Chapter 237 (1/2)

There was a crash.

The sword was drawn out from the scabbard. Before I could see the shape of the sword in my hand, suddenly, the burning temperature rose and almost burned the palm of emperor Feng's hand.

Hiss.

The hot temperature fused his face and threw his hand out directly. After the sword body was drawn out, whose hand it fell into, the hot temperature still existed. Just as the sword was ready, it was thrown to stand in front of the princess.

And she held the little prince in her arms, and the sword fell on the little prince's face. In a moment, a cry rang out.

Wow.

”Yu Er...” Princess Zhen was startled. The sword also fell on the back of her hand and was scalded. But she didn't worry about her own injury. Instead, she fell back, and the little prince fell from his arms and fell to the ground.

Wow.

Cry, is so harsh, is so loud.

It can be seen that the child was injured.

Suddenly, Feng Mo Chen stood up and ran to the throne.

The rest of the people were stunned in place, at a loss, do not know what happened.

The palm of Fengdi's hand was burned. When he reacted, he saw his prince fall on the ground. His cry became smaller and smaller, and his face changed suddenly. He called out: ”doctor Xuan...”

As soon as the sound came down, the shocked consul immediately called for doctor Xuan.

Feng Mo Chen ascended the throne and bent over to pick up the little prince who fell on the ground. But the next moment, he was robbed by the princess and glared at her: ”prince, you are so cruel. You want to hurt yu'er.”

This sound quality control, let Feng Mo Chen frown tightly.

When is she going to kill her yu'er?

It was an accident.