"Prince, Prince, how are you?"
The servant Fugui screamed.
Fugui rushed over quickly.
I saw Ouyang Mingxu standing in front of Jiang Wanyue without knowing when.
I cried with heartache.
Their young master has been motherless since childhood and is weak and sickly.
How could I withstand such torture?
"Wan, Wanyue, how are you?"
"Are you injured anywhere?"
Ouyang Mingxu's face was pale.
But he looked at Jiang Wanyue anxiously.
Seeing that the other party was intact, his expression relaxed slightly.
Jiang Wanyue's cold expression began to crack.
Her red lips were slightly parted and her eyes were blank.
The air was still filled with the smell of blood.
She couldn't help but come back to her senses.
He looked at Ouyang Mingxu in shock.
He, he actually stood in front of me without hesitation?
Meeting Jiang Wanyue's clear gaze.
Ouyang Mingxu always loses battle unconsciously.
"Does it hurt?" Jiang Wanyue looked at him with a complicated expression.
"No, it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all."
Ouyang Mingxu suddenly looked up and met Jiang Wanyue's caring expression.
He lowered his head again, his heart leaping with joy.
Oh my god, his goddess actually took the initiative to care about him.
It’s well worth it, his injury is well worth it!
Countless pink bubbles popped up in Ouyang Mingxu's heart.
He raised his arms and moved his legs.
He tried to twist his body to convey to his goddess that he was safe and sound.
However, as he twisted his body, he pulled the wound again.
"Prince, Prince, please don't move."
"Be careful of secondary tearing of the wound."
Fugui, standing by, was giving earnest advice.
He was just about to apply hemostatic medicine to his own prince.
I didn't expect that my own prince would do anything like a peacock spreading its feathers.
As a result, his hands were stained with the prince's blood.
If the master knew about this, he would definitely skin him alive.
Ouyang Mingxu was immersed in his own happy dream.
Reminded by Fugui, he subconsciously looked towards the other party.
What caught my eye was a pair of hands covered in blood.
"Fugui, you..."
Ouyang Mingxu felt dizzy.
The world is dark.
Jiang Wanyue caught him quickly, looking worried.
"Don't worry, Second Miss. My prince has been afraid of blood since he was a child."
Fugui quickly withdrew his hand and explained awkwardly.
It's over. The opportunity that my own prince had created with great difficulty...
[Haha, my second brother-in-law is so cute]
[He is really innocent and cute, sweet, I love this second brother-in-law so much]
Jiang Tiantian was crazy about the couple.
"Bang!" Jiang Xinlan's side.
As soon as the whip came at her, she grabbed one end.
He secretly used his internal force and the whip flew back.
There was a loud "bang" and dust flew all over the sky.
If it weren't for the fact that she was a royal princess.
Jiang Xinlan really wanted to destroy her arrogant face.
"You, you guys!" Murong Xue was angry.
Seeing Ouyang Mingxu standing in front of Jiang Wanyue.
Jealousy and resentment filled her heart again.
"Alright! Since you're all so eager, then just go and die!"
Murong Xue's eyes were bloodshot.
His eyes fell on Jiang Tiantian in Jiang Yuyao's arms.
"Jiang Wanyue, I want to see, your little sister who was born not long ago is dead."
"How beautiful would that expression be on that icy face of yours?"
Murong Xue thought viciously in her heart.
The whip in his hand suddenly changed direction.
With lightning speed, he rushed towards Jiang Yuyao and Jiang Tiantian in her arms...
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