Xiao Tao rushed over to save her, but he knocked her unconscious with the scabbard of his sword.

Yun Xihe tried his best to raise his head, and when he saw that handsome and cold face, his eyes widened instantly. It was him!

The seventh prince of Dashun, the youngest brother of the current emperor, her fiancé’s biological uncle, Prince Xuan, Qin Xuanling!

Of course she recognizes him!

I heard my father Yun Lie mentioned that Qin Xuanling practiced martial arts at the age of six and was extremely brave on the battlefield. He was once named the God of War by the enemy. He was originally the favorite son of the late emperor, but later he became weak due to a strange disease and lost his title.

A chance to ascend to the throne.

Yun Xihe remembered that in his previous life, when Chu Sheng led his troops into the capital of Dashun, the Emperor of Dashun abandoned the city and fled, but King Xuan Qin Xuanling defended the city gate and was eventually pierced by thousands of arrows and died standing there!

But now that Prince Xuan was standing calmly in front of her, killing people like crazy, she felt quite sad in her heart.

The smell of blood in her nose became stronger and stronger, and Qin Xuanling seemed to be in a trance, but the hand holding her was gradually getting stronger, and the overwhelming feeling of suffocation made her step into the gate of hell again.

Yun Xihe couldn't think anymore, pulled his wrist hard, and said with difficulty: "I...my father is Yun Lie!"

She remembered that her father once blocked an arrow for Qin Xuanling on the battlefield.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this name, Qin Xuanling's violent and violent murderous intention weakened a little.

He looked straight into those cold, harmless eyes and felt that she had no ability to fight back, so he hesitantly relaxed his hold on her hand.

"Cough cough cough!"

Yun Xihe hurriedly took half a step back, covering her chest with her hands. Fresh air entered her lungs again, and she breathed heavily.

"Are you a young lady from the Yun family?" Qin Xuanling leaned on the scabbard in his hand and asked, "You come from the barren mountains and ridges, why do you appear here?"

"Xihe of the Yun family, I have met His Highness Prince Xuan." Yun Xihe finally managed to catch his breath and bowed in a panic, "The weather is nice today, so I went to Dukong Temple with my sister to offer incense."

When Qin Xuanling heard this, he looked at her with disgust and snorted: "Stupid, what's the use of praying to God and worshiping Buddha?"

After all, he is the God of War on the battlefield, and his life is earned bit by bit from the tip of the knife. He has always felt that relying on nothing is better than relying on himself.

Yun Xihe was in a hurry and had no intention of telling him: "Yes, yes, the prince is right. It is important for my daughter to be on her way, so I won't disturb the prince."

With that said, he picked up Xiaotao and continued running forward.

Qin Xuanling was noncommittal and looked at her running back. He couldn't stand still. The scabbard in his hand slipped and he slowly slid along the tree trunk to sit on the ground. He took out a bottle of golden medicine from his arms and moved with difficulty.

Started to tear apart his clothes.

After a while, Yun Xihe turned pale and returned to the original route: "Prince Xuan, why didn't you tell me that there is a cliff ahead..."

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help but take a breath.

Qin Xuanling was seriously injured. There was a sword wound that almost penetrated his waist. The blood that flowed out dyed his light-colored brocade robe red from the waist down. Despite this, it did not affect his dignity at all.

Leng Ao's peerless elegance.

He said without raising his head, "You never asked me."

Yun Xihe choked immediately, looked at him intently, and suddenly calmed down.

Her head turned quickly. Although Qin Xuanling was a bit cold and arrogant, he was brave, resourceful, honest and bloody. In his previous life, he was the only person who could compete with Chu Sheng to the end. If he could cooperate with him, not only could he

Being even more powerful on the road of revenge can also prevent the tragedy of Dashun's destruction of the country from happening again.

She suddenly felt that meeting him at this moment must be God's chance of winning for her!

She looked around and quickly pulled out a few herbs to stop the bleeding. She stepped forward to help him, but he blocked her hand.

Qin Xuanling looked like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away: "Men and women are not allowed to be intimate."

Yun Xihe broke away from him, gritted his teeth and said: "...In broad daylight, my lord, your life is almost gone! I'm not afraid of a girl, so I don't know what you are being serious about?" As he said that, he put his hand in his hand.

Rub the juice out of the herbs and apply it on his wounds."

Although she was trying to please, she was a doctor after all, and there was nothing embarrassing in her eyes.

Qin Xuanling's face finally showed a trace of doubt, "Do you know medical skills?"

Yun Xi hummed, and the movements of her hands did not stop. In her previous life, in order to save her adopted son who was infected with the disease, she knelt down thousands of miles to become a disciple of the miraculous doctor. Her knees ulcerated, and she learned the medical skill of healing the bones of the living dead. Now, bandaging a place

What is trauma?

But these couldn't be explained, so she just said casually: "I learned it from the medical girl in my house."

He injured his waist, so she had to kneel and sit on his leg to bandage it. Her fingertips were cold, and his skin felt itchy when they touched it. As they breathed and breathed, their breaths gradually became entangled.

Yun Xihe bandaged her gently and neatly, and as she got closer, she felt more and more that Qin Xuanling was really good-looking.

His skin is cold and white, his facial features are beautiful, his sword-shaped eyebrows are slightly raised, his beautiful peach blossom eyes cannot block the cold and sharp light under his eyes, his nose is high, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling, which makes people feel an inexplicable chill on the back.

Yun Xihe tried his best to calm down, "Your Majesty's injuries are all skin injuries. Once you apply medicine and bandage, you will be fine. When you return home, ask the doctor to stitch it up for you. It will heal faster this way."

And..." She said after careful consideration, "Your Majesty, although the ice can temporarily relieve the symptoms in your body, it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, so you still need to take more care of yourself."

She was just thinking about the rumors about his "strange disease" and touched his wrist while it was being bandaged.

His pulse seemed to be the same as that of ordinary people, but it was vaguely disordered, weak, restless, and floaty, which was clearly a sign of deep poisoning. On the other hand, the cold air in his body was too heavy, which was clearly the result of forced suppression.

Over time, his body will slowly wear down.

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuanling narrowed his eyes and looked at her with a bit more danger and scrutiny.

Although her words were reserved, he understood. She already knew about his poisoning. "Can you diagnose it?"

He was obviously asking calmly, but there was suddenly a sense of danger in the air.

He has indeed fallen under Xiliang's trap for many years.

He has been suffering from chest tightness and difficulty breathing all year round. When the poison occurs, he suffers from constant pain all over his body. His temperament is uncontrollable, and he falls asleep again. In the past few years, he has gradually felt that even walking is a little awkward. He has been working hard to treat it, but the poison is very strange.

Ordinary doctors can't figure it out from the pulse.

A few years ago, I finally met a knowledgeable doctor, who only said that regular soaking in an ice bucket could temporarily suppress the toxicity, but he still couldn't solve the problem.

But how could Yunxi and a rich girl who grew up in a deep house know about such a rare poison?

"Prince Xuan, please don't kill me!"

Yun Xihe could see the change in his eyes, and with quick eyes and quick hands, he raised his foot and kicked the sword he threw on the ground far away.
Chapter completed!