Queen, are you cruel?

Ling Yixuan was lying on the warm couch in the bedroom, it was time to change his dressing.

"Physician Xue, it's not too difficult to change the medicine, so go ahead."

Ling Yixuan held a book on the art of war and looked at it, and waved to Imperial Physician Xue.

"But, Your Majesty..."

Imperial Physician Xue said hesitantly, "I don't worry about others changing your medicine."

Ling Yixuan's eyes moved from the book to Doctor Xue, and he never smiled, "Well, there is nothing serious about me, and the wound is scarred, it's just applying herbal medicine, and then changing the gauze, so you don't need to do it yourself .You go down."

Imperial Physician Xue wanted to say something, but seeing Fulai behind the emperor force his corns and waved his hand to let him go, Imperial Physician Xue had no choice but to back down.

Fu looked at the emperor's face, and said with a smile, "Your majesty, Wen Jieyu is already waiting outside the palace, should I invite her in?"

Ling Yixuan pursed his lips, a look of missing passed across his pretty face, and nodded expectantly, "Let her in."

Wensha walked into the emperor's bedroom gently, not daring to look up at the high emperor.

Fulai waved to the maids and eunuchs in the palace, and everyone retreated quietly.

Ling Yixuan smelled a strong fragrance, frowned unconsciously, put down the book in his hand, went to look at the woman kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "In the future, you are not allowed to burn incense, and you are not allowed to have any fragrance!"

Wensha didn't expect the emperor's tone to be so severe, she immediately shook her small shoulders in fright, with tears in her eyes, and replied in a trembling voice, "Yes, I have remembered."

Ling Yixuan let out a sigh of displeasure.

His Ran Ran never scented her body, but she only had a faint body fragrance, an elegant, seductive fragrance that lingered on her body inadvertently.

He loves her delicate fragrance very much.

It's not like this kind of woman who always smells coquettish, vulgar!

Seeing the pitiful and timid look of the woman, he said coldly, "Raise your head."

Wensha Lihua raised her face rainingly to look at the emperor.

The emperor is so handsome!

Those beautiful facial features, that straight nose bridge, those calm and cold lips... Wensha felt like she was going to faint.

"Ho..."

Looking at Wen Sha's face, Ling Yixuan couldn't help but take a breath.

Really similar!

There is such a similar woman!

Except for the dissimilar eyes, this Wen Sha really looks like sisters to Meng Ran'er.

Ling Yixuan stared at it dazedly, as if he had seen the dream that made him lose his mind, and said softly, "Get up."

He is completely different from the fierceness just now.

Wensha stood up tremblingly, at a loss.

Ling Yixuan stared greedily at the woman's face like sleepwalking, and beckoned, "Come here."

She obediently walked to the warm couch, her little face flushed.

"I, handsome?"

Wensha froze for a moment, then bit her lips, her face was like a tomato, "Well, the emperor is very handsome, the most handsome man I have ever seen."

"Then do you love me?" It was clearly his dream fourth child in front of him!

"...Love..." Wensha's voice trembled.She has never said so bluntly whether she loves or not with any man.

Hoo hoo... Ling Yixuan panted hoarsely, stroked Wensha's face with his big hand, and murmured like a dream, "Of course, I love you even more..."

Pulling her over, leaning on himself, he kissed her frightened lips.

Wensha accepted the kiss from the stalwart emperor, her body trembling with excitement, and while responding to him greenly, she thought to herself: What did the emperor call me just now?

Ran Ran?

Who is that?

The deep kiss for a long time made Wensha's legs and feet weak, her face blushed, and her whole body was shy.

Looking at the little woman who was so obsessed with him, Ling Yixuan felt extremely happy in his heart.

He had always hoped that Meng Laosi would be so obsessed with himself.

"You change my medicine."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wensha knelt on the ground and gently untied the gauze on Ling Yixuan's lower abdomen. Seeing the terrible wound, Wensha immediately sobbed.

She felt sorry for the emperor.

Carefully, with extremely gentle movements, he applied the new medicine, and then wrapped a few laps of new gauze.

His face was full of tears.

Ling Yixuan looked down at the woman, reached out his hand, caught a few tears from her, and asked, shaking his eyelashes, "Why are you crying?"

Wensha pursed her mouth all of a sudden, "Wuuuu, Your Majesty, I love you so much, so dearly!"

Ling Yixuan's brain exploded, and there was a layer of mist in his eyes. He hugged Wensha, put her head on his neck, stroked her hair, and said affectionately, "Of course, I will wait for you like this." It’s been a long wait. Am I greedy? Not only do I want your people, but I also want your heart. When will you understand my heart, then?”

Ling Yixuan's beautiful eyes slowly closed, and tears fell on Wensha's hair.

Qing'er stared blankly, almost fainted from anger.

Why did Meng Ran'er run ahead of her?

He would rather die first than watch his master be brutally killed.

"Master! You go to the back!"

Qing'er goes to pull Meng Ran'er.

Meng Ran'er shook her arm, raised something in her hand, and yelled, "Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Whizzing……

Throw two briquettes in a row.

Then Meng Ran'er dragged Qing'er to lie down on the sand, calling, "Qing'er, get down!"

Before the words fell, Qing'er only heard two earth-shattering booms, the whole earth shook twice, and then, a scorching sea of ​​sand rushed towards them, Qing'er subconsciously suppressed Meng Ran'er, hugged her her head.

clap clap...

