Qingyi's voice came from behind, and there was nothing strange in the tone. If it weren't for Qingyi's tense body and heavy breathing just now, maybe even Xiaohu would have been fooled.
Little did they know, how sensitive the little fox was to smells.
Xiaohu's eyelashes cast a slight shadow on her cheeks. She twitched her lips and asked, "Xie, when did you come to the Prince's Mansion?"
Yu Wuxie felt sour in her heart because of the little fox's action of throwing away his hand. A kind of empty loss swept through every cell in him. When the little fox called his name, he didn't look at those evil red phoenix eyes.
Xiao Hu seemed to have a hint of anger, "Three days ago!"
Xiaohu didn't care and nodded lightly, "Where have you been before this?"
Yu Wuxie was stunned, then looked up at Xiaohu's calm face, "Before, I was waiting for news about you and Luo Li at the inn!"
The little fox stood up from Qingyi's arms and stood close to Yu Wuxie's eyes, eyes to eyes and nose to nose. The fiery red clothes painted the little fox's face with a faint red light.
"Xie, do you know that I hate people lying to me the most?"
Xiaohu's breath sprayed on Yu Wuxie's face, and the sharpness in his tone made Yu Wuxie's body tremble, "I...!"
"You didn't lie to me?"
A rhetorical question caused Yu Wuxie's words to get stuck in his throat. Xiaohu didn't know what he was so angry about.
Did Yu Wuxie, who had always been charming and unruly, suddenly call herself the 'little princess'? Or did they not tell her that there was a problem between them?
To put it bluntly, the little fox monster is actually himself.
"actually……!"
"No need to say it!"
The little fox stopped Yu Wuxie from opening her mouth with a loud bang. It was obvious that Xiaohu was in a very unhappy mood. The loud bang made Yu Wuxie jump, and even Qing Yi was startled.
Ever since they met Xiaohu, they had never been scolded so loudly. Innocuous jokes often appeared among the few of them. Their relationship was not that of master and servant, but one of guardian and being protected, mixed with friendship.
, family affection, even... that kind of feeling.
This cold sound showed that Xiaohu was really angry now.
Xiaohu's eyes were on Qingyi. Not only that, but as soon as Qingyi came into contact with Xiaohu's eyes, his eyes moved away. He didn't dare to look directly. It was too powerful.
The little fox snorted softly and looked at Xuan Lingjiu again. This person was the most stubborn, dull, and couldn't tell lies.
"Eagle, where is Ye Xi?"
The Xuanling Vulture was stunned for a moment, and three seconds passed before it let out an ah-oh sound. That 'vulture' cry was from him, and it didn't react for a while.
"That guy...!"
…
"Shut up……!"
"Shut up!……!"
As soon as Xuan Lingjiu opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Yu Wuxie and Qing Yi scolding him.
Even Qing Yi, who had always been taciturn and indifferent to everything, spoke. Xiao Hu took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and poured out his anger.
"explain!"
One word almost exhausted all his strength, but the little fox didn't even take a breath.
The room fell into silence again.
Xiaohu bit his lip, didn't you say yes? He turned around, and the speed of close combat was immediately revealed. Xiaohu grabbed Qingyi's arm and lifted up the blue brocade robe...
The white lining was obviously stained with blood...
"Little Princess!"
Qing Yi shouted anxiously but could not stop Xiao Hu's movements. That move was just right. Although Xiao Hu was weak, he was not unable to restrain the chicken. In addition, Qing Yi did not dare to struggle too much and could only watch.
He exposed his wounds in front of Xiaohu's eyes.
The little fox breathed heavily, and his slender fingers trembled slightly as he lifted up Qingyi's clothes bit by bit. The intricate wounds were of different sizes, not deep but not shallow, not too many but not too little either.
The interlaced, dark red blood has dried up. Apparently it was simply treated, and gray medicine was applied on it.
Normally, the little fox would have asked sternly, "Who did it?" Then the person would just wait to buy a coffin and die.
But at this time, Xiaohu didn't say a word except for his slightly heavier breathing.
What could she say?
These intricately intertwined scars are not whip marks or knife marks, but wind blades...
Qing Yi's martial arts is not low, even half of Luo Li's martial arts comes from him. Who can hurt him! Such scars have already betrayed a person...
Ye Xi...
That cold and handsome man with Qing Yuexiao.
When only familiar people attack, there is no way to attack except defense. And no one knows how powerful Qing Yuexiao's wind blade is better than Xiaohu.
My mind was extremely confused for a moment.
Xiaohu's fists were clenched, and he looked at Yu Wuxie with a sharp look. The red skirt was pulled up by Xiaohu roughly, "Let me take a look!"
"Little thing...I'm fine...!"
Yu Wuxie stepped back and tried to avoid the hand stretched out by the little fox, but unexpectedly, the little fox stubbornly grabbed his collar.
As expected, Ruyu's skin also has several scars, but they are much lighter than Qingyi's. "Qingyi is more powerful, that guy has to rush up and ask for explanation...!"
Xiaohu stopped Yu Wuxie's low tone, and the little thing finally called back. Xiaohu felt that his throat was on fire and he couldn't speak, "What happened? Why are you even hurt?"
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There was a slight tremor in Xiaohu's voice. Xiaohu would not believe that Ye Xi did it. She would rather believe that Qingyuexiao fell into the hands of others.
"Little one, don't be sad, I always feel weird about this matter!"
Yu Wuxie hugged the little fox, as if to give her strength.
The little fox said nothing and turned to look at Xuanlingjiu. Xuanlingjiu immediately said, "I'm not injured! The most serious one is Qingyi!"
"Qingyi, go down and take care of your injuries. Let Xie tell me what happened! You don't need to be with me here!"
Qingyi's wound looked careless at first glance. Xiaohu was worried that his wound would be infected, so he let Qingyi go ahead. This injured body had never rested because he hadn't woken up, and the world would be unable to bear it.
Qingyi seemed a little reluctant, but could not refute Xiaohu, and retreated with Xuan Lingjiu.
Only Xiaohu and Yu Wuxie were left in the room. Xiaohu pulled him to the soft couch, "What happened?"
Yu Wuxie saw the firm look in Xiaohu's eyes, as if he wanted to know the whole story. He knew that this matter could not be hidden from her, so he took a deep breath and said, "The injury was left by Ye Xi, and the current Yan Jinghong is Ye Xi."