"No!"
Li Zhige suddenly rushed in from the inner room.
Seeing that the long sword was about to pierce Xuanyuan Youchen's tall and straight body, her clear eyes were extremely deep, she stepped forward quickly and suddenly blocked him. .
Wu Shan took a breath of air and saw that the sword was about to pierce Li Zhige's chest, but he could no longer hold back the sword and had to lean to the right.
Unfortunately, the speed was too fast and the time was too short.
The sword as cold as frost penetrated straight into her right rib.
Li Zhige suddenly fell to the ground, and pain surged in his right rib.
"Ah mother" Wu Shan was shocked, with a heavy pain in his black eyes, and bent down to help Li Zhige.
"Wu Shan, calm down, don't let hatred go to your head," Li Zhige endured the severe pain and said softly.
The blood flowed down her bare hand covering the wound, cold and dripping to the ground.
Wu Shan nodded in astonishment.
At this moment, a white shadow flew over like the wind.
At lightning speed, he leaned down and picked up Li Zhige from Wu Shan's arms.
"Your eyes have been blinded by hatred."
Xuanyuan Youchen said lightly, and his emotions could not be heard in his deep voice.
He picked up Li Zhige, quickly returned to the room, and gently placed Li Zhige on the bed.
Xuanyuan Youchen frowned, stretched out his fingers to point at the acupuncture points around Li Zhige's wound, "Military doctor" Xue Shiren hurriedly entered the house.
Even Zixiao and Tieniu, who were fighting vigorously, stopped, and a group of people instantly surrounded the house.
"Your Majesty, take off her clothes quickly."
Xue Shiren poured all the bottles of medicine in the medicine box onto a piece of tissue paper and was probably dispensing the medicine.
Xuanyuan Youchen leaned over, a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in his deep black eyes, and he reached out to peel off her coat.
Since it was winter, he was wearing a lot of clothes.
When he took off his clothes and hat, three thousand black hairs immediately hung down, making Li Zhige's dark hair and blood-stained face look even paler.
He carefully took off her coat, coat, and tunic, all of which were taken off for her, for fear of touching the wound on her right rib, so his movements were extremely gentle.
Li Zhige looked much weaker after taking off his coat and wearing a white robe.
Xuanyuan Youchen stared at the wound on her right rib that was still bleeding, and narrowed his black eyes slightly.
He raised his hand to uncover Li Zhige's shirt.
"Farewell" Li Zhige said weakly.
"Why, you're already like this, are you still afraid of me seeing it?"
Xuanyuan Youchen curled his lips and smiled, looking quite rogue.
Last time I had a fever and I took off all his clothes, so this time I treated him as if I had paid him back.
This is really a cycle of cause and effect.
Li Zhige weakly opened her pale lips and whispered, "Be gentle, it's very painful."
Xuanyuan Youchen carefully opened her close-fitting white clothes, revealing her slender white waist.
Feng's eyes narrowed, and their eyes suddenly became dark as if they had been burned.
With a slight pause of his fingers, he moved up along her slender waist and uncovered her clothes.
The blood-stained wound appeared in front of his eyes.
Xuanyuan Youchen's eyes shrank and he felt a sudden pain in his heart.
He stared at it and sighed silently, his deep black eyes showing touching emotions.
Xue Shiren took the prepared gold medicine, applied it carefully to her, and carefully bandaged her wound.
He looked helplessly at Li Zhige, who was weak and pale at the moment.
He hesitated to speak.
He was tired after a day and a night and was hit by a sword.
Is this life-threatening?
"Little Junior Sister, you must have a good rest," he finally couldn't help but said, looking away from the worried expressions of others, he slowly walked away.
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"Old madam, what's going on?"
Shao Hui, who was standing there holding two empty bowls, was stunned for a moment.
"Wu Shan, are you crazy?"
Zi Xiao stepped forward angrily and hit his solid chest, "We worked hard to rescue your grandfather, but you actually wanted to kill the Lord in revenge.
You simply don't know the difference between right and wrong."
"Brother, what's going on?
Tell me."
Tieniu was also anxious.
He was fighting fiercely with Zixiao just now, but now the old lady was stabbed by him.
Monk Zhang Er was really confused.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Shao Hui couldn't help but ask, weren't you fine just now?
Listening to Zi Xiao's words, it should mean that the eldest brother wanted to kill Xuanyuan Youchen, but ended up hurting the old lady, but why?
"Because he is my enemy."
Wu Shan's deep voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was suffering from some heart-piercing torture.
His black eyes were slightly dim, but the anger of revenge had not dissipated.
"Wu Shan, you coward."
Zi Xiao suddenly swung out the long sword in his hand, pointing sharply at Wu Shan's chest, furious, "Back then, when everyone in your family was being slaughtered, you were greedy for life and afraid of death; now, your grandfather wants to You were unable to save him when he was beheaded; now, you are still indistinguishable, and you can't even tell the difference between your own enemies.
It's better for you to die."
"You" Wu Shan was insulted by Zi Xiao, his right hand tightly pressed the sword on his waist, and his teeth itched with anger.
"Zixiao, stop," Xuanyuan Youchen's majestic voice came, "I am worthy of the heaven above, and worthy of the earth below.
On the contrary, it is you, you are worthy of your ancestors of the Wu family, worthy of those innocent souls who died in vain, worthy of Is that the scarred old grandfather lying here?"
His sharp, knife-like eyes made it impossible for people to look directly at him.
They were indestructible, instantly defeating all obstacles and making people's hearts fall apart.
Wu Shan lowered his head and recalled silently, "A few years ago, I once found Grandpa's lieutenant He Shouyi.
According to him, it was you Xuanyuan Youchen who forced Grandpa to surrender to the enemy and betray the country.
As a result, our Wu family was slaughtered and all the nine clans were implicated."
Suddenly He raised his head and scolded Xuanyuan Youchen: "You still dare to quibble now?"
"Humph" Xuanyuan Youchen said nothing, his eyes could not hide his coldness, and a contemptuous sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Ahem, Shan'er."
Wu Mingyuan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly said with difficulty: "This matter has nothing to do with the prince, it's He Shouyi.
Ahem."
"Grandpa" Wu Shan threw himself beside Wu Mingyuan's bed, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears.
There was a hint of comfort on Wu Mingyuan's pale face, and his white and dry lips slightly opened in an arc, "Back then, I was ordered by Marshal Xu to be the grain officer":