[023] Risk for her

"Father!"

Ning Yuan and Ning Zhi were shocked. When they heard the words, they also ran over. Their eyes were extremely shocked and sad, but Gong Zichen's face was slightly condensed and he didn't care.

Ningyu casually took out a jade bottle and poured out a pill from it and handed it over with both hands, "Father!"

Chu Yuan looked at Gong Zichen's bloody shoulder as if she was about to lose her words for a moment. Without a moment, her heart was shocked. When she was in the carriage, Gong Zichen did not leave her. The arrow just now was originally on her head, but it was Gong Zichen's package for himself.

She looked at the arrow, and if it was one more point, it would be enough to shoot through his head.

In the twenty-four years of her previous life, no one has done anything for her. In the past two months, no one gave her any warmth except poetry and painting. A cup of daughter drunk, a siege, she escaped from death, but her heart was more desolate and indifferent. If it was fame and fortune, she might not pay attention to anyone, but today this person uses his own body to shield her.

In her eyes, Gong Zichen's power is unfathomable. It is such a person who should not be so cheap, but he is in danger for her tonight. Now--

Chu Yuan suddenly stepped forward. She couldn't speak, so she could only drag the sleeves of Gong Zichen to the carriage, but the latter stood upright and did not move.

Ning Yuan and Ning Zhi were anxious. They were still waiting for Gong Zichen's order, but now they were shocked by Chu Yuan's behavior and quickly said, "Sir, the first five miles is Nanyang County. The prince's injury is more important!"

Chu Yuan's eyes were shining with water and looked straight at Gong Zichen. The latter looked at the people in black and looked at Ning Zhi walking to another carriage that had not been destroyed.

His back was still handsome and straight. If it hadn't been for the dazzling red color on his shoulders, it would have been almost the same as before. Chu Yuan quickly followed, accompanied by Ningyu.

When the carriage moved again, Chu Yuan's heart was full of mixed feelings. Gong Zichen, who got on the car, pulled out the arrow on his shoulder with one hand and threw it aside. Chu Yuan saw that the blood color on his shoulder suddenly deepened, but Gong Zichen only tapped a few times on his shoulder and took a few more pills and stopped moving. It was not him who didn't care about the injured person. It was painful. It's not him either.

But his face turned white, and his lips became more and more red as blood. At this time, he leaned sideways on the wall of the car and pretended to fall into a sleep. His whole anger was gradually dispersed, and the bright redness of his shoulders was also expanding.

Chu Yuan looked anxiously, with an unconscious water light in her eyes.

"Ayuan, are you going to cry for me?" Gong Zichen opened his mouth faintly, with a slight fatigue in his voice, "I can't see a crying woman. This injury is not an obstacle. Don't worry about it."

Chu Yuan was stunned and forced the tears in her eyes back. In her previous life, she had excellent acting skills and cried freely, but she never shed a drop of tears outside the performance. For people without feelings, tears are luxury.

The atmosphere in the car was strange. Ningyu sat on the low stool of the car door and looked at the pulled arrow and clenched her lips. Chu Yuan looked at Gong Zichen, and the bright red of her shoulders had spread to her whole arm.

Chu Yuan moved to Gong Zichen's side, and her eyes tightly locked the blood droplets left along her arms.

Maybe Chu Yuan's eyes were too existential. Gong Zichen frowned slightly impatiently, as if someone else disturbed his dream. "Ayuan, you won't die if you shed a little blood."

Chu Yuan ignored his words and stretched out her hand to Gong Zichen's shoulder.

Before he touched the wound, Gong Zichen was already in full body. He grabbed her hand and looked straight into her eyes, "Do you still remember the deal between us? You should be obedient."

Chu Yuan saw his firmness, and Ningyu, who had been very peaceful when he was anxious, suddenly opened his mouth. The voice was not as beautiful as before, with an eagerness and pleading.

"Sir, this arrow is poisonous. Burning orchid and jade will attack after only one hour. Please let the maidservant do it for you--"

Gong Zichen closed his eyes again, and the laziness on his body disappeared. Instead, there was a coldness. He frowned and slowly leaned against the wall of the car.

Ningyu's words were blocked at the moment. She seemed to have known Gong Zichen's choice for a long time, and a sad look flashed on her face and turned out of the car door.

"Drive!"

A fierce shout burst out with a loud whip, and the speed of the carriage suddenly accelerated.

Chu Yuan's face had changed greatly for a long time. Looking at his big hand, his original jade-white nails faintly appeared purple at this time, which was really poisonous! She didn't know what the poison was, but since Ningyu was so worried, she knew that the power was naturally not small. Chu Yuan's eyes were deep and she leaned against Gong Zichen.

Her little hand was as soft as boneless, passing from Gong Zichen's chest. Qian Xuejin's chill dissipated in the temperature of her palm, and her hands kept climbing on his neck--

Gong Zichen opened his eyes and was facing the very close eyes of Chu Yuan. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint anger. He struggled to push Chu Yuan away, but the hand that fell on Chu Yuan did not have the strength he imagined.

A trace of accident flashed in Chu Yuan's eyes, and then floated with solemnity. Her hand was no longer eager to try, but turned to untie the live buckle between Gong Zichen's neck at a very fast speed. Her hand reached into Gong Zichen's white cloak, took off the big cloak and threw it aside, and the other hand reached into Gong Zichen's white robe.

"Chu Yuan!"

Gong Zichen's voice was much lower than usual, with the anger of the storm. Chu Yuan paused, and then more quickly withdrew Gong Zichen's robe from his shoulder, leaving only the white middle coat!

Gong Zichen clenched his fists, and a trace of pain flashed between his eyebrows and was covered by a stream of coolness.

Looking at the collar stained with blood, Chu Yuan's slender fingertips did not hesitate to open the skirt with his body temperature. She thought she would see the man's chest, but Chu Yuan was completely stunned. Above the original delicate skin, it was full of messy and corrected scars!

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