When Lin Zhihuang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Young Master Yue is an interesting person."

After saying this, Lin Zhihuang stood up, took Sui Bianhong and Wen Nanfang, and left the tent.

When Young Master Yue saw that Lin Zhihuang had heard his last words before his death, he didn't say whether he agreed or not, so he stood up and left. His crying stopped and his eyes suddenly widened.

What does Lin Fujun mean by that? Interesting?

After a while, Mr. Yue saw two doctors entering the tent again.

Mr. Yue: "......"

Doctor?

If there is no hope of saving, what kind of doctor do you need?

Could it be...

Mr. Yue stiffened his neck and lowered his head, looking at the long sword stuck in his chest. He stiffened his neck and turned his head again, looking at Lin Wanniang who was standing by the couch, looking at him expressionlessly.

Mr. Yue had a glistening snot hanging from his nose: "I'm going to die, right?"

Lin Wanniang's eyes froze for a while on the snot on Mr. Yue's lips, and she asked, "What do you think?"

Mr. Yue's slender eyelashes trembled violently, and he shouted: "Didn't you say that you will die if you draw your sword?"

Lin Wanniang: "You can do as you wish."

Mr. Yue immediately shook his head: "No..."

Lin Wanniang: "Uh-huh."

Mr. Yue immediately thought about whether he had said anything fatal just now.

Hiss, it hurts...

I'm not about to play with a ball, but why does it hurt so much?

Just now, Master Lin knew that I was thinking too much, would you still let me live?

She said I was interesting just to save my life...right?

With all the doctors here, we should be able to save a life.

Mr. Yue: ".........."

It was a bit embarrassing for me to cry like that just now...

So many people have seen it...

Or he'd still be dead...

No...how could I die? How sad would my mother-in-law be if I died?

It seems like I'm pretty lucky.

Face is worthless, so if you lose it, just lose it...

Mr. Yue came back to life, his mind was full of thoughts, and his brain was running at high speed.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Wanniang came over and held her hand on the hilt of the sword on Master Yue's chest.

Hiss, it hurts...

Mr. Yue's amber eyes trembled slightly: "You...what are you going to do?"

Lin Wanniang: "Help you draw the sword. Try the feel first."

Mr. Yue swallowed his saliva and said, "Really...are you really not going to die?"

Lin Wanniang's eyes fell on the messy snot between his nose and lips again, and she felt a little disgusted: "If I were you, I would like to draw my sword and die immediately."

Mr. Yue followed Lin Wanniang's gaze and raised his hand, and his fingers were immediately covered with sticky substance: "..."

Mr. Yue Kongmang said: "You didn't see it, right?"

Mr. Yue suddenly felt that the pain in his chest was nothing more than a pain in his face, which made him a little unbearable.

Lin Wanniang gave Mr. Yue an unclear look and waved to the maid who came in with the doctor to serve him.

Lin Wanniang ordered: "Wipe Young Master Yue's face... then bring a piece of cork over and bite it on him."

Mr. Yue: "............"

Mr. Yue frowned and groaned.

Lin Wanniang: "What's wrong? It hurts? I haven't exerted any force yet."

The maid came over, looked at the two people on the couch carefully, then took out the handkerchief, shyly stretched out her hand, and wiped away the...snot from Mr. Yue's face.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Yue called to the maid who was blushing and about to retreat.

Lin Wanniang: "......"

Mr. Yue's face turned red, and he raised his hand to the maid that he had not put down since he wiped his nose.

"Wipe it here too." Mr. Yue ordered in a low voice.

The maid glanced at Lin Wanniang, and then carefully wiped Mr. Yue's pink fingers clean.

Lin Wanniang couldn't help but take a look at this pretty maid, and was speechless: "At this time, are you still in the mood to tease the maid?"ωωw.Bǐqυgétν.℃ǒＭ

Only then did Young Master Yue notice the maid's blushing face, and the pain in her chest with the sword in it started again: "...Do you think it's possible?"

"That's right." Lin Wanniang waved the maid away and sneered: "When your nose isn't running, you look pretty."

What are these words?

She is saying that he is charming with sex, right?

Right?

An angry look appeared on Mr. Yue's face: "You..."

Before Young Master Yue finished speaking, Lin Wanniang stuffed the cork into his mouth.

The next moment, Mr. Yue felt severe pain in his chest.

Young Master Yue let out a wail and howl of pain, and the cork bit his lips and curved in an instant.

The veins on Mr. Yue's forehead and neck swelled due to pain, and tears quickly gathered in his eyes. When his gaze shifted, he saw Lin Wanniang holding a bloody sword in her hand, and her face was stained with blood.

That sword... was the same sword that Ma Dechu had inserted into his chest before!

Why did you draw the sword without saying anything in advance? It hurt so much! It hurt even more than when it was stabbed in!

Mr. Yue was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. In the daze of pain, he saw a doctor appear in front of him instead of Lin Wanniang, pressing his wound firmly.

From now on...he will never do this kind of thing where his body is used to survive.

So uncertain!

That's what fools do!

Mr. Yue fainted in severe pain.

In the confusion of consciousness, Mr. Yue heard the doctor who was pressing his wound exclaim: "Ms. Lin, how can you draw your sword without saying a word? Mr. Yue's clothes haven't been cut yet!"

Lin Wanniang: "Cut now..."

The doctor muttered: "It hurts to cut now..."

When Mr. Yue finally lost consciousness completely, he heard Lin Wanniang say coldly: "It hurts. I won't dare to do it again next time... I will be good..."

The mother-in-law, Lin's little wife... are all so unlucky... scary...

When Mr. Yue fell completely into darkness, the Ma family, which had been prominent in Kuzhou for hundreds of years, also fell into its darkest moment.

In the magnificent Ma Mansion, the slaves scattered and ran away screaming.

"General Jiang! What are you doing? Why did you lead troops to surround my Ma's house and lock up our Ma family members?" the head of the Ma family asked urgently.

"The head of the Ma family, Mr. Ma Erlang of the house, assassinated the royal family's Young Master Yue at the hunting party held by Mr. Lin today, intending to rebel." Jiang Yuehe showed the arrest warrant to the head of the Ma family with a cold expression.

When the head of the Ma family and the Ma family men standing behind him confronted Jiang Yuehe heard this, they were immediately shocked and started to curse loudly.

"impossible!"

"Gou'er happily went to Mr. Lin's hunting party today, how could he possibly assassinate Mr. Yue?"

"Master Lin, what do you mean by this? We, the Ma family, have already given in to the strong control of food prices before. Is this greedy and wants to use unfounded charges to force us, the Ma family, to submit?"

"Mr. Lin, does this mean that our Kuzhou family is vegetarian? Does she think that other families will just sit idly by and ignore our Ma family if she so blatantly touches her?"

"Jiang Yuehe, you are also from a Kuzhou family. Mr. Lin Mansion is so ugly, you are a dog..."

Seeing Jiang Yuehe's face getting more and more ugly, the head of the Ma family immediately shouted: "Third, fourth, shut up!"

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapter content, please download the Xingxing Reading app, and read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapter content, and the Xingxing Reading novel APP has updated the latest chapter content.

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He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.

Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
To be continued...