King Jing’s Mansion.

    Yan Qingxuan helped Jun Qingxuan change her clothes and froze as he looked at her out of his mind, his eyes filled with a complexity that he himself didn’t even understand.

    Raising his hand to gently caress on that little face covered with scratches, he sighed softly and turned around to take a bottle of ointment, and little by little he carefully and meticulously smeared the medicine on those wounds.

    A slight tingling sensation caused Jun Qingxuan to frown gently, opening her eyes in a daze to meet a pair of concerned eyes.

    The heart suddenly sank, and a wave of aggression surged through the heart.

    “Optimus …”

    Jun Qingxuan suddenly jumped into Yan Qingxuan’s arms and hugged him tightly, tears slipping from her eyes one by one.

    Even though she didn’t even want to cry after Ji Qiu Yue hit her just now, she could no longer suppress the aggression in her heart when she saw him.

    That one rolling soup of tears burned his heart, and Yan Qingxuan pulled over the thin quilt to wrap her whole in his arms.

    “Be careful of catching a cold.”

    The gentle voice crashed into her heart once again, Jun Qingxuan raised her tearful eyes, “Why don’t you ask what happened?”

    Yan Qingshen raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

    “I believe you.”

    A few soft words, but they caused Jun Qingxuan’s heart to quake violently.

    Staring blankly at the handsome and innocent man in front of her, her heart sinking a little, he always had such a knack for it, as if ever since she met him, she was surrounded by the net he wove, her person, her heart could no longer get out.

    Reaching up, she hooked her hand around his neck and kissed his thin lips, tracing the line of his lips a little bit with endless temptation.

    Yan Qingxuan’s breathing intensified fiercely, abruptly captured the rebellious little tongue, and attacked the city in a counter-attack.

    The kisses, growing more and more intense, were like a spark in the meadow, a sea of fire for only a moment.

    Yan Qingxuan pressed Jun Qingxuan underneath him, his hands constantly roaming over her body.

    Jun Qingxuan’s brain was in chaos, a heart beating wildly as her trembling hands went to unbutton Yan Qingxuan’s coat.

    The slightly cool sensation on his chest caused Yan Qingxuan to instantly return to his senses, reaching out to grab Jun Qingxuan’s small hand as a flash of chagrin flashed across his eyes.

    “I’m sorry you … you get an early night.”

    Yan Qingxuan said, climbing up from Jun Qingxuan’s body and turning around to get out of bed.

    “Don’t go, okay?” Not knowing where the courage came from, Jun Qingxuan hugged Yan Qingxuan, a hint of supplication in her low voice.

    The softness of his back made him feel like an electric shock, a wave of heat surging to his lower abdomen, Yan Qingxuan stiffened his body and took down the small hand on his waist.

    “Rest early.” Yan Qingxuan said, getting into his wheelchair and exiting the room.

    Jun Qingxuan looked at Yan Qingxuan’s back, aggressively hugging her knees and shrinking into a ball.

    Why?

    Why did he just refuse to touch her, he obviously felt something didn’t he?

    He wasn’t at all incontinent, nor did he not love her, but why did he just not want to touch her?

    Sitting in the cold, cool water, Yan Qingxuan’s mind kept circling around the enchanting figure underneath him just now.

    Shaking off his head, Yan Qingxuan clenched his hands into fists.

    He can’t, he can’t harm her …

    On the carriage, Yan Mor Calamity held Liang Sheng tightly in his arms.

    “Cold?”

    Yan Mor Calamity asked with concern while exercising his Xuan Qi to help her dry her clothes and hair.

    Liangsheng obediently lay down in his arms and didn’t move a muscle.

    “Sister-in-law she …”

    Thinking of the vermilion sand mole on Jun Qingxuan’s arm, Liang Sheng couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

    Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed lightly as he smoothed Liang Sheng’s hair behind his ear.

    “Sister-in-law was Yan Sheng Yuan’s fiancée before, before they got married, her father’s different surname king Jun Xie died in battle, then the Jun family’s whole family was exterminated, sister-in-law was saved by big brother, not long after, Yan Sheng Yuan withdrew from the marriage, the father originally did not agree, but then somehow agreed, Yan Sheng Yuan withdrew from the marriage and married Ji Qiujue, and sister-in-law also married big brother. ”

    Liang Sheng frowned gently, so his sister-in-law had actually gone through so much.

