Long Qianyi's impulsive emotions gradually calmed down. He stared at the woman in his arms, and finally nodded obediently. She was his princess, and what she said was nothing wrong. This little episode... let it
Becoming an eternal secret is treasured in his heart.
After entering the city, Long Qianyi not only prepared a crutch for Mo Xi, but also called a carriage to take them back to the house. In this way, Mo Xi could walk a short distance from the alley to the royal palace.
It's a long way, but for her injured, it's undoubtedly a long time.
When the carriage Mo Xi was riding stopped at the door, before the person got off the carriage, he heard the nervous voice of the guards from outside: "Prince, a carriage is coming. I wonder if the princess is back?"
Mo Xi did not return that night, and Li Li's mansion was so anxious that he jumped up and down. The prince's hot temper seemed to kill people at any time, which made everyone feel in danger and frightened.
When Mo Xi and Hong Ling got out of the carriage and the coachman was about to leave, Long Tianjue's cold and cold voice came: "Stop it for me--"
The carriage was so scared that it shivered. This place was the famous Li Palace. Although he had never seen any big shots, he knew that the man in front of him, who was like a god, was probably the legendary one.
King Li.
Mo Xi glanced coldly at Long Qianjue and said lightly: "What are you going to do with the coachman who has not returned overnight?"
As soon as Mo Xi said, the coachman frightened him into a cold sweat. It turned out that the black-faced man like the King of Hell in front of him was really the famous King Li, which scared him so much that he fell to the ground.
: "Li Wang, please spare my life. The youngest one is just a cart puller. I really don't know if the person who pulls... is the Crown Princess."
"You can leave as long as you answer a few questions honestly. I will never make things difficult for you, but... if you dare to say a little lies, I will let you fall to the ground on the spot." Long Qian
He had a cold face, and his gloomy expression looked like he was about to swallow someone alive.
"Yes, yes, the younger one must answer honestly. There are old people in my family and young people under..." The coachman was so scared that he was talking nonsense all over and became incoherent.
"Hong Ling, let's go in." Mo Xi said lightly, almost without looking at Long Qianjue. He took the crutch handed over by Hong Ling and walked towards the door of the mansion with difficulty. The man's face was slightly stunned, and his cold eyes were smooth.
Looking down at her feet, the blood on the skirt made his deep eyes tighten suddenly, and he grabbed Mo Xi's arm--
"Your foot is injured?" Although he did not see the injury, he should have been seriously injured based on his feelings.
"It's not time for the prince to bother, you should continue to question..." Mo Xi pulled away his hand without expressing his expression, and left without looking back. Hong Ling inadvertently touched the depth of Red Flame.
The dark eyes seemed a little worried.
Seeing Mo Xi limping at the gate, Long Qianjue's cold eyes slowly moved to the coachman's face. Now he had to ask clearly: "Where did you receive it?"
The Crown Princess? Who else is there around her?"
"Return to the King of Li, the youngest one is the princess who was carrying it outside the city gate. She... There is the girl just now, and there is also a young man who took action... It's very generous, so I'll give it to you.
"The coachman said tremblingly, and couldn't help feeling guilty. He didn't want to make the princess embarrassed, but in Dongli Kingdom, King Li is the heaven, the emperor has already made King Li the crown prince, and King Li is also the king
How dare he have any lie for the future emperor of Dongli Kingdom?
"Young Master? Are you saying... there is a man with her?" Long Qianjue's face turned darker. Not to mention this woman, she still has a man out of thin air now. Long Qian is so angry that she is so angry that she is still a man.
The huge palm clenched into a fist, and the bones clattered, which scared the coachman's body to tremble even more violently.
Chi Yan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but be happy for Mo Xi. The Crown Princess had an unhappy relationship with the prince yesterday because of Mengru's incident. Now a man appeared for no reason. There was undoubtedly a scoop of oil on the fire, and the more he burned, the more he was getting
It's prosperous.
Mo Xi and Hong Ling went straight back to Fengyayuan. Although she walked very slowly, it would probably take some time for Long Qianjue to interrogate the coachman, so he didn't rush over to raise an army so quickly.
"Hong Ling, don't close the door, so as not to be kicked out in a while." Mo Xi said lightly. Although she said yesterday that Long Qianjue should not appear in Fengyayuan again, she knew that she had not returned last night.
It is impossible for him to happen.
"Miss, let's explain to the prince..." Hong Ling had a bitter face. She felt that if the prince knew that the lady was with the fourth prince last night, she might not be angry.
"I don't want to involve the fourth prince. This will only make things worse and worse. Some things are not as simple as imagined. Hong Ling, you won't understand..." Mo Xi said lightly, and then let Hong Ling take her.
Hand her the intermittent ointment developed.
Hong Ling moved the bottles and jars to the round table according to Mo Xi's requirements, and then carefully helped Mo Xi put his injured legs on a round stool made of red sandalwood. When Mo Xi lifted her skirt and exposed the wound.
Hong Ling screamed out in a daze--
"Miss, why are you so injured?" Hong Ling didn't expect that the lady's foot injury would be so serious.
"Go and find two wooden boards and wrap them in cloth. I want to shape the bones, otherwise they will be dislocated and deformed in the long run." Mo Xiyun's calm tone was like saying something irrelevant.
Hong Ling was sobbing that she couldn't speak, so she could only look for the wooden board as the lady asked. At this moment, a familiar tall figure descended like a god and appeared in Mo Xi's inner bedroom.
He saw Mo Xi's injured ankle at a glance, and his deep eyes suddenly darkened. His originally stiff cheeks also softened in an instant. His long legs quickly took a few steps forward, and squatted down in front of Mo Xi, and his eagle eyes were even more
He stared at her wound for a moment, and a touch of imperceptible distress passed through.
"How...will be so injured? What's going on?"
Long Qianjue is not sure at this moment. If she really had an affair with a man, how could she be so injured? Or is there another secret, was she sent out of the city after being injured? He was still willing to do this before he asked clearly.