C121 This king's consort

In his previous life, Lin Chuyue's death made him regret her actions. If she had forcefully taken Lin Chuyue away back then, such a tragedy wouldn't have happened.

In this life, for Lin Chuyue to have someone like Feng Yan by her side, he only needed to protect her silently.

Just a month to be happy.

At this time, Feng Yan waved his hand and gently hugged Lin Chuyue to his chest. His movements were extremely careful, afraid that he would hurt the woman in his arms.

"Lord Yan Kingdom, you signed a truce with Hua Kingdom. Why did you send troops to chase after this king's concubine?"

Yuwen Jing's abdomen had been stabbed by Lin Chuyue and blood kept flowing out from the wound. However, he did not seem to feel any pain and only looked at Lin Chuyue who was in Feng Yan's embrace.

"Your concubine? I wonder how Hua Kingdom and Flame King managed to get married. "

Lin Chuyue's words still echoed in Yuwen Jing's ears, and even more questions lingered in his ears, he wanted to know, what relationship did this woman have with Lin Chuyue.

"Yue'er is this king's fiancé. When this king's wedding ceremony arrives, I will definitely inform your country."

As he said that, Feng Yan gently carried Lin Chuyue up and turned to leave. But how would Yuwen Jing let Lin Chuyue bring away the Yan Kingdom's Immortal Mountain Treasure Map?

"Please wait, Flame King. In the arms of your fiancee, who has yet to pass, is a Immortal Mountain Treasure Map with Yan Kingdom."

"Oh? Yue'er, do you have any Immortal Mountain Treasure Map with Yan Kingdom? "

Feng Yan's words made Lin Chuyue have a face full of confusion, his expression looked as if he didn't know what they were talking about, "What's a Immortal Mountain Treasure Map? "I don't know."

"Your Majesty Yan Kingdom, this king's concubine said she doesn't know what's going on with the Immortal Mountain Treasure Map."

With that said, everyone's heart formed a thumbs up, only the Duke would be able to protect Lin Chuyue and have such thick skin.

Feng Yan turned around and his deep eyes fell on Yuwen Jing's body. His slow words stunned both Yuwen Jing and Gao Moli.

"Your Majesty, this king wishes to remind you that if you have time to look for the Immortal Mountain Treasure Map, you might as well first think of how to deal with the forces of the ten great families. I believe this king does not need to tell you about the relationship between your Lin Xian'er and Brahma Sound Island."

With that, Feng Yan turned and left with Lin Chuyue in his arms.

In Feng Yan's embrace, the pale-faced Lin Chuyue was smiling. Looking at the Yuwen Jing who was getting further and further away, Lin Chuyue reached out her hand and made a beheading gesture at the center of her neck.

This time she had miscalculated, but next time she would not be so lucky.

Yuwen Jing, she will definitely avenge the dead Black Feather Guard, the hundred dead Lin Family and her child. Leave your head on his shoulders for now, waiting for her to come take it away anytime.

Gao Moli, Qing Yi, Gu Lang and the others mounted their horses and followed Feng Yan's group as they left the Yumen Pass.

Yuwen Jing watched Lin Chuyue's disappearing line of sight, and only after a long while did he return to the Yumen Pass.

The little village at the border of Hua Kingdom.

"It's not wrapped like this. You need to first disinfect it, then apply the medicine on the white cloth and fix the wound."

Lin Chuyue lied on the big bed. The wound on her shoulder was bandaged very badly by the young man in the village.

"Wrong, the measurement of medicinal herbs is wrong."

The doctor was almost broken down by Lin Chuyue. If it wasn't for the fact that they saw a group of army officers standing outside, they would have already thrown their arms in anger.

"Forget it, go and bandage them. I'll do it myself."

Inside the tent, Lin Chuyue threw her husband out.

Lin Chuyue clenched her teeth and struggled to get off the bed, but was held tightly by a large hand. She turned around and sighed helplessly: "Feng Yan, I know I was wrong, can you hit me later? I'll bandage the wound first."

"This King, come."

Hearing Lin Chuyue's words, Feng Yan's gaze turned cold. Could it be that this girl thought that she was punishing her at this time?

Gently placing Lin Chuyue down on the bed, Feng Yan pressed the medicinal herbs that had been mashed, and returned them to the bedside. "What does this king want to do?"

"Remove the bandage on your abdomen, wash your wounds with strong alcohol, apply the herbs and then bandage them."

Lin Chuyue's words were simple, but when bandaged, the intense pain was not something an ordinary person could endure.

Outside the tent, Kun Peng and the rest heard the muffled groans, which showed how much pain Prince's Wife was enduring.

"Endure it. This King will apply the medicine now."

A bed was left with blood. Fortunately, the wound on his abdomen was not too deep. However, the wound on his shoulder was a piercing sword wound.

"Why did you do that?"

Feng Yan leaned Lin Chuyue on her body, taking off the gown she was wearing, the simple sword wound still visible to the bone.

"I know his weakness. "Humph!"

When the strong alcohol entered her wound, that indescribably burning pain tore through every single one of Lin Chuyue's nerves. Lin Chuyue lowered her head deeply into Feng Yan's neck, and did not even dare to breathe lightly.

"Hmph!"

Unable to endure the pain any longer, Lin Chuyue bit Feng Yan's shoulder, and cold sweat continuously flowed down his face.

"Return to the Hua Kingdom as soon as possible and let Wang Feng recuperate his injuries." Perhaps it was because of the lack of blood in the past, but Lin Chuyue's consciousness began to gradually pass out. In the end, her head tilted to the side and she lost consciousness in Feng Yan's embrace.

"Yue Er, don't worry. I will definitely take back everything for you."

As he draped a long robe over Lin Chuyue's body, Feng Yan picked up Lin Chuyue and sat in the carriage. Kun Peng, Gu Lang, I will leave the rest to you two. I will take Yue'er first. "

"Don't worry, your highness."

"My prince, the master is yours."

The two of them watched as the horse carriage gradually disappeared from their sight, especially Gu Lang, whose heart almost jumped out of its throat.

Heaven bless, master must be safe! She must be safe!

After ten days of galloping, Feng Yan and Lin Chuyue finally returned to the Hua Kingdom capital.

Once they returned to the capital, Feng Yan rushed straight to the Lin's Medicine Hall with Lin Chuyue in his arms. When Wang Feng and the others saw Lin Chuyue's current state, they immediately fed him a Heavenly Soul Pill and started the operation.

For the entire night, Wang Feng, Zhang Qiao, Li Le and Feng Yan were all gathered around the operation table.

"Your Royal Highness, don't worry. Your wounds have already been treated."

Wang Feng took off his gloves and sat beside Feng Yan.

He had never seen the Hua Kingdom Flame King lose control like this. Even though his face was expressionless, his two large hands were tightly clenched into fists.

"The rotting flesh in Boss's wound has been cleared up. He will wake up after half a day."

"Right."

In order to not hinder Wang Feng and the rest's movements, Feng Yan had been sitting in a chair in the operation room the entire time, staring at Lin Chuyue without shifting her gaze. Now, after knowing that Lin Chuyue was safe and sound, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Yan held Lin Chuyue's hand, looked at his small pale white face, and reached out her hand to brush away the long hair on her forehead.

"Go to sleep. This King will guard you."