    The most detestable one was Yan Sheng Yuan, withdrawing from the marriage when his sister-in-law was in the most pain, and now he even came to pester her.

    “Big brother, he, loves sister-in-law, right?” Liangsheng raised his eyes and looked at Yan Mor Calamity with an expectant face.

    Looking at Liang Sheng who had a serious face, Yan Mor Calamity suddenly smiled.

    “I don’t know if sister-in-law loves big brother, but I know big brother must love sister-in-law.”

    No one knew better than him what Big Brother had given up for his sister-in-law.

    Ransom nodded.

    With big brother around, sister-in-law will be happy.

    Suddenly, several channels of Xuan Qi came towards the carriage from all directions.

    Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed as he immediately wrapped his arms around Liangsheng and flew out from the roof of the car.

    “Boom …”

    The two had just left the wagon when it was struck to pieces.

    Yan Mor Calamity looked coldly at the black-clothed assassin in front of him and was about to summon the Soul Sword, but was stopped by Liang Sheng.

    “I’ll do it.” His current physical condition was not suitable to utilize Xuan Qi at all.

    Liang Sheng said, without waiting for Yan Mor Calamity to react, he directly summoned the Purple Underworld Sword and rushed out.

    Liang Sheng’s cultivation was naturally not low, and it was easy to deal with those black-clothed assassins.

    Slowly, Yan Mor Calamity’s lifted heart, put down.

    Looking at Liang Sheng who was fluttering in front like a purple butterfly amongst the black-clothed killers, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flickered.

    She was really good, so good that it didn’t seem real to him, so good that he felt scared, scared of losing it.

    Suddenly, a sharp sword stabbed towards the back of Yan Mor Calamity’s heart, and Liang Sheng was shocked.

    “Beware of …”

    Kicked away the black-clothed assassin in front of him, Liang Sheng “whoosh” flew to Yan Mor Calamity’s body, blocking the sharp sword.

    Soon, Liang Sheng fought with the black-clothed masked man.

    Just after a few moves against each other, Liang Sheng frowned.

    The cultivation level of this black-clothed masked man was very high, much higher than the cultivation level of those killers before.

    Liangsheng raised his eyes and met a pair of familiar black eyes, his heart violently missed a beat.

    At this moment, Liangsheng forgot that he was in the middle of a battle, and in his eyes and heart and mind, there were all those black eyes with gratitude and despair.

    “Pu …” long sword through the heart.

    “Junior …”

    Yan Mor Calamity’s heart stopped beating instantly and flew forward to catch the falling Liangsheng.

    Liangsheng looked at the black-robed masked man with a sad face, his eyes filled with aggression and sorrow.

    The black-robed masked man also didn’t expect Liang Sheng to suddenly stop, and even more so, he didn’t expect his heart to ache and blame himself when he saw those sorrowful purple eyes.

    Looking at Liang Sheng, who was covered in blood, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart ached so much that he couldn’t breathe.

    Abruptly raising his hand, he viciously slashed at the black-clothed masked man, but was held tightly by Liang Sheng’s arm.

    “Don’t hurt him …”

    One sentence made the furious aura on Yan Mor Calamity’s body become even more insane.

    The black-robed masked man also frowned and looked at Liang Sheng strangely.

    Why did she defend him? Why did she give him a familiar feeling? Who the hell was she?

    Feeling Liang Sheng’s breath getting weaker and weaker, Yan Mor Calamity stopped stopping and immediately picked her up and ran wildly towards the Ghost King’s Mansion.

    “Boss, still chasing?” The few remaining black-clothed assassins asked as they climbed up from the ground and looked at the black-clothed masked man.

    The black-robed masked man watched the two men’s backs disappear into the black curtain, and for a long time leisurely said, “In the future, none of them will be allowed to hunt down these two people.”

    “But …,” the black-clad assassin frowned in disbelief.

    The black-clad masked man raised his hand, “I’ll explain at my employer’s.”

