Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 25: It belongs to me, take it back
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Ziling limped and panicked, rushing to help Ye Qingluo, stumbled and tripped over the threshold.
She stretched out her hand, desperately trying to lift Ye Qingluo, the clear eyes of Shuiling were full of worries.
Ye Qingluo waved her hand, the more Zi Ling shook her, the more painful her injured hand.
She gasped heavily, enduring the pain and said: "You leave me alone, I just sit down."
Ziling touched the blood oozing from Ye Qingluo's shoulders, and knelt on the ground in a panic: "Miss, are the people like Miss Fourth bullying you again?"
The blood in his hands made Zi Ling terrified.
No wonder the lady's face is so pale and weak.
"The Fourth Miss and the others are deceiving too much! Ling'er will go to tell the lord and tell all the crimes of the Fourth Miss and the others!" Zi Ling's little cheeks flushed red, and she got up from the ground and was about to leave.
"Come back!" Ye Qingluo gave a cold voice.
Ziling stopped immediately.
I was frightened by Ye Qingluo's scolding.
She has never heard her own lady speak in such a cold voice.
As soon as Zi Ling turned around, he realized that Ye Qingluo's expression was no longer the timidity of the past.
Ye Qingluo's gleaming eyes, turning around, the light was so bright that it was impossible to look away.
"Little, Miss..."
For a while, Zi Ling felt that her young lady looked like a snow lotus blooming alone on a snow-capped mountain, her temperament was so enchanting and enchanting.
"No need to go, give me a pot of hot water, and prepare a pair of scissors and a few clean cloths!"
"Miss! Don't be patient anymore!" Zi Ling looked at Ye Qingluo distressedly, clenching her small fist tightly, "You are the prostitute of the Ye family and the young master of the Sanquan Sect, how can you Let the young ladies in other rooms bully!"
Ye Qingluo slowly supported the injured shoulder, and sneered at himself: "My injury is the injury of the so-called suzerain..."
Ziling's eyes widened in disbelief.
"The prostitute of the Ye family, the young master of the Sanquan Sect...I will take back the things that belong to me bit by bit."
The smile at the corner of Ye Qing's mouth gradually turned cold, and her charming eyes shone with a bloodthirsty chill, which made people shudder.
Ziling's breathing was stagnant, and the hairs on her body stood upright.
"Ling'er will prepare hot water scissors for the young lady!" As she said, she picked up the overturned iron basin on the ground and limped towards the kitchen.
Ye Qingluo recovered a bit of strength and climbed onto the bed.
Ziling boil the water, bring scissors and clean cloth strips.
With the help of Zi Ling, Ye Qingluo untied his clothes, revealing half of his fragrant shoulders.
I saw the shoulders extend below the arms, and a hideous wound was very conspicuous, with blood pouring out.
Ziling screamed with fright, her hands shaking.
Looking at the terrible wound on his shoulder, Ye Qing's eyes grew colder and colder.
Ye Tian Kuang was really determined and wanted her life.
Since she hates her so much, why has his mother died of illness for so many years, yet he hasn't promoted the second lady to the eldest lady?
Not only did she retain her status as a prostitute, but she also retained her status as the heir to the Three Springs Sect.
It's weird...
Ye Qingluo grabbed all thoughts: "Scissors!"
Ziling passed the red-hot scissors blankly.
Ye Qingluo gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain, handling his wounds neatly with his hands and feet.
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After the wound was bandaged, Ye Qingluo lay on the bed, sweating all over her head.
"Miss, would you like some porridge?" Zi Ling picked up the dark thing on the side, and sent it to Ye Qing's lips.
A weird smell was extremely pungent, and Ye Qing curled his eyebrows: "What is this?"
Zi Ling bit her lip and hung her head guiltily: "I'm sorry...Ling'er is useless, Ling'er failed to get fresh rice..."