Ye Liuli seemed to be having a dream, that she was wearing a red wedding dress and bowing to her husband.
Because she was wearing a veil, she couldn't see her surroundings, as she was sent into the room.
In a state of shock, Ye Liuli came back to herself and realized this wasn't a dream. She was really sitting on a wedding bed.
How was this happening? It felt too real too?
When Ye Liuli was about to pull the silk red veil off, the loud and disturbing noise of wooden wheels was heard. She was expecting to hear a few auspicious words in appreciation, the person congratulating her for successfully getting married but unexpectedly after the noisy wheels sound, she heard nothing again.
"Groan."
A man's voice could be heard, and the voice was too cold, you could feel a chilly and murderous aura from it.
Immediately after that, she heard the sound of uneven footsteps. There was no sound in the room, only a choking breathlessness .
Eh? What's happening here?
Ye Liuli was a very clever girl, and for a while she didn't respond, and she raised her hand to cover the sound of her breath. Her raised hand was stopped in the air.
Suddenly she felt that her scalp was being pulled tight. Her hands being held up , the red veil had been hurriedly thrown aside, and her phoenix crown was also torn off her head in the process.
The phoenix crown was stuck in her hair, pulling on the hair strands, causing her scalp to hurt.
"Seventh Miss? Oh, I really want to see how this kind of person is abandoned." The person said as he hit her crown.
Ye Liuli felt dizzy and confused, she couldn't distinguish her sorroundings or sense of direction, she could only feel her jaw being clenched by a large iron-like hand and pulled forward.
The man's eyes were beautiful. With raised eyebrows, deep eyes, and dense eyelashes, the dark eyes looked so cold, they could cause frostbite.
This was Ye Liuli's first impression when she saw him, but then, the huge mark of a scar from a fire on his face shocked her.
Such a handsome guy, why was he burned so badly like this? I can't save his looks even if I use the skin grafting technique from the modern world.
Dong Fang narrowed his eyes "She's more beautiful than I imagined her to be. Just use her skin as a war drum and give it to the frontline officers."
Ye Liuli was taken aback. "What, you are going to skin me into a drum? I've never messed with you? Let me go!"
With that said, she freed her hand and stuck her chin up fiercely, glaring at him, and turned to run.
She was wearing a red nine-layered wedding dress on her petite body which made her look wrapped up like a ball, running away couldn't have been so easy right?
He grabbed her arm tightly, "Aren't you very brave to dare to escape in front of me?"
Ye Liuli glared fiercely. "Nonsense, it is only a fool who meets a psychotic man and doesn't run, even if he does not kill a man. I tell you that it is okay to be ugly, but to be ugly inside?" She bent down, her eyes never leaving his wrist that held her and bit him.
Dong Fang never thought that the woman in front of him would bite a person like a dog and he let go in surprise.
Don't think Ye Liuli was wrong to try to escape this way, in order to deal with all the troubles that came from working in the hospital, Ye Liuli was the kind of person who specialized in self-defense and various life-saving skills. After all, her medical skills alone couldn't save her life if she was in danger.
When you run away for the first time after you break free, it is easy to get caught, and the best way to go is ... while the attacker is unprepared, he will be angry and irrational so he'll easily make mistakes .
When Ye Liuli saw that the disfigured man sitting in a wooden wheelchair, she smiled, "You are actually disabled! Hmph! You deserve it! Everything irritates you, and you don't take it easy, you can't even tolerate a little trouble!"
After her little outburst, she turned the wooden wheelchair sideways, and the person on the wheelchair naturally fell to the ground.
"Bold!" His Majesty shouted subconsciously, his emotions out of control.
Bam! the back of his head hit the wall.
Someone who was so arrogant just now suddenly lost his voice.
Ye Liuli looked down at her scarlet red wedding dress and looked at the antique buildings around her. For the first time in her life, she felt an impulse to commit suicide. "Transmigration ...it wouldn't be transmigration right? God, I'm so materialistic and modern, Socialist successors, so many people want to transmigrate, don't let me who doesn't want it get it! "
Pushing the door open, she suddenly noticed a crowd of people kneeling on the ground.
Seeing this, the head of the guard shouted, "Princess, why are you out? Your highness?"
Ye Liuli was also stunned, but she instantly stabilized, "The Lord asked me to tell you that today is a day of great joy, so don't kneel. What can you do about his orders except obey them? It's so unlucky." She snorted hardly, then leaned on the door.
People kneeling outside looked at each other. Is this ... possible?
Inside the room door, Ye Liuli leaned weakly against the closed lintel, her eyes widened and pale.
Auntie, are you going to perish here? She asked herself. If she remembered correctly, she was dead in her previous life, in order to save an incurable terminally ill patient. It stands to reason that a good person has a good story to tell. Even if she transmigrated, shouldn't she have a fragrant and spicy life. She felt she should be living like a rice weevil, with no worries or care in the world.
But what was this?
Escape? There were countless loyal servants outside, and she was going to be arrested at any time.
Couldn't run away? A disabled ass**** in a wheelchair was going to peel her skin and make her into a drum.
What could she do? She was also desperate!
Ye Liuli's brain was blank, her limbs were weak, and her body slipped softly, but there was a slight horrible rush into the nasal cavity.
Occupational habits die hard, and when she smelled this, she knew to look for blood.