The hot sand rain fell for a long time before the tranquility was restored.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

Both Qing'er and Meng Ran'er coughed and stood up from the sand.

Both of them became sand men, with sand in their hair, clothes, and even their mouths.

Meng Ran'er patted the sand on her body, lowered her head and pulled the sand in her hair, coughing.

As for Qing'er, before she had time to do anything, she turned around, like a wooden stake, staring blankly at everything 20 meters away.

In the bunkers that were blown up one after another, there were bloody corpses buried—half-body, headless, with rotten stomachs, with broken arms and legs...

The more than 100 people who were majestic just now have all become ghosts.

"Mother! You are so powerful, master, you are not a monster, are you? How can you have such a powerful spell?"

Meng Ran'er followed Qing'er to see the corpses strewn all over the field, and sighed, "Oh, I don't want to hurt them. They are the ones who forced us to kill us. I think it's self-defense. This is not a magic spell. It’s the homemade bomb I made on the road, and it’s a little less powerful than I expected.”

Qing'er finally looked at the master with incomparable admiration.

Ling Xiujin, who had just put on a red wedding dress, was startled by two loud noises.

He asked curiously, "What's that sound?"

A servant said, "My son-in-law, the princess has already sent someone to see what's going on. The princess said that someone deliberately found fault and affected the princess's big wedding. No matter who it is, they must be captured and sacrificed with blood for this big wedding!"

The master and servant tidied up their clothes for a while, got into the carriage again, and planned to move forward.

But no, the horse was frightened by the explosion just now, its legs were limp, and it lay on the sand one by one, no matter how much it was whipped, it would not get up.

"Master, what should we do? These horses were paralyzed from fright and couldn't even get up."

Qing'er was so angry that she whipped the horse again.

Meng Ran'er frowned and thought about it.

Go on foot?Damn, the endless yellow sand filled the air, relying on human legs, when can we get to the front?

Patting her head, Meng Ran'er found hay from the back of the carriage and fed it to several horses.

Qing'er complained, "Don't give them hay to eat, why don't we move forward and stop these beasts! Disobedient!"

Meng Ran'er ignored Qing'er, found a small pole, tied a large handful of hay, put the small pole in Qing'er's hand, "Nu, here you are."

"What's this for?" Qing'er held up that strange pole and looked at it cross-eyed.

"Hehe, let the horses eat cakes to satisfy their hunger, and coax them to move forward. Don't let them eat them, just hang in front of them and greedy them."

As Meng Ran'er said, she clumsily climbed onto the carriage.

Qing'er muttered, "Can this work?"

The frightened horses just ate delicious hay, which aroused their greediness, and they all huffed and stood up from the sand. Qing'er followed what Meng Ran'er said, and raised the small pole on the horses. In front of the mouth, the horse stretched its neck, desperately trying to eat the hay hanging in front of it, so they scrambled to run forward.

Qing'er drove the shaft, and laughed, "Master, it's really good, it's really useful!"

Meng Ran'er also laughed, looking at the vast distance from the curtain, her heart was empty.

I couldn't help thinking to myself, "If I hadn't met that black-bellied guy Ling Yixuan, I would still be pretty smart."

After Ling Yixuan's three words came out of her mouth, she couldn't help scaring Meng Ran'er herself!

Why did he suddenly think of him?

Immediately, there was no complacency on her gaudy little face, only a stiff sadness remained.

Suddenly, Ling Yixuan's bright red hands were covering his bleeding belly, but he was still looking at him with his stubborn and deep eyes.

That group of people just now must have been sent by Ling Yixuan to kill him again... He seems to want to die...

"Bastard, Ling Yixuan! Even if I shot you, it was you who raped me first, and you deserved it. Why do you have to send people to assassinate me again and again? Don't you just hope that there will be no more me in this world?" Do you want me to die that much? You are so ruthless, so ruthless!"

The first time twelve ninjas came to kill and failed, this time they sent more than 100 people... If I hadn't been idle and had nothing to do, I made two bombs, I guess I and Qing'er would be buried in the desert of this frontier .

Heart, only sad.Meng Ran'er covered her face with her dirty hands and cried silently.

The carriage ran forward for a few miles, and the horses gradually returned to normal, the fright just now disappeared, and their strides became larger.

The Tianshan Mountains are getting closer, and the surrounding air is getting colder.

"Woo-!" Qing'er stopped the carriage.

"Master, we have already arrived at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, and there are many people in strange costumes in front of us."

Meng Ran'er wiped away her tears, opened the curtain, stood on the carriage and looked into the distance.

Indeed, it seems that among the yellow sand hills, there are many strong men wearing primitive furs. All of them have loose hair and a strip of cloth between their foreheads. The rough and primitive state is very similar to It's Indians.

Europe--!

The person on the opposite side suddenly let out a howl, like a wild beast seeing its prey. Suddenly, the yellow sand rose, and the group of savages who had been standing there and watching all ran towards Meng Ran'er in an instant.

Qing'er was stunned, and shouted, "Master, get in the carriage quickly, let's run, this is a robber!"

Pressing Meng Ran'er, he leaned into the carriage, and then he ran away with the carriage.

Who would have thought that the group of people ran really fast, even faster than a jeep in the wilderness. In the blink of an eye, in the space of ten seconds, the group of people screamed and surrounded the carriage in the crowd.