"Oh!"

Ling Feng suddenly exclaimed, so frightened that Xiang Wan also became nervous, "What's wrong? Is the wound cracked? Let me take a look! Brother Ling, let me..."

Seeing her panicked look, Ling Feng pretended to be uncomfortable and huddled up against her, like a frail little wife, "I suddenly feel dizzy. Xiang, girl, please help me quickly. I feel like I'm standing on my side."

Can’t stand it any longer!”

"Ah? Didn't the princess say you're okay? How could it be so serious? The wound must have been pulled just now, and it's all my fault!" Xiang Wan said as she helped him walk to the bed, "Just wait for me.

, I’ll go find the princess and have a look!”

Just when she was about to leave, Ling Feng raised his hand and grabbed her, pulling her directly into his arms, "The princess is applying medicine to the prince, please don't go, why don't you help me!"

The warm words fell into her ears, and Xiang Wan felt a tingling sensation on her neck.

The blush on her cheeks suddenly reached the roots of her ears.

It was so hot that she didn't even dare to look at him.

Taking the ointment from Ling Feng, Xiang Wan gently lifted off the gauze for him. Shocking scars were exposed, and she realized that the injury last night was so serious. "Does it hurt?"

"Blow it and it won't hurt anymore!" Ling Feng smiled secretly, still observing her expression. He had never seen her look so shy.

Xiang Wan gave him a gentle hammer and said, "Where were you just now? You were so seriously injured, you should take good care of yourself!"

"I just went to see the prince!"

Even though the assassin escaped last night, the other party didn't get much benefit. He probably lost half his life, and he wouldn't be able to recover in ten days and a half.

But Ling Feng was not without success, at least he knew that the other party was probably from Northern Xia.

Back then, the prince of Northern Xia led his troops on an expedition. Sikong Chen used 3,000 troops to repel the enemy's 20,000 troops. In the end, in that battle, the prince of Northern Xia was seriously injured and died. The border was in dire straits and the fighting lasted for three years.

Although Bei Xia failed to take Sikong Chen's head to avenge the prince, it did not get any benefits. The border area has been in a state of anxiety. Fortunately, with Sikong Chen in charge, Bei Xia did not dare to make any big moves.

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Seeing Sikong Chen staring at the bloody cloth on the table in a daze, Chu Yunxi stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Hello? Hun'er is lost?"

Looking up at the familiar face, Sikong Chen realized that the color of the red spots on her face seemed to have faded a lot, and even the cold hair that was clearly visible before seemed to have disappeared.

The green silk hair blew against his face in the wind, and the faint fragrance of Chu Yunxi also floated into his nose.

Noticing the strange look in his eyes, Chu Yunxi thought there was something dirty on her face, so she quickly raised her hand to wipe it, "Why are you looking at me? Is there something written on my face?"

"That leather mask you put on every day is quite useful!"

"I'll reiterate, that's a facial mask!" Human skin, human skin, it sounds so oozing! "If you like it, I'll give you a few boxes!"

"I don't have such a hobby!" Sikong Chen was a little repelled by some of the things she used, and even didn't understand. "By the way, your brother has been in the military camp for two days. Do you want to go see him?"
Chapter completed!