The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor

Xiao Ba had already suffered a very serious injury, but just barely supported it by willpower. Now that she sees Comb Jing Yuan Dan being broken, her mind is relaxed and she can't hold it anymore.

When it was dark, he fell down.

But she didn't fall to the ground, her waist was tight, and she was picked up.

She barely opened her eyes and saw a familiar, handsome face.

She frowned and began to push him.

"Let go of this girl!"

I didn't care about it just now, but now she has recovered.

Yan Qing... Left God General!

No wonder his name is Yan Qing.

No wonder Shu Jing had such a big reaction when she heard her address to him.

No wonder he always stayed in that small courtyard before and didn't go out often.

No wonder--

Too much!

I didn't think it before, but when I look back now, there are obvious doubts everywhere!

But where did she think about this?

Xiao Ba was very angry, and the nameless fire in his heart was burning!

"Let go, let go!"

She pushed Yan Qing very hard with both hands, but this little strength is not enough for Yan Qing.

Nothing but a tough chest.

"Don't make trouble."

Yan Qing frowned and walked out of the competition holding the man.

Xiao Ba suddenly flew hair.

Trouble! ?

He even said she was making trouble! ?

Please, can you find out who lied first and did the wrong thing!

She took a breath and raised her voice:

"Whether men and women give or receive kisses! Don't you know this!?"

Yan Qing paused.

But just for a moment, he continued to walk forward.

Xiao Ba began to writhe crazily in his arms, wanting to jump off.

She doesn't want to see this face at all now!

Yan Qing's eyebrows condensed slightly, and with a strong palm, he turned slightly to the side and buckled her waist.

Suddenly, he became stiff.

Xiao Ba was wearing a short coat on top and a long pleated skirt on the bottom.

On weekdays, she stood, and the shredded jade ears on the hem of the short coat could only cover the slender white waist.

Now being held by Yan Qing in her arms, she moved casually, revealing a thin waist.

Yan Qing's hand happened to press on that piece of softness.

Under the palm of the palm, there are some shattered jade beads, a few tassels entwined between the fingers, and... an incredible softness and greasiness.

The warmth spreads almost from the palm of the hand.

The roots of his ears suddenly became a little red.

For a while, I don’t know whether to continue or...

However, at this moment, Xiao Ba's body suddenly curled up, making a low muffled grunt.

Hearing the voice, it seemed very painful.

Yan Qing twisted her eyebrows and looked down. Then she saw that there was a large bruise on her eye-catching waist, with a little blood on it.

It looks really shocking.

Yan Qing understood almost immediately that this was the injury she had caused by hitting the medicine cauldron just now.

And his click happened to hit her wound.

He immediately changed his hand.

Xiao Ba's grievance voice came.

"Yan Qing! You hurt me!"

Although he was angry, he became particularly soft due to his grievances, with a faintly hoarse cry.

Yan Qing stiffened.

After a while, he whispered:

"Not anymore."

The voice was so low that not many people heard it.

But Xiaoba heard it.

Comb Jing heard it too.

Her temples throbbed, and her heart seemed to be tightened.

Even the pierced wound on the lower abdomen became numb with pain.

Not anymore...

High above, the cold-hearted and cold-hearted God General Zuo, who has ever spoken to someone in such a soft whisper?

She swallowed a mouthful of blood, her hands supporting her body, but gradually tightened, making a harsh sound on the ground.

The rough and sharp pain can't be reduced.

She stared at the two men.

Xiao Ba still didn't seem to appreciate it, but turned his head too far, his eyes flushed.

Yan Qing hugged her in silence and came to——

In front of Chu Liuyue.

...

At this point, Yan Qing finally put Xiao Ba down.

As soon as Xiao Ba's feet landed, he immediately rushed towards Chu Liuyue.

"master!"

Chu Liuyue held her to help her pulse, and her brows narrowed slightly.

The strength of combing Jing is not small, Xiao Ba's internal injury is indeed serious.

She took a deep breath, took out a pill, and fed it to her, and then separated a piece of her own divine power, poured it into Xiaoba's original vein, and repaired her injury.

After a while, Xiao Ba's face barely recovered a little blood.

It's just that she was bloodied on her body, her eyes were red, and there was another bruise on her waist, which looked pitiful.

She sighed distressedly.

"Don't do this again next time. Then where is the pill that is important to you?"

Xiaoba's red lips lightly glanced.

"But... people are coming over to find the master..."

If you fail, you lose your master's face, and you have to be strangled on the spot, how miserable!

Therefore, in any case, she wanted to keep the Qingli Red Fire Pill at this moment.

Chu Liuyue didn't speak, and took out another jade bottle.

With a slender white finger, he gently picked out a faint cyan cream-like ointment and applied it to Xiaoba's waist.

The refreshing sensation came and relieved the pain instantly.

Xiao Ba held one of her arms, leaned her head, pouting and acting like a baby.

"Just know that the master treats me best."

Chu Liuyue lowered her head, gently and meticulously helping her wipe the medicine.

It was quiet all around.

Yan Qing stood in front of them, holding a sword in one hand, standing down.

Su Li and the others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then remained silent tacitly.

Sweat gradually broke out on Yan Qing's forehead.

Finally, Chu Liuyue stopped.

"Red fish, help Xiao Ba to rest."

Mu Hongyu quickly said:

"Hey! Good!"

With that, she had already stepped forward and held Xiao Ba.

Before Xiao Ba took a step, Chu Liuyue said quietly:

"and many more."

"Little Eight, you haven't thanked Lord Zuo Shenjiang yet."