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Ke Yuehua quickly walked out of the Ke Zheng palace, and only when he smelled the fresh air outside, did he feel the strong stench of blood in the palace dissipate slightly. She turned around and looked behind her. Her heart was filled with disgust.

This broken sword cliff, could not stay any longer!

"Senior apprentice-brother!" As soon as he stepped into the stone room, the strong smell of medicine assaulted his nostrils. Yue Hua didn't dare to let her thoughts run wild, and wanted to move closer to him.

The man lying on the stone bed was wrapped in white cloth, his face pale. If it weren't for the slow rise in his chest, he would have been no different from a dead person. Looking at the bloodstains on the white cloth, Ke Yuehua felt pain in his chest, as if it was filled with thousands of ants. Senior Brother, when had he ever been in such a sorry state? It was all for himself. As she thought of this, her face actually became somewhat moist. He then lightly wiped it with his hand and actually started crying.

Late autumn was busy at the side, and Ke Yuehua noticed that she was limping as she walked, her right leg actually twisting in an abnormal posture.

"Late autumn!"

It was only then that the busy girl seemed to be jolted awake. She abruptly turned her head, as if she couldn't believe it. Only when Ke Yuehua shouted again, did she finally throw down the water basin with a 'bang', and ran towards Ke Yuehua in a hurry.

"Miss?! "It's the young mistress!"

Ke Yuehua tightly hugged the trembling body in his embrace, feeling only that his eyes were even more sore.

"It's me. It's late autumn. It's me. It's good that you're fine."

The frail looking woman held onto Ke Yuehua's cheeks again, her voice was choked with sobs, "I'm fine, I'm just worried about Miss." She wiped away the tears on her face, her weak eyes filled with determination. "Seeing that my young mistress is fine, I feel like everything I've done was worth it!"

"Master is still unconscious, the person who did this to you has such a vicious heart, and yet, he didn't even have a whip to spare. If I wasn't an expert in medical knowledge and had a lot of precious herbs in my hands, Master would have died a horrible death under that person's whip!"

As she said till here, her eyes were once again about to burst into tears, but she forced herself to cry. She wrung out her handkerchief and placed it on her forehead.

"Since broken sword cliff treats us like this, one day, I will make them pay a hundred times over!" She couldn't help but ask as she looked once more at the late autumn who was walking up and down with limping steps. "Late autumn, your legs …"

The emaciated woman suddenly stopped, "It's just a crippled leg." She casually turned around to look at the red-clothed female, "Consider this all as my retribution. If it wasn't for me, how could the young miss have been captured by the broken sword cliff?" With that, he let out a miserable laugh, "Miss, do you still blame Late Autumn?"

Ke Yuehua looked at the woman who was forcing a smile, and frowned slightly, "No, of course not." She pulled the silent Muna girl to her side. "No matter if it was in the past, now, or in the future, you will always be my good sister. Do not listen to the flowery words from the Ke Zheng. Remember, you are one of my people and one day, I will bring you out of this crappy place! "

These words were filled with a burning arrogance. Looking up at the woman in red in front of him, he felt that she had a convincing pride in her. And such an aura was something that Xiao Sui in the past would definitely not have!

"You? Miss, you recovered your memories! "

Seeing the shocked and doubtful expression of the woman in front of him, her clear and cold eyebrows carried a trace of a smile, "Yes, you can think that I have recovered my memories of my Ke Yuehua, and can also think of me as my Xiao Sui for one rebirth."

"Young, young miss!" At this point in time, the only thing she could do was hug the red dress tightly. It was as if she was holding onto hope. It was a burning flame, but it brought her endless warmth. She believed in xiaojie, and believed that she would definitely bring him out of this man-eating Purgatory!

The two of them were filled with warmth, until a pained groan came from the bed. So it turns out that the medicinal herbs were in effect, and his Jian Qiuying slowly recovered his consciousness.

"Senior apprentice-brother!" Ke Yuehua moved forward and carefully sat on the side of the bed. Looking at the white cloth whose blood was seeping out from behind the man who was lying on the bed, his heart throbbed with pain.

"Moon Flare …" Jian Qiuying snorted in pain again as he laid prone on the bed. Although he had regained his consciousness, he could not move at all, and even if he slightly moved the skin on his face, it would still cause the whip wounds on his neck.

With such a heavy whip wound, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a short period of time.

"Master, you don't have to worry. Late autumn will definitely try his best to help you recover." The white cloth in her hand had a resolute look on it. "Master, don't move for now. I'll help you change the medicine later in the autumn."

Therefore, Jian Qiuying stopped speaking. Even though his body was weak, his eyes were still cold, as if the pain behind him had not happened to him.

"Senior Brother, I will be leaving for Fourth Prince tomorrow."

The tone of the Ke Yuehua was ice-cold, as if they were really just going on a mission. "I'm not by your side, you have to take good care of yourself. That Qin Yu is not kind to you and me, if he comes to provoke us, you should ignore him, and even more so don't listen to his words. "

"Senior Brother, I'll leave it to you. In the latter part of the autumn, most of the people at the cliff have ill feelings towards us, so even if someone comes up and talks to us, you shouldn't easily believe her."

"Don't worry, Miss." After carefully applying the medicine, she said, "In my life, I've only heard of two people. One is the young miss, and the other is the master." After she finished speaking, she smiled lightly at the Ke Yuehua and walked out carrying the silver basin that was filled with dirty blood.

"You want to go to Fourth Prince?"

Jian Qiuying looked at the red corner of the clothes in front of him, "Was it arranged by Ke Zheng?"

"Yes, the reason I'm going this time is to secretly take his life." The tone of the Ke Yuehua was calm, and if not for the light trembling of the eyelashes, the people around them would have been tricked.

Even though this prince was usually arrogant and hot-tempered, he was indeed different from her. Even though he was harsh and unreasonable to her in the beginning, he was still able to discern her feelings towards him …

Thinking to this point, Ke Yuehua felt a headache, and his ice-cold face revealed a rare trace of a tangled expression. It should also be different, but what kind of feeling was this, that it was the same as Shi Jinchen?

Jian Qiuying naturally did not see Yue Hua's currently conflicted expression, "Shi Jinchen is the Fourth Prince of the Southern Summoning Nation, to you, he …" He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Since he came to save you before, it shows that he was still concerned about that Xiao Sui, so you can continue to return to his side with your identity as Xiao Sui. Presumably, he won't doubt you."

"I know, Senior Brother, don't worry." Ignoring the small depression in his heart, he chatted with Jian Qiuying for a while more before turning around and leaving.

It's time to prepare to return to Fourth Prince s …