Ling Shaochen Yue Beiyi

Yue Beiyi's crying stopped, her body trembled, she clenched her teeth and swung forward, exhausting all her strength, she slapped Ling Shaochen hard on the face.

With a "snap", everyone in the room was terrified and fell silent, not daring to breathe.

"You are not allowed to mention Tan'er! Tan'er belongs to me alone! You are not worthy!" Yue Bei grabbed the skirt of his chest and panted with difficulty.

She thought she had hit hard enough, but in fact she didn't have much strength, only a trace of blood was left when her fingernails scratched.

Ling Shaochen turned his face slightly, and his cheeks were tingling.

Yue Zhitong was startled, afraid that Ling Shaochen would be angered, and Yue Bei's life would be lost, so he tried to persuade her: "My lord, Wan'er is not sensible, your lord has a lot, so don't worry about her. Let's go first and let her recuperate here. Bar."

"Ling Shaochen, do it! Why don't you do it?"

Yue Bei went to grab Ling Shaochen's clothes again, but was in vain. She fumbled wildly, if she could provoke Ling Shaochen and let him kill herself, that would be fine.

For Ling Shaochen, Yue Bei once had an unforgettable love, but now it is a piercing hatred and disgust for herself.

She didn't have the energy to take revenge, she just wanted to die quickly.

"Quick, kill me..."

At this moment, everyone noticed something was wrong, Yue Beiyi's gaze was empty and out of focus.

Ling Shaochen stretched out his hand and shook it a few times, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, she was blind.

Sensing something moving in front of her, Yue Bei grabbed it one by one, without thinking about biting it.

Ling Shaochen groaned in pain, he thought he would be furious, he could remove her chin or knock her out, but he seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

There was blood flowing down the corner of Yue Beiyi's mouth from the tiger's mouth, and the wound was deep enough to show the bone.

The two of them maintained such a posture, and the surroundings did not dare to make a sound. The scene seemed to be still, and it looked a little strange.

Mouth full of blood...

This smell is not unfamiliar, and Yue Bei has seen it a lot on the battlefield, and Yue Bei has become numb from fear.

Ling Shaochen's blood was hot, she tasted it, and it was cold to the bone.

No matter how much Ling Shaochen bleeds, it can't stop the blood gurgling away from Yue Bei's heart.

Quietly waiting for the coming rage, but there was no movement, Yue Beiyi exhausted his strength, closed his eyes, and let his head hang down limply.

As soon as Yue Bei was settled, Ling Shaochen walked out of Junlan Pavilion quickly, the hand hanging by his side was still bleeding, he didn't seem to feel pain, Yue Zhitong sent someone to call Dr. Liu, and wrapped it in a handkerchief distressedly. , "My lord, don't get close to Wan'er in the future."

"Yue Beiyi has already been punished. Instead of watching her seek life and death, it is better to let her go."

"Well, the concubine will go back to her mother's house and talk to my father, so let the younger sister stay at home."

Yue Zhitong gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, telling his family to take good care of Yue Beiyi so that nothing could go wrong again.

Dr. Liu asked for leave, and it was his young apprentice who came.

Ling Shaochen felt it was unnecessary and let him go down.

Sitting alone in the study, the blood from the wound has already congealed, this little skin trauma is really nothing, there are no big or small wounds on the body that are more serious than this.

Yue Beiyi's crying face flashed in front of her eyes, her tears also fell on it, her tiger's mouth twitched, and the dry wound burned again.

Yue Zhitong used an excuse to go back to her mother's house, and had a tryst with Murong Shi again.

These few days Murong Shidong was hiding in Tibet, fearing that Ling Shaochen would settle accounts with him, seeing Yue Zhitong's half-smile face, he finally felt relieved.

"Mother, you scared my son to death! Why did you bring King Zhenbei here without saying a word?"

Murong Shi had booked the Tianzi No. [-] room of Tongfu Inn for a long time to meet and have sex with Yue Zhitong. At this moment, he put his arms around Yue Zhitong's waist and rubbed his head against her chest.