When she looked up, she saw a large blood stain on the wall, and suddenly remembered that she was blindfolded with a veil, and there was a hilarious congratulation, and then a loud noise came.
If she was right, Dong Fang was beaten out with a single palm, so there was such a blood spatter.
When thinking of this, Ye Liuli's back spinal dripped sweat again, this world will not have ... martial arts, right?
Ye Liuli had a desire to commit suicide again. When she looked back at the disabled prince, she had decided that as long as she found a weapon, she would slice his neck.
She then saw a man in a black brocade robe lying on the ground. Although she was embarrassed, she had to admit that the man's figure was excellent.
Needless to say, the wide shoulders narrowed to his slim but firm waist, and the robe swung up so that she could see his legs. Those were some extremely straight and long legs, very graceful.
She saw something else.
He's bleeding!
No wonder the smell of blood was getting stronger.
Ye Liuli rushed forward, opened the man's hair to look at the wound, and ripped his clothes up for bandaging.
This was an old wound that had already healed, but in the end the previous wound was too deep, and the skin after healing was also very thin. After today's bump, it split again and spilled blood.
Ye Liuli did not dare to neglect. In the absence of other medical equipment, the treatment of such a large head wound must be pressed to stop bleeding.
She first tore the layers of her wedding gown quickly, pressed down on the wound, and then knelt on the ground, sitting on her knees, while pressing the carotid arteries on both sides of the neck trachea. One side.
Ye Liuli's body was not only bloodstained , but she was also sweating. She didn't know if she should be lucky or sad.
Sadly, there was a risk of skinning just after transmigrating. Fortunately, although the man's head was injured, it looked like he was only injured slightly.
If the veins were ruptured, it will be very difficult, but if the arteries are ruptured, Ye Liuli thinks that it is better to give the man a happy moment, kill him first, and then commit suicide.
Soon the bleeding stopped, Ye Liuli breathed a sigh of relief, carefully placed the man, got up and began to look for medicine boxes everywhere.
This was a luxurious Chinese-style room, whether it wass a carved bed or a table and chairs, they were all carved with good sandalwood. No wonder the flowers or beasts were so lifelike and vivid, the furniture placed in this house is modern. Comfortable and classy.
Next to the bed was a table, behind which was a Bogu rack, and on the other side was a cabinet.
Ye Liuli opened the cabinet door and saw many women's supplies in it. She wanted to prepare for the bride.
At the bottom of the cabinet, she found the pillbox.
When she hugged the pill box, Ye Liuli almost cried. Whether she thanked the Virgin Mary or the Guanyin Bodhisattva, at this moment, she just wanted to express her gratitude.
Ye Liuli studied Western Medicine at the Medical University, but because of her family's background in medicine; her grandmother was a Chinese medicine practitioner, so she was involved in Chinese medicine.
It was impossible for her to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat intractable diseases, but finding gold sore medicine from a pile of medicines was no problem.
Gold sore medicine is generally configured with male earthworm, bile Nanxing, blood exhaustion, horse chrysanthemum, keel, south safflower, chuanxiong live, crab bone, angelica, pure frankincense, mouth wind, white pheasant, cimicaria, calamus, chuanxiong. You can guess the taste, even if you guess wrong, it's not her who died anyway.
While Ye Liuli was preparing to give medicine to the disabled man, she heard a voice outside the room.
"Master Jun, the prince and princess have rested."
Ye Liuli was familiar with this voice, and it was the head of the guard.
Immediately afterwards, there was a clear and nice man's voice.
"The prince and the princess were resting peacefully? Do you believe it? Let me go!"
"Sorry, Lord Military Officer, although you are good friends with Wang Ye, the wedding festival is worth a lot of money, and no matter how big of a friend you are, you have to wait for Wang Ye to finish the night in the house." The guard's leader's voice was implied.
"A candle-lit night in the cave room? Sun Dazhu, are you really stupid or pretending to be ?" Gu Jun lowered his voice. "You don't know about the situation of Wang Ye, how can you sorround the room?"
"Even if you can sorround the room, you can't mess up the night of the Lord's wedding." The guard leader named Sun Dazhu is also a real person.
"Get out of the way, and if you don't let me go, your princess will have to die." Gu Jun finally lost his patience.
"The princess is going to die? Why is the princess going to die?" Sun Dazhu, who was scratching his head, was pushed away, and the door to the new house was opened.
As fresh air poured into the room, a lot of the bloody smell poured out of the door.
Military division Gu Yanxi yelled, "Well, it's still one step late. Ye Liuli, that woman can't die. The prince is trying his best to target our lord, if Ye Liuli is dead ..."
The rest of the words he did not say, they were stuck in his throat.
Because deep inside the bedroom, on a large sandalwood carved bed, gold silk was embroidered under the flaming red bed tent, and a white tender slender arm protruded out.
Against the backdrop of this happy red, the snow-white arm had a faint crimson color, making people imagine.
Sun Dazhu swallowed his saliva fiercely, but Gu Jun realized that it was inappropriate. He pushed Sun Dazhu and others out, and he turned to his side and didn't look directly.
"Excuse me, under the surname Gu Mingzhun, is Your highness' military officer, may I speak to the king?" If the clear and nice male voice was listened to carefully, there a faint fear threatening and caution.
"The prince is naturally good, but I'm tired," the woman's voice was very light, but it was crisp and soft, gentle. "The prince is asleep, let's talk about whatever you want to tomorrow."