Chapter 168 Testing

The wound on his arm was very deep, and the sword thrust was so hard that it almost broke his bones.

Thanks to Pei Mo's strong martial arts skills and quick reflexes, he managed to avoid the fatal blow.

Murong Qing gently wiped the blood on her arm with hot water and got closer to the wound little by little, her eyes gradually turning red.

I saw that the skin and flesh of the wound had turned outwards, vaguely revealing the white bones inside, which looked shocking.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't let you get involved in this matter, you wouldn't have been so seriously injured." Murong Qing couldn't help muttering, feeling very guilty inside.

But when Pei Mo looked at Murong Qing who was so gentle, he reached out and gently held her small white hand, his tone as gentle as the spring breeze in April.

"Don't say that. If I don't go this time, how can I successfully rescue Ruyan?"

He couldn't imagine how much pain he would feel inside if it was Murong Qing who was injured this time.

Fortunately, it was himself who was injured this time, otherwise he would really not be able to forgive himself.

Thinking of this, he actually smiled softly.

"Isn't this bad? If I wasn't injured, how could I get such careful care from you?"

Pei Mo was shocked: "He has indeed suspected me."

However, Pei Mo's face was covered yesterday, and the third prince did not get any strong evidence, so he was dubious and unsure at this time.

"He looks normal. Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

But he had to test it, and today in the court, there was an opportunity.

Pei Mo arrived at the court early and saw the third prince already waiting there.

"Ma'am, take care of yourself, I'm leaving first." Ping'er closed the door, sighed softly, and then left quietly.

"As long as you stay safe, that's enough for me. If you get hurt, it's nothing."

But Pei Mo said solemnly: "No, it is precisely because I was injured that I have to go to court. Otherwise, wouldn't it make the third prince suspicious?"

"It's still early now. You can rest for a while. I'll ask someone to prepare breakfast for you."

Pei Mo had already guessed what she was thinking, but he still asked knowingly and waited for her answer with a sweet look on his face.

Pei Mo lost a lot of blood today and spent a lot of energy fighting with the Third Prince's men. He lay on the bed and fell asleep soon after.

When Ping'er brought hot water in, he saw Murong Qing still standing on the ground and said with concern: "Madam, it's getting late, you should go to bed and rest quickly."

The two of them spent most of an hour bandaging their wounds in the house. After a long time, the door opened.

Yan Jingtian usually has the best relationship with Pei Mo. If he is trying to hold him back, then the person who wants to help behind the scenes must be Pei Mo.

After some persuasion from Pei Mo, Murong Qing finally gave in.

As soon as the third prince saw Pei Mo, his sharp eyes looked at him.

Murong Qing blushed instantly and gently hit him on the chest.

Murong Qing had just rubbed the wound, and when he heard Pei Mo say such words, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, his little hand shook slightly, and Pei Mo gasped in pain.

"Then...then I don't want to see you suffer such a serious injury...promise me that no matter what you do, you must take good care of yourself in the future, otherwise..."

Ping'er knew that Murong Qing was worried about Pei Mo. Seeing that her face looked a little tired, she knew that he would definitely not go to sleep, and she felt even more distressed.

When Pei Mo woke up, he saw Murong Qing sleeping next to him, so he moved much softer, for fear of disturbing her rest.

His heartbeat quickened instantly, but it only took a moment before his face returned to calm.

Is this a confession?

"Then you must be careful yourself."

A heartbreaking pain spread throughout his body. Pei Mo clenched his teeth in pain, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Although it sounds very disgusting, it feels as sweet as eating it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Murong Qing's face was so red that he almost didn't dare to raise his head to look at Pei Mo.

Murong Qing knew that Pei Mo had to go to court, so he frowned and persuaded: "Why don't you, general, not go to court today? After all, you are injured. If you ask for a day off, the emperor will agree to it."

"Don't worry, I won't let myself get hurt again. Besides, I'm just going to court today, so it's nothing serious. When the third prince sees me, he won't be suspicious if I'm safe. This way, Ruyan will be much safer.

"

But Pei Mo reached out and gently pinched her chin, tilted her head up, and met his eyes, her eyes filled with happiness.

"What else?"

Murong Qing, on the other hand, was so worried that he didn't fall asleep all night. He kept serving Pei Mo with his clothes on. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, he gradually relaxed and stayed there until dawn.

"You clearly know what others want to say..."

He thought about it for a long time after he went back yesterday, and he always felt that Yan Jingtian had a purpose for staying there.

"General, don't be in such a hurry to get down to the ground. Your wounds still need to be rested, so don't be in such a hurry."

Murong Qing hurriedly moved around, wanting Pei Mo to lie down for a while, but Pei Mo had already fallen to the ground.

The wound on Pei Mo's body was bleeding again, and the gauze he had just wrapped it yesterday was dyed red.

Otherwise she would be worried to death.

"The third prince came quite early." Pei Mo endured the severe pain and even cupped his fists to salute the third prince. His movements were natural and there was no stiffness at all.

"General, are you awake?" Murong Qing opened her hazy sleepy eyes and saw that Pei Mo had stood up, so she stood up as well and hurriedly stepped forward to serve him.

The smile on the third prince's face suddenly froze, and the doubts in his heart deepened.

Murong Qing asked someone to prepare a light dinner for Pei Mo. After feeding him personally, he helped him go to bed to rest.

"General Pei, you came very early today." The third prince came up with a smile, walked up to Pei Mo, stretched out his hand and deliberately patted his arm, right on the wound.

"But……"

Murong Qing blushed instantly.

The room instantly became quiet, and the affection between the two gradually became stronger. Pei Mo picked up Murong Qing's petite body and held her tightly in his arms with his uninjured arm.

Murong Qing had to put on new gauze for him.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy at all now, you can go to sleep first."

Seeing that Murong Qing was worried about her, Pei Mo smiled softly and put his arm around her shoulders.

But Murong Qing was a very light sleeper, and the slightest noise would wake her up.

He remembered clearly that the man in black was injured on his left arm yesterday, and the sword had penetrated deeply into his skin.

As long as it is a normal flesh and blood person, he must be seriously injured and cannot even get off the ground.

But Pei Mo showed up here without incident.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?
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