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Chapter 1305 Immortals are not immortals (63)
Chapter 1305 Immortals cannot become immortals (63)
Auntie’s wrist can’t be compared with the experienced Baijiao.
When Bai Zhan interrogated the prisoners, he used endless methods.
Auntie’s hand holding the flute was trembling, and tears couldn’t stop falling down.
“You, don’t force it now…”
Bai Zan snorted coldly: “Didn’t you force me all this time? When you concealed my gender, you just wanted to make your life better? Now that life is better, are you afraid of me again?”
“My aunt never told my father my gender for nineteen years. Why, tell me now, do you think you can still struggle? Let me tell you, and please tell my father, it’s impossible.”
Auntie cried and said: “I can’t help it! He wants you to marry a wife, I can’t see you delaying other girls! It will be exposed.”
The flute and sword in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Bai Chan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and clapped his hands twice: “Auntie is really kind… But, Auntie, do you know how many people I have killed? In Dali Temple, how many people were driven crazy by me, Auntie , you and my father give me peace of mind, don’t make me angry. My colleagues call me “Yan Luo with a jade face”, I think, you don’t want to see it.”
Bai Zan said loudly: “Xianning, take Madam back to her room to rest, and wish Madam Li Liu to take good care of Auntie, so nothing can be lost.”
Xian Ning just came in, her gaze fell on Bai Chan’s bleeding hand: “My lord…”
Seeing Bai Chan’s eyes, Xian Ning closed her mouth again, walked over respectfully, and blessed her body: “Auntie, please.”
Auntie also knew there was nothing she could do. I had no choice but to wipe away my tears, clutching my handkerchief and going out.
Bai Zhu picked up his sword flute, took a handkerchief and wrapped it casually, wiped his sword flute clean, and put it away.
Her actions like this put even more psychological pressure on my aunt.
It’s just that this hand…
How will I explain to Liu Sang-hwa later?
I didn’t expect so much when I started.
Asking Qiu Yu to clean the house, Bai Zhan hesitated outside the house before going in. The back of the injured hand was behind him, and the handkerchief was already stained red and soaked in blood.
Liu Xianghe’s eyes were not friendly: “Why did you go out and hesitate to come in?”
Bai Ju felt a little guilty: “Xianghe, there is a small box in my bedside cabinet, can you bring it to me?”
Liu Xianghe gave her a strange look: “It’s cold outside, what is Zishu doing here? Come here to warm your hands, I’ll bring you the box right away.”
Yu Xianghe walked to the screen, sniffed it suddenly: “The smell of blood…”
Liu Xianghe’s complexion changed, and he hurried over: “Zi Shu, they hurt you again? Let me see…”
Bai Juan explained: “They didn’t hurt you, go get the medicine box quickly.”
Liu Xianghe turned to get the medicine box, and Bai Chan sat down calmly.
Liu Xianghe brought the medicine box, only to see Bai Chan’s hand tied with a handkerchief, and the handkerchief was dripping blood.
Liu Xianghe’s face was gloomy and terrible: “Why are you injured so badly? Your parents are really good! Why are you so honest? Don’t you know how to hide?”
Bai Ju’s voice was much lower: “I hurt it myself.”
Yoo Sang-hwa: “!!”
Wanted to blame her, but couldn’t bear it.
Yoo Sang-hwa had no choice but to open the medicine box without saying a word. After finding the medicine to be used, she untied her handkerchief, sprinkled the medicine on the wound, and bandaged Baijiao with Subei’s bandaging technique.
“Zi Shu, with such a serious injury, you must take good care of it recently.”
Yoo Sang-hwa finally put down a very soft and slow tone.
Not willing to say a serious word.
She was hurt, he didn’t know what happened, and he couldn’t blame her.
(end of this chapter)