Qian Kunzi knew that this was the best solution, so he should not say much. He had to go back and heal Huangfu Yue.

That night, Huapin, who lived in the cold palace, cried and hoarsely, and the nineteenth princess she gave birth to was missing.

Unfortunately, a concubine who was demoted to the cold palace two years ago had no power, power, and power and ability. A princess who grew up to five years old in the cold palace had never even seen the emperor several times. After she disappeared, the palace guards just searched nearby and gave up.

The nineteenth princess was now in Huangfu Yue's princess's mansion, vaguely placed in a secret room. Huangfu Yue's hands were covered with blood from her heart, and her pale face had already appeared a little bloody.

When she opened her eyes, her complexion improved a lot.

Qiankunzi is also there, he said: "Little Yueyue, your injuries should be rested. This girl was born from Yinyue, Yin and Yin days, and is most suitable for repairing your injuries. Unfortunately, she has too little blood. The teacher will continue to search for you. You should match the elixir given to you by your teacher to cultivate well. You can guarantee that you will recover as before in less than ten days."

Huangfu Yue didn't even look at the body of the nineteenth princess. To her, she had no sister, and that girl was just her feed.

She said, "Master, what should Yueyue do now?"

Qiankunzi said meaningfully: "Stay!"

Huangfu Yue understood that she had to rest her wounds, and the trust between her and her father had to rest and wait for the opportunity.

But this does not mean that she can't do anything to vent.

He actually caused her to such a situation. Huangfu Jingyan, is this princess you can bully?

At this time, the western suburbs of Beijing had reached the junction of Jiazhou and Guzhou. In a wasteland and wilderness, a man was running desperately, but no matter how he ran, he could feel the pursuers behind him.

He was a little tired of running.

He was originally wearing a gorgeous and brocade dress, with a handsome appearance. He was a gentle young man in the world. At this moment, the brocade dress was stained with dust, and there were several ripples on it. Some of the blood on the wounds had condensed, and some were still seeping out.

Obviously, he had been running around like a run, and it was already some time.

Finally, the murderous aura that was chasing the soul behind him seemed to be gone. He ran in front of him, staggered, rushed forward, and fell into a grassland.

He didn't get up, but lay on the grass and began to breathe heavily.

The weather was cold in early winter, but his forehead was covered with sweat, his whole body was even sore and soft, and he couldn't even feel the pain on the wound.

Suddenly, he rolled suddenly, and just where he was lying, the sword cut off a piece of grass chips.

He cursed: "Are you a slut, you have the ability to fight me openly!" His embarrassment and panic were revealed from this curse.

The person who escaped for three days and was exhausted every day,

A figure in green appeared neatly from not far away. He was a woman with a look of flowers, but a face like frost and snow, and a cold expression.

The man jumped up from the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "Bitch-man, do you think I am the second elder and so easy to kill? I want your life!"

This man is Su Yechen. Three days ago, Su Liu was living and dead on the bed of a woman in a brothel building.

He immediately felt the crisis, and guessed that it must be Su Zixian's slut.
Chapter completed!