The character design collapsed! The general's sick beauty is a killer

Chapter 42 Unconscious

Jian Chijin's eyes were deep, and she reached behind Tang Xi's head and untied the laces. The green-faced fanged mask was slightly loose.

He pinched the lower edge of the mask with his slender fingers and slowly moved it away. A three-finger-long wound on his smooth and plump forehead came into view, from shallow to deep, with the deepest wound between the eyebrows.

Jian Chijin's breath suffocated.

Gao Feiwei took a breath of air. Such a deep wound on his face might leave scars.

Jian Chijin's fingers trembled slightly. He calmed down and removed the entire mask, exposing his pale face.

The right half of her face was soaked in blood. The blood drops oozing from the center of her eyebrows condensed into strands and snaked downwards. Tiny blood drops hung on the curled eyelashes. The entire right eye was soaked in blood, and her cheek was covered with blood.

She wiped it randomly and rubbed half of her face, which was shocking.

"Medicine." Jian Chijin looked at her bloodless face, her eyes darkened, and she stretched out her hand towards Gao Feiwei.

Gao Feiwei quickly took out three or four medicine bottles from his arms, picked out one of the white porcelain bottles, handed it to his hand, "Stop the bleeding."

Gao Feiwei stood up again, returned to the horse, took out clean silk cloth from the bags hanging on both sides of the horse's neck, and took off the water bag.

Jian Chijin carefully cleaned up the blood near her wound and gently shook off the fine powder in the white porcelain bottle. Tang Xi, who was in a coma, frowned in discomfort.

Without stopping, Jian Chijin took the clean silk cloth and folded it into a square shape the size of the wound, pressed it on the wound, tore off a long piece of silk cloth, wrapped it around her forehead, and tied it from the back.

Then he began to wipe the blood on her face with a silk cloth soaked in water.

The skin on her face was fair and delicate, and the blood was a little dry. With a little more force, her cheeks turned red.

Jian Chijin tried her best to make the movements of her hands gentle and gentle, but red marks would still appear.

"General, how about I do it?" Baozhen reached out to take the silk cloth in his hand.

Jian Chijin raised her eyelids and glanced at her coldly, then lowered her eyes and wiped the blood stains from the corners of Tang Xi's eyes carefully, without any intention of handing the silk cloth in her hand to her.

Baozhen had no choice but to retract her hand.

He pursed his lips again.

Miss, please wake up quickly.

If you don't wake up, your face will be bruised by him.

The pure white silk cloth was almost dyed red. Jian Chijin picked out the only clean area and carefully wiped the blood on her eyelashes.

Gao Feiwei on the side looked at his general who was wielding swords and guns, holding the silk cloth, and carefully wiping the girl's eyelashes, his careful and focused look was like wiping a fragile and rare treasure.

Thinking about it again, the general had a sullen face and didn't say a word the whole way. He was obviously very angry, but as soon as he saw the little girl getting hurt, he immediately became gentler and more considerate than anyone else.

He finally saw that his general had fallen into the hands of the third lady of the Tang family.

No matter how cautious she was, Jian Chijin looked at the lone eyelash that she had rubbed off, and her eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.

Baozhen was frightened and frightened as she watched from the sidelines, but stopped talking.

This general also has a very bad temper.

She was so afraid that he would show his strength soon.

She definitely can't beat him.

She looked at Tang Xi's sleeping face again, Miss, wake up quickly!

After cleaning Tang Xi's entire face, Jian Chijin placed her head at a comfortable angle and carefully tucked the hair behind her ears before focusing on Baozhen's face.

"Who did it?"

Baozhen lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

She knew that the relationship between the young lady and General Ning Yuan was unusual, and she also knew that General Ning Yuan really cared about the young lady, but these secrets were not trivial and she did not dare to say them without the young lady's consent.

Gao Feiwei looked at her worriedly. The little girl lowered her head like a stubborn child, pinching her fingers and keeping silent.

From his perspective, he understood her very well. If the general was unconscious today and someone asked him about the general, he would remain silent.

At the same time, he sympathized with her. How could such a simple little girl be prepared to be questioned by a battle-experienced general?

"Master of Yongye Pavilion?"

"Ah?" Baozhen raised her head in surprise, "How do you know?"

Gao Feiwei: "..."

He knew that this little girl couldn't resist even one round.

As soon as she finished asking, Baozhen realized that she had spilled the beans and lowered her head in shame.

"I remember that the master of Yongye Pavilion is also named Ning. You said before that her real name is Ning Tong. What is her relationship with the master of Yongye Pavilion?"

Baozhen lowered her head deeper.

Miss, please wake up quickly. General Ning Yuan is so smart that Baozhen can't resist him.

When Gao Fei Wei Jing Jian Chi Jin mentioned it, he suddenly felt that it was a coincidence. It couldn't be... The third lady of the Tang family is the daughter of the master of Yongye Pavilion, right?!

When the general sent him to investigate the third young lady of the Tang family, he found out that the third young lady of the Tang family was not sent to Jiangnan to recuperate eleven years ago, but was abducted by human traffickers and her whereabouts were unknown. She returned to the capital inexplicably a year ago.

He started investigating again from Yongye Pavilion, and found out that the third lady had been receiving training in Yongye Pavilion during the ten years she had been trafficked, and became the killer of Yongye Pavilion, the famous No. 14.

If she is really the daughter of the master of Yongye Pavilion, then where is the real third lady of the Tang family?

"The original third young lady of the Tang family is dead?" Jian Chijin half-closed her eyes, her eyes falling on Tang Xi's peaceful face, and her tone was affirmative.

Baozhen was so anxious that she almost cried. She really didn't say anything. Why could the general guess so accurately?

Gao Feiwei knelt down and half-crouched, and whispered softly: "The general will definitely not harm your young lady. Think about whether we fought side by side in Hualong Temple before. Even just now, she was poisoned by hallucinogen. Who

If you don’t even believe it, but you believe in the general, does that mean your young lady trusts the general very much?”

Baozhen raised her wet eyes and looked at the harmless young man in front of her. He had bandaged her wounds and given her painkillers. He wouldn't lie to her.

Gao Feiwei looked at these deer-like eyes that were as pure and clean as a deer, and felt that he had sinned deeply. He glanced at his general's eyes indicating that he should continue, and said bravely: "If you have any difficulties, just speak up, right? There is strength in numbers.

If you can't solve it on your own, the general will definitely be able to help you solve it."

(End of chapter)