Demon Phoenix Evil Emperor: Killer Crazy Concubine

Chapter 75 The coquettish Ye Xieming, who escaped from death, approached Jing Yirong, and blatantly pressed a kiss on Jing Yirong's cheek, "Your smell attracts me, a demon."

"Don't touch me!" Jing Yirong looked disgusted.

Ye Xieming laughed provocatively, "Jing Yirong, you only need to move Nalan Zhijin now and you will become a dead body."

"One day I will tear off your mask and make you pay for everything you did today," Jing Yirong could only warn sharply out of helplessness.

Ye Xieming ignored Jing Yirong's warning at all, "Jing Yirong, aren't you the one who hates big talk the most? Why have you become such a person now? You can't even touch me if you want to. Not to mention tearing off my mask, unless one day I willingly take off the mask, otherwise I will never see my true face in this life."

"Your true face should make me sick." Jing Yirong said indifferently.

Ye Xieming narrowed his eyes, and his originally excited smile disappeared instantly, "Jing Yirong, you won't disgust me, you won't and you can't."

Seeing that Liu Mo's treatment process was about to end, Ye Xieming printed his lips on Jing Yirong's neck again and disappeared.

"Okay." Liu Mo ended on time.

Jing Yi looked at Liu Mo dissatisfied, "If you had finished earlier, Ye Xieming wouldn't have run away."

"If I had ended earlier, your injuries would have been worse." Liu Mo packed up his tools and said truthfully, "Your martial arts are indeed very high, but compared to Ye Xieming, they are much worse. Jing Yirong thinks To defeat Ye Xieming, you still need to practice."

Jing Yirong got out of bed and covered Nalan Zhijin with a quilt, "When will he wake up?"

"Tomorrow, he can wake up tomorrow, but his injuries are serious and he must rest. Don't let him practice martial arts in the past half a month, and don't exercise too much." Liu Mo washed the blood on his hands, "But don't worry, he is old. The recovery is also fast, and there will be no sequelae."

"I see." Jing Yirong stood up and opened the room, Nalan Zhenqi greeted him, "Master, how is tenth brother?"

"He's fine, he'll wake up tomorrow. You've all been standing all day and go back to rest." Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Qingyi, Ye Xieming's kiss inexplicably flashed in his mind, and immediately looked away unnaturally.

Nalan Qingyi stepped forward to support the pale Jing Yirong, "Are you okay? Your complexion is very bad."

"She's exhausted too much internal energy, and she's also lost a lot of blood. It's enough to cook some more chicken soup for her these days." Liu Mo walked out of the room, patted his clothes, "Nalan Zhenqi, I've fulfilled your request." It's done, I should go back."

"Senior, didn't you wait for the tenth brother to wake up? If the tenth brother encounters another situation..."

"The people I have healed don't need to go back to work again." Liu Mo interrupted Nalan Zhenqi, "Since I have saved your tenth brother Nalan Zhenqi, there will be no more accidents. Unless he is injured again, Otherwise, I can tell you with certainty that in less than a month, he will become your frisky tenth brother again."

"Thank you, senior," Nalan Zhenqi clapped his hands to compose, "In the future, if senior has anything to say, just say it, and I, Nalan Zhenqi, will definitely do my best."

Liu Mo wanted to refuse, but the ghostly Qiao Shuang'er suddenly flashed in his mind, so he didn't refuse, "You'd better remember what I said today, if I need help in the future, I will definitely not Be kind to you."

"One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to follow." Nalan Zhenqi solemnly promised.

Only then did Liu Mo nod in satisfaction, and then left the palace without even eating a meal.

Jing Yirong always felt that Liu Mo's words just now had ulterior motives, as if he felt that one day he would definitely need Zhenqi. No need.

Except for the strange way of treating Liu Mo, he is basically a genius doctor, and what he said is naturally very accurate.Nalan Zhijin woke up the next afternoon, only Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi were by his side.

Nalan Zhijin opened his eyes due to the unbearable pain in his chest, his eyelids were heavy as if covered with several layers of quilts, he opened them for a long time before slowly opening them, and then the scar on his chest was aching, Instinctively wanting to press the wound with his hand, he found that his hand was held by someone.

Lowering his eyes, Nalan Zhenqi was sleeping beside the bed. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and even had dark circles under his eyes.

Nalan Zhijin opened his mouth and let out a hoarse voice from his dry throat, "Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother."

Nalan Zhenqi felt a voice coming into his ears. At first he thought it was just his fantasy, but after listening to it, he felt it was very real. He suddenly opened his eyes, and met Nalan Zhijin's smiling eyes, his eyes without spirit Immediately there was a glow of excitement, "Brother Ten, you're awake!"

"En," Nalan Zhijin nodded lightly, "Seventh Brother, I'm so thirsty?"

"I'll help you pour tea." Nalan Zhenqi immediately got up and walked to the table, poured a glass of water for Nalan Zhijin, then carefully lifted Nalan Zhijin up for fear of touching his wound, and then carefully fed him He drank the tea.

