess Zhaoxia's aggressive eyes flashed a violent look.

When the emperor's uncle had his birthday, she returned to the mansion ahead of time because of Lou's pity, but then I heard that Brother Ye returned, but she actually helped Lou Qingwu when she came back. I didn't care, thinking it was just an accident, but now seeing Lou Qingwu at Qingge Xiaozhu, everything is intertwined, making her feel turbulent.

Could it be... Did Brother Ye have a crush on this woman? !

Together, this idea can never be eliminated.

When Princess Zhaoxia thought of this possibility, she felt as if someone was gouging her heart, and her eyes fell sharply on Lou Qingwu. Even though she lowered her eyes, she still had a stunning face, and her heart was mad with jealousy.

Before she could react, the iron whip in her hand had already been swung out.

The iron whip in her hand was specially crafted, with a barb on it, as long as it is brought by the barb, it will be open and fleshy.

Princess Zhaoxia watched the whip wave it, and it was too late to take it back at this moment, but she looked at Lou Qingwu's face, and suddenly she didn't want to take it back.

If this woman loses this face, Brother Ye will definitely not like her anymore! Since her childhood, her wish was to marry a brother Ye, and she would never allow Cheng Yaojin to be killed halfway through!

Everyone present did not expect that Princess Zhaoxia would act like this. The housekeeper was stunned, reacted, and rushed over, "Be careful Lou girl!" But he still took a step slower, Lou Qingwu. I was also stunned. I didn’t expect that Princess Zhaoxia really dared to do it. Before the whip came, only one thought flashed in his mind: It’s not a woman to be a disaster, this man...

Princess Zhaoxia’s iron whip failed to hit Lou Qingwu’s face. When the whip was about to hit her, a white figure appeared in shock, but it was still a step late, Feng Yege’s dangerous phoenix eyes After squinting, he grabbed the iron whip with his bare hands, the barb of the whip pierced into his palm, and blood flowed out instantly.

The whole Xiaozhu suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Princess Zhaoxia was even more indifferent. She didn't expect Feng Yege to appear, nor did she expect him to block Lou Qingwu's whip. She stayed in place, her hand shaking with the iron whip. Uneasy, her eyes reddened instantly: "Ye...Brother Ye..." She didn't mean it, she didn't mean it.

Feng Yege stood in front of Lou Qingwu, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, but the air-conditioning radiating from her body almost froze him.

Princess Zhaoxia only took a look, and felt that her eyes were dark, and she wanted to say something more. Looking at Feng Yege's cold and frosty face, she couldn't say a word, but tears rolled down. Come.

A loose hand, the iron whip in his hand fell to the ground in response.

Feng Yege didn't seem to feel the pain, she just let go of her hand blankly, and Princess Zhaoxia's whole body was trembling with **** palms.

"See off!" Feng Yege's thin lips pressed into a cold line slowly spit out two cold words, with no room for maneuver.

Hearing the indifference in his words, Princess Zhaoxia couldn't help stepping forward and crying: "Brother Ye, let Yiren take a look at your hands first? Brother Ye, Yiren really didn't mean it..." /

The rest of the words stopped abruptly in Feng Yege's indifferent sight.

Turning around, crying and ran away without waiting for the butler to come forward.

The cry is getting farther and farther, but the whole Xiaozhuli is still silent, Lou Qingwu stared at the figure blocking her eyes, tall and long, almost shielding her whole person under the protective layer, but in front The smell of blood still made her frown. She moved a little stupid step and walked around Feng Yege. Even though she thought he would be injured, she was still stunned when she saw the **** palms. , Something flashed by in the originally extremely indifferent Mouren.

The air pressure in Feng Yege's body is still very low, and the housekeeper dared not move. Lou Qingwu stepped forward and reminded: "Go and get your prince's medicine box first!"

"Ah, yes!"

Only then did the butler reacted, and immediately returned to the room, and soon brought a medicine box and a basin of water.

Feng Yege looked down at her, but didn't move.

Lou Qingwu sighed inexplicably, pulled the corner of his clothes to the side of the stone table, let him sit on a chair, first cleaned up the wound with clean water, and then took the wound medicine for him. Carefully fell on the wound, and finally bandaged him with a clean veil. Finally, after thinking about it, he looked up at him and tied a naive bow.

When Feng Yege's cold eyes saw the bow, the coldness in his eyes dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally squinted, with extremely bright light flowing under his eyes.

He raised his hand and looked at it several times before looking at the woman who stood silently in front of him: "Did you scare you?"

Lou Qingwu looked up at him and shook his head: "No."

Feng Yege was in a very good mood and looked at her more: "It's rare, you still remember it."

The corner of Lou Qingwu's mouth also raised almost imperceptibly: "The courtier was six years old at that time, so I have something to remember."

"It's still naive." Despite that, I couldn't help but touch the bow a few more times.

Lou Qingwu raised her eyebrows, "Resolve it, the courtier will bandage the prince again."

"No need." Feng Yege glanced at her, quickly withdrew her hand, raised her cold eyebrows and refused. The next moment, I wonder if Lou Qingwu will really untie it, or something else, she stood up. With the injured one hand behind him, his handsome face was slightly raised, and his former Qinggui Junya was restored. "The King of Humanity has already healed you. If you follow this prescription for half a month, it should be no problem. Of course, don’t Forgot our agreement."

Lou Qingwu glanced at the man who had obviously changed the subject, and didn't point to a break, nodded, knowing that the promise he was talking about was a two-day handmaid, "The courtier remembers, in half a month, he will naturally come to the door in person."

When Feng Yege heard the word "in person", the light in his eyes gradually increased, and finally it was fleeting: "...very good."