Chapter 163: Xue Carrying Prince Ouyang back The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

“Shaochen!” Murong Xue exclaimed, hurriedly stretched out her hands to support him and let him fall on her shoulder. She looked at him carefully, only to see his eyes closed and his breathing impeded. His long eyelashes cast two thick shadows on his eyelids. The lips of his slightly pale face tinged with unnatural black and purple!

Damn... He had a relapse!

The moment he was bitten by the snake, the snake venom had flowed all over his body with his blood circulation. Although she had detoxified the snake venom for him, there would be residue more or less. Taking two pairs of drugs could eliminate the residual poison, which would have been no big deal.

But before he could take the drug, he exerted inner force to speed up the flow of the residual poison in his blood. As a result, the poison attacked his heart, causing his coma...

Fortunately, the amount of residual poison in his body was small, which would not hurt him too hard!

Murong Xue took out a silver needle and gently pricked it on the acupoint of Ouyang Shaochen’s chest. With the gently twisting of the needle, the black-purple color on his lips gradually dispersed, and his pale face gradually recovered some red color...

Ouyang Shao Chen coughed lightly, slowly opened his eyes and looked into Murong Xue’s worried eyes. His mouth curved with a shallow smile, “Don’t worry, I’m fine!”

“Are you hurt?” Murong Xue’s eyes were faint. She was just trying to help him detoxify but had not had time to check his injury.

“Just a few dozen assassins, far from hurting me,” said Ouyang Shaochen wearing a proud face.

That would be fine! Murong Xue breathed with ease. The thick scent of blood lingered on the tip of her nose. She frowned tightly, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, and lowered her voice, “It’s too nasty here. Let’s go!”

Ouyang Shao Chen coughed a few times and said weakly, “I’m weak all over now. I could not walk. Go to and the mansion to call Xun Feng and Wuhen for me. I’ll wait here!”

“How could that work?” Murong Xue shook her head and rejected his proposal. Ouyang Shaochen had a relapse. He did not even have the strength to walk. Even someone with a little mastery of martial arts could kill him. She could never leave him in the pile of dead bodies.

“I will carry you back!” Murong Xue naturally turned around and backed on Ouyang Shaochen.

Looking at her thin figure, Ouyang Shaochen was slightly shocked, “I’m heavy, can you?”

“Less talk, how do you know I can’t without trying!” Murong Xue said grumpily, grabbed Ouyang Shaochen by his arms and carried him on her back.

Ouyang Shaochen lay on Murong Xue’s back, both feet still on the ground. His two arms around her white neck, hanging down in front of her. Looking at her unstopping sweat on her forehead, Ouyang Shaochen eye’s emerged with a clear smile.

“Keep steady, I’m going!” Murong Xue reminded him softly and walked slowly forward.

Ouyang Shaochen nodded, “Okay.”

It was getting dark. Carrying Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue walked out of the alley and came to the street. There were very few pedestrians in the street. She walked slowly, with a layer of sweat on her forehead. Her arch eyebrows puckered up and panted heavily as she walked. Why was the man so heavy?

Three or four beggars gathered from different directions. They walked lightly and quietly. After they signaled to each other, sharp hidden weapons like arrows from the string shot towards various important acupuncture points on Murong Xue.