Xiao Yan was carrying a pot of hot water into the room at this time, and she was very excited to find that Nalan Zhijin woke up, "Tenth Prince, you are awake."

"Sister Xiao Yan." After being moistened by hot water, even her voice was no longer so hoarse.

Xiao Yan put down the water immediately, "I'll call the princess to come over."

After finishing speaking, he ran out. Nalan Zhenqi hugged Nalan Zhijin in his arms, "Tenth brother, you don't know how worried we are about you. Next time, don't get hurt because of me."

After Nalan Zhenqi said it, the scene of that day gradually returned to Nalan Zhijin's mind, and the temporary blank was also filled.Nalan Zhijin raised his head and asked, "Seventh brother, did I sleep for a long time?"

"It's been almost a month." Nalan Zhenqi felt Nalan Zhijin's rising and falling chest and body temperature, a heart that had been suspended for nearly a month, and finally let go, "You really suffered a lot. The injury was so serious that even the witch doctor couldn't heal it. Later, the master took us out of the palace to find Liu Mo, a famous strange doctor in the Jianghu, and he saved you."

"I'm so hurt." Nalan Zhijin felt pain in his chest only after he woke up. Before that, he didn't feel the slightest bit.

Nalan Zhenqi nodded vigorously, "Well, you were not only seriously injured, but you also lost a lot of blood. The master gave you a lot of blood, and she still has the inner strength to continue your heart. The tenth brother , Master really cares about you, although she never said it, but she did a lot of things for you."

"I know Master cares about me, I've always known it." Nalan Zhijin laughed happily when he learned that Jing Yirong had saved himself with her blood.In the past, people said that there is only blood connection between relatives. Now that the master's blood has entered his body, does it mean that he and the master are also relatives.

The door was pushed open, and Nalan Qingyi and Jing Yirong walked into the room one after another.Nalan Qingyi stepped forward and hugged Nalan Zhijin, "Tenth brother, you finally woke up, we have been very worried about you."

"Brother Prince, your hand is too tight, it hurts me." Nalan Zhijin murmured against Nalan Qingyi's arms.

Feeling lost, Nalan Qingyi quickly withdrew her hand, scratched her head and smiled, "I'm so excited, but you'll be fine if you wake up."

"Master," Nalan Zhijin seemed to have not called these two words for a long time, and now he was a little moved when he called them.

Standing by the bed, Jing Yirong didn't get close to Nalan Zhijin, just looking at his smile again, he felt very satisfied.

Nalan Qingyi saw Jing Yirong standing still, clearly wanting to get closer but deliberately keeping a distance, even Nalan Zhijin's eager eyes became a little pitiful.Nalan Qingyi lowered his head and whispered in Nalan Zhijin's ear, "Now that you are injured, take this opportunity to act like a baby and let your master hug you for a while."

Nalan Zhijin's eyes widened, "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Nalan Qingyi smirked, "According to what I said, there is definitely nothing wrong with acting like a baby and pretending to be pitiful."

Nalan Zhijin's frail body sat up straighter, and his small mouth collapsed pitifully, "Master..."

"What's the matter?" Jing Yirong frowned, thinking that he would die anyway and didn't want to talk to him anymore, but he still couldn't bear Nalan Zhijin's miserable appearance.

"The wound hurts." Nalan Zhijin said softly while stroking his chest with one hand.

Jing Yirong sat down beside the bed, took Nalan Zhijin's hand and held it in his hand, while carefully examining Nalan Zhijin's wound, seeing the blood-stained gauze even his voice softened , "When a person wakes up, it is normal for the wound to hurt, and the wound is well bandaged, so there should be no problem."

"Yo." Nalan Zhijin took the opportunity to get close to Jing Yirong, holding Jing Yirong tightly with his soft little hands, "With Master here, everything will be fine for me."

Jing Yirong felt that Nalan Zhijin was burrowing into his arms, wanted to push him away but was afraid of hurting him, so he could only pat Nalan Zhijin on the back with his stiff hands, letting Nalan Zhijin absorb Her rare embrace.

A seven-year-old child is only supposed to enter primary school in the society thousands of years later, and will act like a baby to adults whenever he gets sick.The current Nalan Zhijin is much more sensible than those children, and he does not treat him as a child at all on weekdays, and treats him harshly.

This time he managed to escape from death, Jing Yirong was willing to soften up once, just to fulfill what Nalan Zhijin deserved as a child.

Nalan Zhijin leaned on Jing Yirong's arms with peace of mind, and gave Nalan Qingyi a thumbs up. Sure enough, the person who knows the master best is still the prince.Nalan Zhenqi also showed the most relaxed smile in this month, the tenth brother is finally fine, and it won't be long before they can return to their free lives like before.

Nalan Qingyi always had a faint smile on his lips, he was too happy to see the scene in front of him.He was even more fortunate that he was the one who knew Jing Yirong the most, and he was the one who was closest to her.