Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

Ye Fengci chased after Xie Jingshu not far away, but it was very difficult to catch up with someone who wanted to hide. He knelt in the woods and cried bitterly.

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please don't blame me."

His cries echoed in the woods. There was no one around. The fire poison relapsed and his heart was stabbed. The man in black always took advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, but he couldn't find him.

"Cough——" Xie Jingshu was choked by the surging blood again. He was afraid of scaring Mu Qinghan, so he used all his strength to suppress the dragon's tail. At this time, all his strength was put on the dragon's tail.

Mu Qinghan took a glass of water and said, "Master, take a sip."

He helped Xie Jingshu lean against him. Xie Jingshu kept sliding down, so he drank a mouthful of water and started coughing violently.

"Master!"

"Don't scream, you're not dead, put the water here, I'll drink it myself, you go."

This was really too cowardly. Xie Jingshu really didn't want to rely on others like this. Mu Qinghan walked out obediently. Because of the rabbit,

Only foxes will be punished by God. Thinking of this, Xie Jingshu couldn't help but punched the ground hard, coughed up blood and fainted.

When he woke up again, Xie Jingshu had a little more strength, "Mu Qinghan, you... come here..."

"Master, I'm here,"

"You go back to Yueyun Mountain first, I will come later." "But Master, you are like this,"

Mu Qinghan was worried, and Xie Jingshu said it again in a very firm tone. Mu Qinghan was afraid that Xie Jingshu would get angry again, so he didn't try to provoke him anymore and left the cave alone.

Xie Jingshu walked out holding onto the mountain wall. When he reached the cave entrance, he transformed back into a dragon and flew towards the dragon clan. Blood was still flowing from his chest.

In Longcheng, the dragon soldiers guarding the gate saw Xie Jingshu covered in wounds again, "Your Highness,

Xie Jingshu said, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious," and added,

"Don't let anyone in." "Yes, Your Highness." Two dragon soldiers helped Xie Jingshu back to the bedroom, one on each side.

Ming Xinli was fiddling with an Epiphyllum at the door when he suddenly heard a noise coming from behind.

He turned around and said, "Your Highness." Xie Jingshu no longer had the energy to agree to him. He just glanced at him indifferently.

Ming Xinli saw Xie Jingshu's red eyes from crying and the blood that was still flowing from his body. "You, why did you get yourself like this again?"

He rushed over, dismissed the dragon soldiers, and directly picked up Xie Jingshu horizontally. Xie Jingshu had lost too much blood and didn't even have the strength to struggle, "You... let go..."

"Your Highness, who bullied you again? Tell me,"

Xie Jingshu didn't listen at all and just kept crying. As soon as the tears in her eyes fell, new tears gathered.

"You all lied to me,"

Ming Xinli carefully placed Xie Jingshu on the white jade couch. Xie Jingshu's injuries were so severe that his dragon tail appeared, and the dragon tail was burned pink by the fire poison.

Ming Xinli wiped the blood off Xie Jingshu's body and said, "Your Highness, I'll go get the dragon doctor."

Xie Jingshu closed his eyes and pulled Ming Xinli's hand, "Don't bother... Doctor Long... anymore. Do you think... I look like someone who can... live for long?"

Ming Xinli suddenly lost his composure, "Pfft, ptff, ptff, what are you talking about, Your Highness? It's just a fire poison, why are you talking about something else?"

Xie Jingshu touched his chest, "The fire poison... is here, I will... dig it... out."

After saying this, he fainted. I could vaguely see the terrible wound on his heart.

There were pieces of ice left. "Your Highness, why do you keep doing things that hurt yourself? Why can't you cherish such a beautiful dragon body?"

Ming Xinli touched his dragon's tail as he spoke, stroking the long scales, flat scales, and then the round scales. When he touched the round scales, the dragon's tail shook uncontrollably.

"Your Highness's place is really small. If you accidentally break into it, Your Highness will cry out in pain."

He couldn't let go of the ice dragon's tail. This was the only ice dragon in ten thousand years and was the best in the three realms.

"Cough cough——" Xie Jingshu started coughing, spewing blood. He asked Long Bing to call for a dragon doctor. When the dragon doctor entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Seeing half of the white jade couch stained red, the medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground.

"How could His Highness be so badly injured again?" If you ask which two positions in the Dragon Clan are the busiest, they are probably the Dragon Doctor and the craftsmen in the Clothing Department.

Every injury gave Doctor Long a headache, as every time it was accurate and fatal.

Ming Xinli shrugged helplessly, "I'd be surprised if Your Highness came back without getting hurt every time."

Doctor Long felt his spiritual veins and sighed, "Your Highness has lost too much blood, is overly fatigued, is depressed, and has a surge of spiritual power. In addition, in my opinion, Your Highness is..."

Doctor Long repeatedly checked the wound on Xie Jingshu's chest, and found that the broken pieces of black ice were still there.

"Your Highness, what is this? Why are you so hesitant, old dragon?"

"Your Highness, this is self-harm,"

Ming Xinli was originally leaning on the table. After hearing this, he almost jumped up. "Self-harm? Who would hurt themselves like this for no reason? I think you, Old Dragon, are also confused."

Doctor Long took out a piece of black ice and said, "Look, there is black ice in your wound. Only people with extremely cold bodies like yours can use black ice as a weapon. Also,

When he mobilized the spiritual flow, he did not suppress it, so the spiritual flow burst out. In my opinion, His Highness may have been stimulated and hurt himself. "

"Stirred? Who could stir him up like this? He would not stop until he hurt himself like this."

After saying that, a person involuntarily appeared in Ming Xinli's mind, "It's that child! I know, it must be,"

He had personally seen Xie Jingshu shed tears for Ye Fengci. Normally, when Xie Jingshu was angry with someone, he would choose to ignore that person.

Ye Fengci was the only exception. After the dragon doctor treated Xie Jingshu's injuries, he left. Ming Xinli sat next to Xie Jingshu and touched his dragon tail over and over again, as if he could never touch it enough.

"Your Highness, is it him?" Xie Jingshu was still crying even when he fell asleep, and his tears could not be wiped away.

Ming Xinli picked up Xie Jingshu and sat him up, hugging him, "Hey, my prince, please don't cry."

As he spoke, he patted Xie Jingshu's back. It would have been fine if he hadn't patted him, but once he did, Xie Jingshu spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body had become fragile due to the constant torment and his extremely bad emotions, and would break at the slightest touch.

Ming Xin stopped moving, not knowing how to treat the person in front of her. If she held him in her arms, he wouldn't be a child; if she didn't hold him, he would cry. When Xie Jingshu was held, he seemed to feel a little safer and stopped crying.

He leaned close to Xie Jingshu's shoulder and sniffed the pure fragrance that could not be matched by any other incense.

Xie Jingshu's hand moved and touched Ming Xinli's hand. "Your Highness, this was you who took the initiative."

Ming Xinli held Xie Jingshu's hand tightly after he finished speaking, holding Xie Jingshu's ten fingers tightly. The slightly cold fingers were completely powerless to resist...