Chapter 78 Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 14

"There is usually no doctor on duty at the training ground, so I'll take you back first," said Yuan Hao.

A voice behind him interrupted him, "Where are you going back to?"

Xiao Jintian lowered his eyes and stared at Qianzhou's hand, then looked up at Yuan Hao. His tone was calm, but it made people tremble with fear.

"Do you know each other well?"

Yuan Hao was puzzled. "What's wrong? I sent him to see a doctor. How can he be so unfamiliar?"

If you don’t know, you might think he was stealing his wife.

Yuan Hao brought two horses over and patted their backs, "Are you okay?"

Qian Zhou didn't move. He was actually in very bad condition and could barely stand. How could he have the strength to ride a horse?

Yuan Hao was also thinking about this matter. Yan Hu was very strong.

Xiao Jintian held Qian Zhou's arm and said, "Come with me."

"Where are you taking him?" Yuan Hao hurriedly caught up.

There are three carriages in the training ground, but they are usually left unused, and Yuan Hao has forgotten about them.

Xiao Jintian was pulling Qian Zhou, but not walking fast, so he ordered someone to bring the carriage over.

At this moment, a surge of blood rushed into Qianzhou's chest. He coughed suddenly, and blood foam mixed in his throat.

He didn't fall down because Xiao Jintian grabbed his arm.

Qian Zhou held onto the carriage to steady himself and broke free from Xiao Jintian's shackles.

Get into the car first.

Yuan Hao whispered to Xiao Jintian, "It seems you are quite annoying."

Xiao Jintian's face darkened. Yuan Hao made a quick decision and bowed, "Your Majesty, I will go back first."

Then he disappeared in a flash.

Xiao Jintian did not return to the open space in the training ground, but followed Qian Zhou into the carriage.

The space inside was not big, with a U-shaped long seat facing the door, and Qianzhou sat in the middle like the owner.

Xiao Jintian had no choice but to sit on the side.

The sound of wooden wheels rolling on the ground echoed repeatedly, and the dirt road back to the city was a bit bumpy. Qian Zhou closed his eyes, feeling uncomfortable and wanting to vomit.

Xiao Jintian opened the curtains, letting the light from outside in, and used it to look at Qian Zhou.

"You are so close to my deputy general. What are you thinking?"

Xiao Jintian's eyes were burning, without any restraint, as he stared straight into Qian Zhou's eyes.

Qian Zhou closed his eyelashes tightly, and after a few seconds, he said in a voice so weak that it was almost inaudible:

"I don't have any thoughts, I just think he's a nice guy, cough cough..."

"Really?" Xiao Jintian's voice sank.

"When you were the target, you deliberately gave him the first prize, and then you let him hit you with an arrow to save him. Yuan Hao is my deputy general. What do you think you can achieve with your tricks?"

Xiao Jintian turned sideways, his tall body blocking half of the light and trapping Qian Zhou in the shadows.

"Or do you think I can't see it? Can't I see that you're calculating every step of the way, your mind is so deep, and your schemes and tricks are more numerous than the needles in a woman's embroidery box? You actually want to drag my deputy general into this?"

Xiao Jintian pressed forward, pressing against Qianzhou's chin and gripping his throat with his fingertips.

"You acted well enough..."

"But don't forget that you are now a prisoner captured by me, Xiao Jintian."

Xiao Jintian said viciously, "There's not even a haystack in the prison cells in Beili Capital. You'd better behave yourself."

Qian Zhou coughed even more violently, his eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he wanted to push Xiao Jintian away.

But his hands were weak and his body was suppressed so that he couldn't move.

Qianzhou turned his head, his neck tensed to the extreme, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood flowing out from under the Shura mask wet Xiao Jintian's fingers, and the warm touch made Xiao Jintian's heart tremble.

Immediately, Qian Zhou was released.

But Qianzhou's body was shaking, and he fell forward weakly, like a dead leaf about to fall.

Xiao Jintian reached out to catch it, and Qianzhou's body collapsed weakly in his arms.

His mouth, nose, and shoulders were covered in blood, and he could no longer hold on.

"you......"

Xiao Jintian stopped talking.

He wanted to reach out and smell the breath, but touched the cold Shura mask.

Xiao Jintian lowered his eyes to look at Qianzhou's face, his fingers moving inch by inch until they gently rested on the edge of the mask.

The mask felt hard and cold, and his fingers could clearly feel its thickness. Xiao Jintian pinched the Shura mask.

Then--

Very slowly, slowly uncover it a little bit.

Thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly, and Qian Zhou's stunning movements when he attacked kept appearing in his mind.

A light kick from his long legs was powerful, and his moves were strange and unpredictable, a style never seen before.

Yuan Hao's involuntary curse also echoed in his ears, and Xiao Jintian's gaze moved little by little.

It fell on Qianzhou's waist.

Yuan Hao said he has a strong waist...

Xiao Jintian seemed to be bewitched, and countless thoughts finally turned into an urge to take off the Shura mask.

But isn't this taking advantage of someone's misfortune?

Xiao Jintian, the dignified Wolf King of Beili, actually took advantage of someone's serious injury and fainting to spy on the romance hidden under the mask.

He could resist the temptation of profit, endure the pain as huge as mountains and seas, and he could control everything in the world as usual.

But now, just a small Shura mask made him hesitate.

Picking or not picking is a very small matter.

It's just a trivial matter and doesn't affect anything.

With such a secret thought in mind, Xiao Jintian slowly raised his hand.

From chin to lips, his gaze moved up inch by inch until Qian Zhou's appearance was completely imprinted in his mind.

Surprisingly...it's very beautiful.

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A face that is destined to attract Xiao Jintian.

Maybe it can't be described simply as beautiful, but Xiao Jintian couldn't think of any other words.

But he was too pale, with blood on the corners of his mouth and chin, and he was as weak as a piece of gauze that could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Xiao Jintian's breathing slowed down. This man was clearly a man, but he was like a porcelain pot that broke at the slightest touch.

He didn't expect that a few words could make someone like this.

It was fine just now.

Xiao Jintian put the mask back on him. Qian Zhou's long hair fell between his fingers, feeling a little slippery and like some furry animal.

Her body clung to him as if it had no bones, but Qianzhou was dizzy and unconscious.

Xiao Jintian frowned slightly.

The carriage was shaking and bumping. Xiao Jintian wanted to put the person down, but he saw the stool on the ground being knocked back and forth, and he didn't let go for a long time.

Just a few words and he became like this. What's more, he needs to kowtow a few more times.

People from the Central Plains should train their bodies more. It's just an arrow wound, a punch shouldn't be that serious...

Xiao Jintian's expression froze.

Perhaps it wasn't a problem with Qianzhou's physique, but rather that Qianzhou didn't have the time to properly recover after being hit by the arrow.

Especially after being shot by an arrow, he was thrown into the cell for a whole night. The next day, he was bandaged and rushed back to the capital after a tiring journey.

I had a fever and a cold, and right after I woke up he sent me to the kitchen to mess around.

Xiao Jintian curled his fingers slightly, suddenly realizing that he was not good to him either.

He bullied the man thoroughly from the beginning. The arrow wound, infection, fever, and cold were all related to him.

Xiao Jintian didn't give him charcoal to burn and deliberately tormented him.

How would you evaluate someone who takes advantage of a fever and forces him to fight with you?

She is ugly, has low self-esteem, cooks awful food, and repays kindness with enmity?

“…”

Xiao Jintian touched the place where his chin was bruised.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the person in his arms move, and his hand raised in the air froze.