The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 27 Cowardly and famous lady (26)

The visitor was tall and wearing a black robe, but when he saw Luo Qinghuan's embarrassed appearance, his eyes dimmed, and he took off the robe and wrapped it around her body without saying a word.

The light was dim, and Yan took a look at it firmly, only then did he see the man's face clearly.

"Xia Shiyan!"

The man's eyes were always focused on Luo Qinghuan, and he slowly raised his head when he heard Yan Jian's angry voice.

A storm was brewing in Xia Shiyan's eyes, and Yan Jian's anger dissipated instantly with that undisguised killing intent, and a trace of fear could not help but grow in his heart—even though this was not the battlefield in northern Xinjiang.Yan Jian glanced at the woman in the other's arms, seeing that Luo Qinghuan was still well-dressed, he was inexplicably relieved.

"My lord, please stay safe."

There was only one thought in Xia Shiyan's mind, and that was to directly chop off the scum who dared to touch his cousin with a knife, but it was no match for Luo Qinghuan holding his lapel tightly in his arms. Although Xia Shiyan had no expression on his face, but The waves in his eyes miraculously calmed down.

"General Xia, this is a misunderstanding, I'm really sorry." Under this situation, Yan Jian was still very aware of the gap between himself and Xia Shiyan, and decisively retracted all emotions and lowered his head.Xia Shiyan's eyes changed several times, and he just sneered: "Misunderstanding?"

"It's indeed a misunderstanding," Yan Jian glanced at Luo Qinghuan quietly, and immediately lowered his hands to explain, "Fortunately, the second lady is unharmed, and I will choose a date to visit the house."

Yan Jian, who was bent over, had just finished speaking, when he suddenly heard the sound of crackling wooden planks in his ears, subconsciously dodged back, and the sharp fragments brushed his cheeks, leaving a slit on the side of his face. Thin bloodstains.

There was no one in the house.

Yan Jian stared at the open door with a gloomy expression, and slammed his palm on the table, causing the exquisite mahogany Eight Immortals table to split into two halves.

……

Yan Jian took Luo Qinghuan out of the capital. At this time Xia Shiyan took her out only to find that the sky was slightly bright, and the biting cold wind got into Luo Qinghuan's collar, even though she was still wrapped in Xia Shiyan's outer robe. I was blown and shivered.

Xia Shiyan felt the slender body of the woman in his arms tremble and picked her up without hesitation.

"Cousin!" Luo Qinghuan was startled for a moment and struggled quickly. Xia Shiyan paused and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, the horse is not far away."

Luo Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, but finally calmed down obediently.

Xia Shiyan held the person with one hand and the saddle with the other, easily climbed onto the white horse, and sent Luo Qinghuan back. Luo Qinghuan almost fell off the horse with a slight body movement, but fortunately Xia Shiyan's hand had not yet left her waist.

The muscles in the man's arms were tense, and Luo Qinghuan was silent for a long time before she heard his voice, which sounded like the friction of gravel.

"Hold tight."

Before Luo Qinghuan could recover, Xia Shiyan flicked his whip and galloped towards the capital.

Bumping back and forth on the horse's back, Luo Qinghuan, who almost hit a tree several times, could only maintain her balance by wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.

Finally, he rushed back to the Hou Mansion at dawn. Xia Shiyan carried the person over the high wall of the Hou Mansion and entered Luo Qinghuan's yard. However, he saw a person who shouldn't be here, and he immediately frowned. .

The other party also had a dark face.

Luo Qinghuan was firmly lowered to the ground by Xia Shiyan. When she raised her head, she met the man's heavy gaze.

"Fengqing..."

Feng Qing snorted coldly, raised her finger and pointed at Xia Shiyan and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's not yet time to lift the ban, so it's very inappropriate for His Royal Highness to be here."

Before Luo Qinghuan could explain, Xia Shiyan said something coldly, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.

"Is it wrong for me to be here? I think it's really wrong for General Xia to stay away from home with Qing Huan Ye!"

"I won't do that." Xia Shiyan frowned upon hearing this, "Fourth Highness, I will escort you back to the palace right away."

"Xia Shiyan!"

"Your Royal Highness, please follow me back to the palace."

"To shut up!"

Feng Qing suppressed her anger, took Luo Qinghuan's arm, and held him tightly in her arms.Luo Qinghuan's hands and feet were now weak, and she could not stop Feng Qing's movements. However, as soon as he hugged her, the wound on her back began to hurt, causing her to take a breath.

"Cousin," Xia Shiyan was the first to see her uneasiness, and immediately reached out and grabbed Feng Qing's wrist, "let me go!"

"Go away!"

Feng Qing was in a hurry, knocked off Xia Shiyan's hand, but clasped Luo Qinghuan even tighter, lowered her head and questioned Luo Qinghuan who had been silent since just now, "Shu Qinghuan, how dare you flirt with other men? ?”

Luo Qinghuan still lowered her head and did not speak.Feng Qing was even angrier, and raised her hand to grab her chin, Luo Qinghuan finally couldn't help crying out in pain, "Ah—"

"Don't think that pretending to be sick means-"

Feng Qing heard this voice and subconsciously spoke sarcastically, grabbing Luo Qinghuan's chin and trying to lift her head up.

Some wet liquid fell on his hand, and Feng Qing froze on the spot.

The chin grabbed by Feng Qing has been rubbed red under Yan Jian's rudeness, and now it leaves a red blood mark when she touches it. She can still grit her teeth and persist in Yan Jian's hand, but Luo Qinghuan, who has relaxed now, suddenly Feeling unbearable, his eyes were closed tightly uncontrollably, and tears fell without warning.

Xia Shiyan's complexion changed suddenly, and he stepped forward and pushed Feng Qing away regardless of his superiority or inferiority, and carefully supported Luo Qinghuan's shoulders, his voice could not conceal the panic: "What's the matter, does it hurt? Don't move around, I'll find a doctor right away!"

Luo Qinghuan's head was dizzy and she didn't answer. Xia Shiyan didn't care about the difference between men and women. He picked her up and went into the house, leaving Feng Qing standing outside the house blankly.

The hand that touched her swollen chin just now seemed to be scalded by fire, making Feng Qing's heart tremble.

……

Doctor Zhao and the female apprentice from the Xia Mansion stayed in Luo Qinghuan's room for a long time, until the two people outside the door were so worried that they slowly walked out.

Dr. Zhao is a well-known trauma doctor in the capital. When he came out and saw two people stuck in place like a piece of wood, he couldn't help but sighed and bowed to them: "Your Highness, General."

"Doctor Zhao, how is your cousin doing?"

Xia Shiyan was the first to ask the question. His impatient look was in stark contrast to the silent fourth prince. Doctor Zhao nodded his head lightly, which reassured Xia Shiyan a lot.

"The trauma didn't hurt the root, it's just... there are too many wounds on my back, and I can't deal with them one by one."

"There is also an injury on the back?!"

"Mainly on the back, and on the lower jaw - forgive me for talking too much, old man, this injury is nothing on a man, but this girl's constitution is really weak, I'm afraid she will have to lie in bed for a long time. Especially on the lower jaw The wound that had just formed was scratched open again, and I am afraid it will leave scars in the future - who did it offend? It's really sad that such a good girl has been tortured like this - alas..."

(End of this chapter)