Chapter 1257 (1/2)

The person sent by Guangbo Hou just came to give a notice and left.

”Impossible!” Luo qingluan's face suddenly turned white. She stood in the same place with an unbelievable face. She spoke words in her mouth. Her fingernails clenched her palm tightly to hide her inner panic.

Nalan night was seriously injured and disappeared?

Luo qingluan absolutely doesn't believe it.

Nalan night is not a simple person. Isn't his martial arts very powerful? How can you get hurt suddenly and even disappear? Suddenly, Luo qingluan didn't come to digest it.

Yuan Xing pinched his chin and thought, ”it's unlikely that the Lord will be injured. It's rare that the Lord will be seriously injured in the world. We've been with the Lord for so many years, and the number of times the Lord will be injured, let alone seriously injured.”

”Yes, yes, so don't believe this gossip, princess. It may be that Guangbo Hou made a message to cause trouble.” Yong'an stepped forward and followed his persuasion.

Also, we don't know whether this matter is true or false. We can't easily conclude that Nalan night was seriously injured.

Having said that, Luo qingluan's hanging heart still hasn't put down. She has only one idea now. Nalan night can't have an accident.

”OK, I see. Let me think about it alone.” Luo qingluan sat on the chair in a daze as if she had lost her soul.

Yuan Xing and Yong'an gave each other a look. They winked and finally stood at the door as the door god.

The Lord wants them to protect the princess's safety, so they can't slack off.

Luo qingluan was confused and sleepy, so he fell on the wooden table and took a nap for a while. She had a dream. In the dream, Nalan came towards her with a smile. As the picture turned, Nalan fell in front of her with blood all over.

A maid sent by Lin Yixuan to serve Luo qingluan hurriedly ran to Luo qingluan and pulled her throat. She was out of breath: ”Miss Luo, wake up. There are people from Guangbo Hou. Let you go immediately.”

By such a shout, Luo qingluan suddenly woke up, stood up conditionally, pulled the servant girl's sleeve and asked, ”did they say anything?”

Since the man was sent by Guangbo Hou, they must have news of Nalan night this time.

”It seems that... I want to bring the injured prince to see you.” The servant girl was frightened by Luo qingluan's sudden action and said hesitantly.

Luo qingluan paused, his brain was running fast, and there were only three words on his mind: Nalan night.

The next second, Luo qingluan ran, faster than the rabbit.

If you guessed correctly, the direction was the door. Yong'an immediately pulled Yuan Xing's arm, and they quickly followed Luo qingluan's figure.

Because Lin Yixuan had told Luo qingluan not to stop his action before, the guards gave way one after another, and Luo qingluan walked all the way.

Under a big tree not far from the door, there was an extremely luxurious carriage. Two high headed horses pulled the reins. The young man stood in a row, and a low stool was placed outside the carriage. It was obvious that there was someone in the carriage, and this person was probably Nalan night.

The curtain of the car was lifted from the inside. Nalan night curled up in the carriage, his eyes closed, his body fluctuated gently with his breath, and got out of the carriage with the help of the servants.

Nalan night has no blood color on his handsome face like a sculpture, and his chest is wrapped with a bandage that has long been bleeding and difficult to distinguish the color. The whole person looks ill. He occasionally makes a cough or two, and the cough sounds are compared

Big.

At this time, Nalan night is like a piece of paper. As soon as the wind blows, it can float up immediately.

It seems that things have developed to an irreparable point. Nalan night was hurt more than she thought.

Luo qingluan's heart suddenly collapsed. She couldn't hide her emotions and rushed forward recklessly.

Yuan Xing was shocked when he arrived at Yong'an. Their king, who was world-famous in martial arts and meticulous in mind, was hurt so badly?

”Yuan Xing, help Nalan night into the house!” Luo qingluan paced back and forth with hands and feet, took a deep breath, and tried to make himself less nervous. ”Yong'an, immediately let everyone burn hot water, prepare scissors, fire folding, Jinchuang medicine, and my silver needle.”

Dissuade everyone, even Yuan Xing of Yong'an didn't stay. Luo qingluan said that he needed to be quiet during the treatment, so he let them guard at the door and let no one disturb him.

Outside the door, Yong'an finally couldn't help but say, ”Yuan Xing, why did you say that the LORD was hurt so badly?”

Yuan Xing flew an eye knife with full warning: ”I think you just eat salty radishes and worry less. With the princess, the prince will be fine.”

It was precisely because he believed in the princess's medical skills that he said so. In fact, he was also very worried about the prince and didn't know how he was hurt.