Young Master Feng paused, looking a little angry: "Princess, my name is Feng Yin."
Xiao Li raised his hand: "I bumped into something, can you give me a hand?"
The young master hesitated for a moment, then reached out with restraint: "I'm sorry."
He avoided her hand, grasped her clothed arm, and pulled her up straight with force.
As soon as Xiao Li stood firm, he immediately withdrew his hand.
"It's getting late, Princess, please return home quickly. The streets are not safe."
Sincere advice, not at all curious about why Xiao Li appeared here so late.
Xiao Li looked at his obedient baby face. Who between them was more dangerous?
Xiao Li reached out and held his hand, with naked teasing in his eyes: "I'm injured, why don't you give me a ride?"
Feng Yin jumped back as if he had been electrocuted, but Xiao Li didn't stand firmly and was pulled over by him, hitting his shoulder directly.
"Hiss! If the young master doesn't want to, then forget it. Why are you getting so angry?"
"I...you you you..."
The poor kid was so scared that he stuttered.
Seeing him look so stupid, Xiao Li wanted to laugh, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Anger filled my heart and my blood rushed up.
Fortunately, she turned in time and did not spit the blood on Feng Yin.
He raised his hand and wiped it: "Sorry, I scared you."
Feng Yin's pupils were trembling: "Don't talk anymore, you're vomiting blood... I, doctor... I'll take you back to see the doctor right away. Where are the princess's attendants?"
Xiao Li hesitated for a moment and said, "No, just... me."
As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and then fell straight forward.
Before she fell into coma, she vaguely smelled a faint scent, a mixture of book fragrance and sweetness, which was very pleasant.
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