As the shining knife fell on Shangguan Yan'er's ankle, mu Zhihuan clearly saw that Shangguan Yan'er's face was instantly pale without the slightest blood color.

Bean's big beads of sweat are like beads that have lost their thread, falling down one by one.

Shangguan Yan'er was stiff and hurt like this. But he didn't shout.

Only the red lips that were bitten and bleeding were telling her pain.

Finally, when the doctor finished dealing with the rotten meat, the doctor took out a medicine bottle from his bag.

He looked at the colorless Shangguan Yan'er who had been tortured by pain and couldn't bear to say, "I'm going to give you medicine. If you really hurt, bite this."

Then he handed Shangguan Yan'er a piece of cloth wrapped with cotton.

Shangguan Yan'er was not hypocritical. She took the cloth: "thank you, doctor."

With the white powder scattered on Shangguan Yan'er's leg, Shangguan Yan'er sobbed and fainted with pain.

Mu Zhihuan looked at Shangguan Yan'er nervously: "what's the matter with her?"

The doctor gave Shangguan Yan'er a pulse: "it hurts. This medicine is powerful. It hurts a little, but this is a palace formula. With this medicine, you should scab soon."

Mu Zhihuan nodded: "thank you, doctor. There's another girl over there. Please have a look by the way."

The doctor answered, went out of the prison door and let someone open the door over there.

Mu Zhihuan called a bodyguard: "Shangguan girl, she's hurt, so I want you to find the family's Mammy to change her bedding for Shangguan girl immediately."

The bodyguard looked at mu Zhihuan a little embarrassed: "this... Isn't that good?"

Mu Zhihuan gave him a white eye: "did the Lord ever tell you that everything depends on me."

The bodyguard was stunned when asked: "yes... It was said."

"That's enough."

Mu Zhi Huan's cold eyes glanced lightly: "don't go quickly! Waiting for me to invite you?"

The bodyguard saw that mu Zhihuan was angry and didn't dare to say anything more. He ran out in three or two steps.

As soon as she saw the bodyguard leaving, mu Zhihuan heard a burst of painful crying from the cell beside her.

Then came the doctor's scream.

Mu Zhihuan put down Shangguan Yan'er suspiciously. When she was just ready to explore what happened next to her, she saw a white figure running out of it.

Before mu Zhihuan reacted, two guards at the door stopped the white figure.

The man roared, as if he were extremely frightened.

Mu Zhihuan just wanted to go up and say something, he heard a dull noise, and then saw the two bodyguards dragging the white figure back to the cell.

At the moment of passing by mu Zhihuan, mu Zhihuan saw the white figure woman's face.

Suddenly, mu Zhihuan only felt a chill rising in her heart.

That woman's face looks too much like herself.

No, it should be almost the same as before. How is this possible?

Isn't she soul wearing?

At the moment, mu Zhihuan only felt a burst of cold on his spine, and his whole body could not help shaking because of fear.

According to reason, should she be princess Ningguo locked up by jiangzisu? How can you look like yourself before you cross? What the hell is going on?

Just out of mind, Shangguan Yan'er, who was in a short coma behind him, woke up.

She called out in a weak voice, "Miss mu?"

Mu Zhihuan was startled by the sudden sound: "are you awake?"

"Yes."

Shangguan Yan'er sat up with a weak body: "what are you looking at?"

Mu Zhihuan said "ah". For a long time, she shook her head: "nothing. The doctor seems to be injured. I'm going to see it."

Hearing what she said, Shangguan Yan'er didn't think much: "can you pour me a glass of water?"

"Oh, yes." Mu Zhihuan, a little flustered, poured Shangguan Yan'er a cup of cold white wine: "how are you? The doctor just said there was a medicine that can not make you so painful, but this medicine may make you drowsy and listless. If you need it, I'll go to the doctor to prescribe it for you."

Shangguan Yan'er took the water gratefully, drank a mouthful of it, and then said, "no, I want to remember the pain!"

Seeing her so firm appearance, mu Zhihuan nodded: "you have a good rest first. There's something wrong there. I'll go and have a look."

Shangguan Yan'er nodded: "go and pay attention to safety."

Mu Zhi's heart warmed: "well."

When she came to the next cage, mu Zhihuan found that things were not as simple as she thought.

Although the doctor had been helped up, it was not difficult to see what he had experienced before.

And the blood stains on the ground and the princess's feet were shocking at a glance.

Seeing mu Zhihuan coming, the doctor came up and said, "Miss mu... This girl... She suddenly moved. I didn't expect that she was very cooperative before."

Mu Zhihuan looked at the doctor and said, "it's not your fault. I forgot to tell you that she was a patient with psychosis. If I had told you earlier, there would be no such thing."

The doctor sighed: "Hey, I'm nothing. It's the girl. I don't know how the injury on her leg is."

Then the doctor patted the dust on her body and went to the unconscious princess. After seeing the injury on her leg, he breathed out: "fortunately, it's just a skin injury. This girl's injury is obviously heavier than that girl before. Even if the injury on her foot is good, I'm afraid it will affect walking in the future."

As soon as mu Zhihuan heard this, his heart sank: "doctor, please don't let anything happen to her at all costs."

The doctor was obviously very embarrassed: "I can only try it. After all, how has the final say of the wound been restored?"

Mu Zhi Huan nodded: "then trouble you."

This time, perhaps because the princess was in a coma, the doctor went forward and cleaned up the wound on her leg in two or three times: "then it's better to have a rest, but remember not to touch water."

Mu Zhi Huan replied: "well, thank you, doctor."

Seeing the doctor off, mu Zhihuan carefully came to the princess and looked at her face carefully.

The eyebrows and eyes are really the same as they were before they had no soul to wear. How can people be so similar?

He was absorbed in watching. He only heard a sound of Yinning from the population. Mu Zhihuan turned around and left here almost without thinking.

Hiding outside the door, mu Zhihuan patted her chest, and her heart was speechless.

She is not ready to face this woman. She doesn't know who this woman is. Maybe she is parallel to time and space, or anything else that makes her unacceptable.