Leng Wushuang held Ning Si's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll take a look first."

Glung Wushuang glanced at his chest and was stunned, "This grandson actually shed so much blood..."

Looking at Mo Ying entering the door again, Leng Wushuang knew in her heart.

"It seems that the elder brother was so angry that he was stabbed. It was a blessing to save his life!"

"Although his pulse is weak, it is quite strong, you don't have to worry..."

Such words made Ning think of someone - Sun Ao, the fairy in white who is not as good as the world.

"I don't know how he is doing... If he were here, he would probably have just two injections to open his eyes and jump around..."

Leng Wushuang's anger was washed away without a trace by Ning Si's worried expression.

"Don't he cherishes his life the most? Why don't he know how to stop the bleeding from himself? It seems that the future king has even used a trick of bitterness!"

Leng Wushuang's sarcasm made Ning Si frown.

"But...but he really won't die after he left so much blood?"

"Are you that worried?"

"Uh...oh, no, I think if he dies, I will prepare the chrysanthemums in advance and it will be a waste of time to meet each other!"

Leng Wushuang's face finally smiled, "It's a waste of money to send chrysanthemums, just a piece of yellow paper."

"Yellow paper? Yellow straw paper?"

"puff……"

Li Yansui closed his eyes but his mind was extremely clear.

"This woman is really! She actually discussed with another man how to send a funeral ceremony. It's so outrageous!"

Li Yan suppressed his anger and slowly opened his eyes, just like a wounded little beast.

"Ning'er, I...my chest hurts..."

His eyes were filled with water, and Ning Si felt soft. Li Yan was overjoyed and thought Ning Si would comfort him!

"It hurts? Will it be fatal? Do you like nanmu coffins or camphor wood coffins? While you are still awake, tell me quickly that I can let Liu Hao go and buy them, so that you don't have a house underground and quarrel with me every day!"

Li Yan's face was full of darkness...

His big hands were clawed and attacked his chest...

"Ning'er, do you just hope I die?"

Looking at the cunning in Li Yan's eyes, Ning Si cursed inwardly: "Your grandma's, it's really a trick to give me..."

"You scratch, you'll be counted on the ball when you scratch it to death! Everyone opens their eyes and looks at it. Li Yan's death today has nothing to do with me. If it is spread to the world in the future, I hope you will testify for me. It is Li Yan's death that he is tired of the world!"

"Ning'er...you...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

"What do I do? It's a great gift for me to set up a coffin for you. You still want me to erect a monument for you!"

“…”

“…”

"Princess Zhaoyang, so powerful!"

"The prince ate ashes again..."

"Mo Ying took away everyone's eyes, pulled Ning Si and flew out the door.

"Ying, where are you going to take me?"

Mo Ying was desolate, "Ying? Isn't it my husband?"

"I...I..."

"No need to say it, I know what you want. I don't care about those things, I really don't care!"
Chapter completed!