Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 242 broken sores

"Miss Nine, we have to pack him up, walk around in the house, there are many people chaos. The house is not ventilated and hot, isn't he good here?"

Yunwu screamed with a smile: "It's very good. You think, I will burn you now, and then put it under the sun, will it be good?"

The people in the room all changed their faces. I didn’t expect this kind of weak and incompetent Miss Nine to say this.

However, the cloud dance said, they are still listening to jokes.

The **** with the cloud dance came over and warned her with a sullen face: "Miss Nine, jokes can't be opened, if this is passed to the emperor's ear, it can't be solved."

Who believes that the ugly Yunjia Nine Miss, like the Dragon III, has the ability, let alone the courage?

Their minds, Yun Wu can not know.

However, the cloud dance no matter how jokes they are, just walked over and untied the thin that was covered by the dragon.

The eunuchs around the palace, after seeing the black bandages on the dragon three, were all scornful.

Yunwu puts her hand on the pulse of Longsan. She knows medicine and naturally detects that the dragon's three veins are weak and the injury is too heavy. If it is modern, surgery is urgently needed.

However, the situation and conditions are not allowed here.

Therefore, when the mind is moving, there is a layer of black fog on the finger that flashes out, just because the color of the bandage on the body of the dragon is similar, and no one else looks far away, and no one pays attention.

After a while, there was a black and arrogant answer in the chaos hall.

- From his pulse, it is very weak, the injury is aggravated, and there are signs of heat stroke, but...

- But what?

- I feel a little strange!

The black pride in the chaos hall seems to have some doubts.

Cloud dance raises an eyebrow.

- What is strange? make it clear.

--Ok! For the time being, I don’t know very well. However, if you don’t find someone to save now, he will not be able to live.

The cloud dance heard the words and the brow wrinkled.

But then, in the eyes flashed a trace of the blade of the light, the path of the pathetic white, with an attitude of intolerance and refutation, toward those palace girls.

"Now, go find something to set up a pergola for Longsan, and then two people will fan him, and someone will ask him to come to the doctor."

The ladies heard the words and looked at the cloud dance like a mental illness. They ignored her and turned to go back to the hall to continue to cool.

The snobbery of the cloud dance to these people has long been disgusted with giving, but the face of everyone is deeply recorded in the mind.

These people are now bullying, and one day, she will let them, regret what they are doing today.

The cloud dance took a deep breath and blinked, but it recovered the usual weakness. The most urgent task is the body of Long San.

A few thoughts lingered in the heart of the cloud dance, and in the blink of an eye, I thought of a solution.

At this time, the cloud dance is not in a hurry.

Instead, turn around and return to the house.

Under the eyes of the palace lady's doubts, she moved a stool and sat down next to Long San. In the sun, her face became paler and weaker.

At this time, she was always cold-eyed, and the overseer of Zhou Batian.

"Grand Duke, I remember, the emperor's purpose is to send me and Long Sanyi Palace as soon as possible, to the college. Since these ladies say that she is busy, no time to scruple us, then let me wait here with Long San.

If we are sunburned in the palace under this hot sun, you remember to go back to the emperor and let my grandfather come back to me and the corpse of Long San. By the way, let the palace eunuchs in this palace be buried with us. So when we get to the bottom, we can have a service from the next person. I believe that the emperor will agree on the face of my grandfather and my father who just returned. ”

Cloud dance is very common, just like explaining things.

However, when her words fell, the face of the **** and several palace ladies changed a lot.

They used to aim to sort things out. As for Long San, it was all picking up soft persimmons. Anyway, he was burned and half dead.

Even if they die in the sun, they will not be able to count them.

However, this Yunjia Nine Miss, but the favor of the old man of the cloud, a few days ago, the generals of the cloud returned to the government, if the young lady is dead here, then the emperor will certainly pursue it.

Then, will they still have a life to live?

Just, is the waste nine Miss, is it rumored to be as timid as a rat? How can you say so now that it can threaten people's strength?

The lady who had previously looked down on the cloud dance, she bit her lip, and eventually she was forced to compromise.

"This autumn, you go to the royal doctor, other people, come over to the pergola, and the joyful children come over to fan the wind."

They can not care about the death of Long San, but if the Miss Nine is really dead here, then they may have lost their lives.

Whether it is true or not, these people do not want to lose their lives.

However, a few palace ladies used to bully Longsan on weekdays, and now they have to wait for him, all of them look like a grievance.

