C319 A Good Thing Was Interrupted(1)

The light of the night shone on Xi Moyao's body. It was as if she had condensed all the coldness in her body, and her body carried a deathly stillness that caused one's heart to palpitate.

Feng Ziran looked at her kneeling figure. His eyes were clearly extinguished, and there was a surging dark light in them.

He had always felt that there was no distinction between high and low in the heart of the Crown Prince's cousin. Therefore, whether it was the commoners or the nobles, he treated them equally and had never been biased.

But today, when he saw Xi Moyao like this, he deeply felt that everyone's life was respected in their hearts.

She was clearly heavily injured and it was inappropriate for her to make a move. But she still did not care about her injuries and killed those people to avenge the villagers. Now, not only was the tomb erected, but she was also kneeling down in front of these civilians as the dignified Second Princess.

Thinking of the women she had seen all these years, there were some who were charming and moving. Only those who were aloof and aloof could learn and be stunning. There were also some that were gentle and touching. However, these noble ladies were all proud of themselves. In their hearts, the lives of the common people were as worthless as grass!

This Second Princess was really refreshing!

While she was in a daze, Xi Moyao walked up to him. "Thank you for your help today. I will remember this kindness."

Feng Ziran heard her and smiled without saying anything. If it was because of this matter, it would be a good thing if she could remember him!

But just as he was about to ask her what she was going to do next, he noticed that her body swayed and she fell down.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and caught her limp body in time to avoid her intimate contact with the earth.

Feng Ziran reached out and put his hand on her pulse. His brows tightly furrowed. His eyes looked deeply at her sleeping delicate face. Although her face was covered with a veil, her tightly knitted brows still showed that she was currently suffering from great pain.

He pursed his thin lips and sighed. Then, he took out a signal flare from his pocket.

Dazzling fireworks exploded in the air. In just a moment, a group of people came from the distance.

The leader was Mo Chen. He was following the order of the prince to search for Xi Moyao. But later, Feng Ziran found him and explained the purpose of his visit.

He must have informed the prince in advance. Otherwise, why did the prince send a letter to ask them to cooperate with him when he just arrived?

They searched for several days, but fortunately, they found some clues. But for the safety of the Second Princess, it was inappropriate to have too many people. They were afraid that the target would be too big and attract the enemy's attention. Therefore, after a discussion, he would come alone to receive her. They would act according to the signal.

However, the one Mo Chen saw when he came over was the unconscious Xi Moyao. His face turned cold. He jumped off the horse and stepped forward.

"How could the Second Princess be like this?"

"Wounded and unconscious." With these simple words, he carried her onto the horse.

When Mo Chen saw this, his heart sank, and he didn't dare delay any longer. He hurriedly mounted the horse and sped along.

When they reached the resting point, Mo Chen hurriedly sent a message to his Royal Highness about the situation here. After that, he stood guard at the door and instructed Young Master Feng not to allow anyone to disturb him.

He knew that his Princess had an extraordinary relationship with the Second Princess. Thus, for the sake of the Princess' safety, he had to do his best to ensure the safety of the Second Princess.

On this side, Dongfang Jin and Lan Xuehan had already lived in this small town for almost seven or eight days. The people here were simple and honest, and everyone was friendly and hospitable. Especially when they saw Dongfang Jin and Lan Xuehan walking out like people from a painting, their enthusiasm was even harder to resist.

Especially when Dongfang Jin had treated a child earlier, his reputation immediately spread. Everyone said that there was a Divine Immortal young master here. Not only did he look like he had walked out of a painting, but he also had excellent medical skills.

Just like that, more and more people rushed to Dongfang Jin's clinic every day.

At first, Lan Xuehan would laugh and tease him a little, but when she saw the person behind her, her expression became worse and worse. The black had a tinge of green in it, and from time to time, it would emit a cold air, and her beautiful eyes were filled with anger.

Although Dongfang Jin had a mysophobia, even if he treated a patient, he would still treat the patient's pulse with golden threads. He would never let anyone get within three feet of him. But the thick rouge gas that filled the air still made Lan Xuehan's heart feel uneasy.

Especially now, a delicate and beautiful woman with delicate makeup actually did not care about the rules set by Dongfang Jin and attempted to get close to him.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion as she looked at Dongfang Jin. "Young master, why don't you get closer and take a look for me? There is something strange about my illness. I'm afraid that the Golden Thread Diagnosis might not be able to determine my pulse."

As she spoke, she supported the weak Liu Feng and walked towards Dongfang Jin. Before Dongfang Jin could speak, she said something. Lan Xuehan took a step forward and said with a fake smile, "This young lady doesn't need my husband to take a look. My husband only takes a look at illnesses. He won't cure coquettishness. For a disease like Miss, I think there is a good cure in Fengyue Land! "

This woman was really bold. She actually threw herself into her husband's embrace right in front of her. Did she really think that she was dead?

Lan Xuehan said it so directly. When the woman heard it, her face immediately turned red and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. "You... You..."

Pointing at Lan Xuehan, she was so angry that her chest heaved up and down. She could not even finish her words.

That ZhiLan Xuehan smiled brightly. Originally, she was extremely beautiful, but in the eyes of this woman, it was complacency and provocation.

"What about me? You actually have the guts to throw yourself into my husband's arms in front of me. Are you afraid that I will say it out loud?"

Lan Xuehan felt that it was a virtue to not fuss over some things. However, there were some things that if she did not fuss over, she would be cowardly.

For example, if someone wanted to pry her out of the corner of the wall, this kind of thing could not be considered elegant!

Naturally, she would spare no effort to protect her own interests!

However, she worked hard to cut the peach blossoms in front of her. That person was leisurely watching the show from behind. At this moment, he actually laughed out loud.

He was originally a monster with a face that was like a poem and a painting. Now that he smiled, it was even more alluring. Looking at that woman, even her eyes were staring straight!

Lan Xuehan was so angry that her face turned red. It was as if there was a knife in her eyes as she shot straight at Dongfang Jin.

Dongfang Jin had never seen Lan Xuehan like this. She was extremely unreasonable, extremely ungentlemanly, and also... extremely cute!

However, seeing the anger in her eyes, Dongfang Jin knew that he could not provoke his little woman. Because, he did not know that the move she had learned was to let him sleep in the study room if she did not want him to.

He had long gotten used to the delicate fragrance and soft jade in his arms. It was just like the delicacies on a daily basis, suddenly changing to vegetable porridge. Who could bear such a life?

For the sake of his own benefits, Dongfang Jin lightly coughed, then slowly stood up and walked forward.

When the girl saw this, she thought that Dongfang Jin was here to stand up for her. After all, judging from the bearing of this young master, he must be a noble young master of a noble family. She would never allow this girl to behave so rudely.