    “Xiao Si Er, bear with it, you’ll soon reach the Ghost King’s Mansion.” Yan Mor Calamity ran while heartily looking at Liang Sheng whose breath was weak.

    “Pfft …,” Ryou Sheng violently sprayed out a mouthful of blood.

    Looking at the dark blood, Yan Mor Calamity was alarmed, “You’ve been poisoned.”

    Then his eyes glanced at Liangsheng’s heart, but found that there was no black color at the edge of the wound, and quickly thought of something, his brows furrowed violently, “That tea was poisonous.”

    “Why did you go and drink that tea even though you knew it was poisoned?” Yan Mor Calamity glared at Liang Sheng with urgency and anger.

    Liang Sheng reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth, “Because I can’t dispense the antidote.”

    “So you tried the poison with your body!” Yan Mor Calamity suddenly pulled up his voice.

    At this moment, Yan Mor Calamity not only had his voice trembling, but even his heart was trembling.

    Feeling Yan Mor Calamity’s anger, Liangsheng’s eyes flashed, “I’ll be fine, have you forgotten that I’m a physician?”

    Hurriedly flying into the Ghost King’s Mansion, Yan Mor Calamity directly carried Liangsheng into the Southern Garden.

    “Jiang Yi!”

    Hearing the call, Jiang Yi hurried over.

    Seeing Liang Sheng who was covered in blood, Jiang Yi was shocked, “Wang … Wangfei, what happened to this?”

    Zisu and Baikou were also taken aback by the situation.

    “Quickly summon the Imperial Doctor.” Yan Mor Calamity carefully placed Liang Sheng on the bed and ordered without looking back.

    “Yes, yes, yes, the old slave will go now.”

    Jiang Yi came back to his senses and immediately ran out.

    Looking at Liangsheng, who had fallen into unconsciousness, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart felt like it had sunk into the abyss.

    The imperial physician arrived soon after, and after taking Liangsheng’s pulse, his face turned pale.

    “Well?”

    Looking at the imperial physician with a bad face, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart sank violently.

    Hearing the question, the Imperial Doctor’s heart trembled and he immediately knelt down.

    “I ask for the Sixth Prince’s condolences, the Princess is beyond help.”

    This ghost king is really a wife grudge, originally thought that this water three miss luck, but do not want to this only a month after the accident.

    “Fart.” Yan Mor Calamity sniffed, directly enraged, raised his foot and violently kicked at the imperial physician, “If you can’t look at it, give this king a roll.”

    The imperial physician was kicked in the face, but he didn’t dare to make any complaints and immediately ran out in ashes.

    Yan Mor Calamity sat down disheveledly on the edge of the bed, raising his hand to gently caress that pale little face.

    Nothing, nothing can happen, please …

    “Your Highness, do we still need to find an imperial physician?” Looking at the unconscious Liang Sheng, Jiang Yi was not feeling well either.

    The princess is very nice, kind, intelligent and especially very good to the king, I hope she’s okay.

    “Go to Jane’s house to find Jane Yuhang.”

    Thinking of Jian Yuhang, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes rekindled hope.

    “Yes.”

    Mentioning Spirit Moon Divine Doctor Jane Yuhang, Jiang Yi also had a hopeful look on his face.

    At this moment Liangsheng felt as if she was being swept into a huge black vortex, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get out of it, she could only sink infinitely with that black vortex.

    “A Yan …”

    The unconscious murmur reached Yan Mor Calamity’s ears, and his heart violently throbbed.

    “I am.”

    Yan Mor Calamity took Liangsheng’s hand, but found that her palm was hot.

    Mind blown, he immediately raised his hand to her forehead.

    The scalding heat caused Yan Mor Calamity to abruptly frown, “Get a basin of warm water.”

    “Yes.”

    Zisu immediately answered and soon came in with a basin of warm water.

    “All out.”

    Zisu and Baikou heard the order and immediately retreated.

    Yan Mor Calamity undid Liang Sheng’s clothes and carefully wiped her wounds, then applied medicine and bandaged the wounds.

    Just as Yan Mor Calamity was helping Liang Sheng change his clothes, a silver light flashed, and a silver-colored meatball suddenly appeared in front of Yan Mor Calamity.