The **** with the cloud dance has never been open, but there are some accidents in his eyes. He has stunned her. He always feels that perhaps this decision of His Majesty may not be very wise.

Because, this nine Miss, may not be as good as they think.

It’s just what she said, and she has smothered the sorrowful eunuchs. Where is this legend, a waste of timidity like a rat can be done all day long?

Thinking about this, the **** is still busy with taking care of Long San, the cloud dance for him to cool down, hesitating whether it should be reported to the emperor.

Cloud Maiko would not know that the **** was suspicious of observing her eyes, but she did not make any corresponding moves.

At this time, she should continue to be a waste, not too unusual.

As for the words of the genius, the rabbit is anxious to bite, can't the sick scorpion say a few words?

Cloud dance touched the dragon three, the ugly burn marks of the sweaty forehead, brows wrinkled.

How did his scars seem to be burned soon?

She remembers that Long San said that he was burnt in more than ten years, but the burn marks that she touched under her hand, how do they feel... Is it burned by the holy fire last night, so it looks more new? mark?

Just at the time of cloud dance doubts.

"Don't... don't burn me..."

The faint dragon three muttered, and the eyelids rolled over with the eyes, and it was very uncomfortable at first glance.

The cloud dance carefully held the hand of the dragon's three waves, and across the gauze, it seemed to feel the hot body temperature of the dragon.

"Is the doctor still not here?"

At the side of the black-faced palace lady, unpleasantly replied: "Too hospital is so far away from here, where can be so fast. Miss Nine should not say that when the doctor came slowly, it was also Our fault, are we still going to be beheaded?"

"How do you say a slave? This is the master you should serve. Your attitude is such that when I see the emperor next time, I must talk to the emperor and let him rule your sins."

Under the concern of the eunuch, the cloud dance lifted the pale chin and looked at it with a sigh of relief.

Too much to listen to, but I feel a little relieved.

Yes, Yun Jiajiu is a waste, it should be like this. If he is wrong, then, have all the informed people read wrong in these years?

That is impossible!

After the **** saw this, the corner of his mouth finally rose slightly, his eyes sneered at the ridicule of the scorn, faintly flashing, still not snoring.

The dragon three began to become more and more uncomfortable. The blood, sweat and ointment on the gauze were mixed together, and the gauze was soaked, and the air emitted some unpleasant smells caused by the three.

The lady who fanned the wind couldn't help but hold one hand on her nose, and the speed of the fan slowed down.

Cloud dance darkly frowned, and my heart began to ask black arrogant.

- Black arrogant, is this really okay?

- Temporarily dead, it is more sin. When I am out of the Imperial City, I have some medicines, and you can use them for you.

The brows of the cloud dance were loosened, and at this time, the doctor who was late, was finally the emergence of Yuyou.

"Hey, how do you make this disgusting look?"

The doctor who was only 30 years old, looked at the dragon three with a distorted expression, sniffed the smell in the air, and refused to step closer.

Yunwu suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Taiwan, come over and see, Longsan seems to be no longer. The emperor has gone up with the will, let me go to the Shenwang Samurai Academy with Longsan, this he wants now If there is anything, I am afraid that no one can afford it."

Taiyuan weighed the words of Yunwu. In order to avoid being criticized by the emperor, she had to endure the disgusting smell and approached the dragon three whose face was twisted and ugly.

The fundus flashed the disgusting disgust, but when I saw the gauze wrapped in the dragon, the brow wrinkled.

"You, go get some hot water, come over and help me remove the bandages from him."

The doctor put down the medicine box and muttered: "On such a hot day, people must be smashed!"

When the ladies heard the words of the doctors, they quickly ran a few quick reactions. In the end, only two of them looked at them and they were left behind.

"Taiwan doctor, really want to remove his bandage?"

Both palace ladies are very reluctant, and they are so distasteful across the bandages. Who wants to see the waste and is sore? Not enough to be disgusting!

Tai doctor is more dissatisfied than them, and prestige: "What is Luo Wei, do you want me to dismantle it?"

The two maiden girls immediately closed their mouths, and they used their fingers to pick up the bandages on the dragon's body.

The action was extremely rude, and the dragons in the coma were screaming again and again.

"Forget it, let me come."

Cloud dance really can't stand it anymore. According to their tempering method, Long San must be tossed to death!

The palace girl heard the words, and when she was happy, she could hand over this hardship and quickly retired. If the doctors insisted that they should let them fan, to cool down and help the air flow, it is estimated that the two had already slipped away.