It hurt!
Murong Xiaoxiao felt a burning pain all over her body, which made her feel miserable. She wanted to lean over to relieve the pain, but she had no strength at all.
Anyway, she had killed the person she should have killed. Even if she died at this time, she had no regrets. Murong Xiaoxiao was lying calmly, her big watery eyes lost their usual color. She looked at the sky with empty eyes, without a trace of vitality. For some reason, today's sky was even blueer than usual, as if it had been washed by water. White clouds were hanging in the air. She stretched out her hand, as if she could get them. It was so beautiful, but such a beautiful sky, she was afraid that she would never see them again.
"Quickly put out the fire!"
An angry and nervous voice cut through the sky. Murong Xiaoxiao trembled when she heard the voice. She turned her head and followed the voice. She saw a tall man jump down from the horse hurriedly and run toward her. The crowd on both sides automatically made way for her. At this time, she realized that she was lying on the firewood. Uh? Strange...
Before she could start to think, the man flew over. His eyes were full of distress. He carefully picked up Murong Xiaoxiao and sobbed, "Xiaoxiao..."
"Xiaoxiao? Call me? But I don't know him. This man's dressing is so strange. He looks like an ancient general. Is he making a movie?"
No! She was obviously holding the international leader, her boss. She jumped off the 30th floor and went back with him. Why didn't she see the devil? Why was she surrounded by these people who were filming ancient dramas?
She didn't know if it was a male lead or a second male lead. A man who was ranked first rushed over and hugged her. As a result, she gasped in pain and frowned. "How strange? Why does this man give me a sense of intimacy and even feel inexplicably excited? How could this be?"
Murong Xiaoxiao stared at the man in front of her. This man was about 40 years old. His healthy dark skin seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life. He wore a purple gold crown, tied hair, and a purple gold robe. He exuded an unspeakable majesty, which made people shudder.
However, such a dignified person should be gentle with her in his arms at this time.
"Xiaoxiao, I'm late." The man caressed Murong Xiaoxiao's face, and his eyes were red with pain. From his voice, Murong Xiaoxiao could tell that he was very guilty.
Father? Murong Xiaoxiao could not keep up with the pace and was confused. She had no father. She was an orphan and had been trained as an international killer by an organization. How could she have a father before she died?
Oh!
"To make a movie?"
"Should I cooperate with him?"
"Call me dad?"
However, his mouth was dry and his tongue was dry. His injury was too serious. If he wanted to cooperate, he would not be able to do it and could not make a sound.
The man held her in his arms. Not only was it very affectionate, but there was also a sense of security that she could not tell himself. Anyway, she was going to die. It did not matter whether he was making a movie or not. Since he came to hold her, it would be good to die in his arms. Murong Xiaoxiao grinned, removed her last bit of precaution, and closed her eyes.
Northern Xuan Kingdom, 35 years of profound talent!
In the east wing of the General's Mansion, groups of people came and went in and out in a panic from morning to night.
Under the corridor of the wing room stood a couple who were anxious but helpless. Second Madam had already cried. "Master, will Xiaoxiao be fine?"
"No, no." General Murong hugged Second Madame and comforted her. "Xiaoxiao has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She can survive this little injury."
"But it's been a day..." Second Madam wiped her tears and said sadly, "Master, if you hadn't asked her to practice martial arts, she wouldn't be so strong. She wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury if she hadn't offended First Madam."
First Madam, General Murong's heart tightened. He looked at his beloved woman in his arms and said guiltily, "I'm sorry!"
The second lady felt that she had said something wrong and hurriedly explained, "Master, I don't mean that. I know that you asked me to practice martial arts because I..."
"Alas." General Murong sighed and thought to himself, "How nice it would be if she were a man. Lan Ji's life would not be so sad, and she would not be so seriously injured."
Xiaoxiao's literary and martial skills had been better than martial arts since she was a child. She could recite three-year-old poems, but she forced him to practice martial arts.
He didn't know what he was thinking at that time. He just hoped that when he was not there, Xiaoxiao could protect her mother like a man. Now it seemed that he had made a mistake at that time.
"Master, you don't have to worry too much. Didn't His Majesty call Imperial Physician Liu over? I'm sure that Xiaoxiao will be fine." Second Madam saw that her husband was worried about her and her daughter. She knew that he was worried about them, so she pretended to be relaxed and comforted him. This time, they were not sure whether they could survive. The injuries on her were really serious.
"It's all my fault for being useless." The Second Madam hated herself so much that she murmured in her heart, "Bodhisattva, please save my daughter. I believe that my daughter Lan Ji is willing to lose ten years of her life in exchange for my daughter's safety."
The North wing room!
The maid and the little girl pushed the door open with a big smile. They saluted and replied, First Madam, the eastern wing room is still in a panic. I guess the news of Third Miss's death will soon spread.
"Really?" The First Madam heard the same news all day. She frowned slightly and stared at the teacup on the Southwood table for half a second. In the end, she finally picked it up slowly and blew the fog in the cup gently. She pinched every movement very well. She was the legitimate daughter of the king of Northern Xuan Kingdom, the Princess of Phoenix Realm conferred by the emperor, and now the First Madam of General Murong. She naturally had to keep her dignity.
But...
First Madam looked at the pair of beautiful daughters beside her and had some thoughts in her mind. If the little hoof really survived, would it be a waste of time for her to take the risk of breaking with a woman?
She was going to kill him this time.
Now even the emperor had been alerted and sent Doctor Liu to treat the little hoof. Doctor Liu's medical skills were excellent. Maybe he could really save the little hoof.
Thinking of this, the First Madam was so angry that her fingertips turned pale, and the tea in her hand shook violently. "This little hoof is very tenacious. It has survived for so long, but it still doesn't die."
"No matter how tenacious she is, I'm afraid she will make the last struggle." The one who spoke was Murong Xue, the First Miss of the Murong Family.
Her voice was soft and she smiled gently. She looked at the embroidery of the mandarin ducks playing with water with her beautiful eyes, as if she was talking about something unimportant.
"That's right. That little bitch is so bold that she dares to draw her sword. She scared me to death. If she is still alive, it will be too unreasonable." The Second Miss Murong was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. She clenched her fists and kept hitting the table, as if she wanted to tear someone apart. Her beautiful face became distorted under her hatred.
"Okay, okay." The First Madam quickly put down the cup, afraid that her second daughter would hurt her hand. She held Murong Xian'er's little hand and patted it gently. "Xian'er, don't be angry, don't be mad. I know your cousin Gao Yue's means very well. That little hoof can't live tonight."
At this time, Murong Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the bed, only felt that her throat was itchy. She repeatedly supported herself and lay on the bed.
Pu...
He spat out the blood in his throat.
