MTL - The Story of a Stroppy Princess-Chapter 300 Nailed to the floor

Although Huayue Ling has a soft silk armor, but Canglong is not an ordinary person. At this moment, he has exhausted his internal strength and hit with all his strength. If Huayue Ling is stabbed, he will have half his life if he is not dead. --- End of the story, romance between Hong Kong and Taiwan www.hjw.tw )))

"Linger!" Mo Wushuang was horrified and wanted to push Huayue Yueling, but Huayue Ling knew that he would do that. She would never sacrifice Mo Wushuang at this time, so she pushed Mo Wushuang away. Let him roll aside, the beauty sword killed three people in succession, and was stabbed in the back by a sword. The strength of Canglong was directly penetrating the soft inner armor of gold and nailing Huayue Ling to the wooden board.

"Ah!" Huayue screamed, her arm flung, and the iron-cut muddy dagger shot directly into Canglong's eyebrows. Canglong's eyes widened and she couldn't believe Huayue Ling's situation. Can fight back.

The Canglong fell down in thriller, and Hua Yueling immediately looked at Mo Wushuang in pain. Mo Wushuang was in a coma, and she could no longer support her and passed out.

Seven days later, when Huayue Ling woke up, Mo Wushuang was standing in front of the bed with her little sister in her arms, her eyes slowly watching her slowly open her eyes.

"Linger, you finally woke up." Mo Wushuang cried in surprise immediately.

"Linger!" Hua Tieying at the back was so excited that old tears fluttered across the bed, and Xiaomi was crying on the edge.

"Wang, Lord, that day," Huayue Ling was a little worried not to see Nangong Yu.

"Linger, don't worry, the three princes are awake, and they are in the next room, but they are still very vain. Fortunately, you searched the Wenhua Tower thoroughly that day. I did not expect you to hide the princes on the roof. Crazy. "Mo Wushuang answered immediately.

"Wushuang, you, are you okay?" Huayue Ling looked at his thin handsome face with a tangled look.

"I'm okay. Little Shuang missed you." Mo Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse. He was worried about her. The injury was so serious that he couldn't guarantee that she would survive. Fortunately, the potions of the three kings were too Effective, slowly repairing her wound, but he will never forget, she pushed him away and was nailed to the floor by Canglong, at that moment he was so helpless.

"Ah." Xiaoshuanger rushed to Huayue Ling, let Huayueling look at his daughter with delighted expression: "Xiaoshuanger asked me to hold?"

"Linger, she's your daughter." Mo Wushuang passed the distressed small child distressedly, and Huayue Ling saw her black eyes as if looking at her like an admiration, and moved her to cry.

"I told her how brave and clever her mother is, she knows." Mo Wushuang looked at the mother and daughter pettingly, "Are you well wounded?"

"Me?" Hua Yueling felt a pain in her chest, and immediately frowned, looking down to see that she was still wrapped in gauze. I didn't expect Canglong to be so powerful that even her soft inner armor was penetrated by his sword.

"I'm fine, just a little pain." Huayue Linglu smiled at her lovely daughter.

"Linger, all those who caught caught the door, and the emperor was really angry this time." Hua Tieying looked at his daughter and said, "But the impact of such a wild slaughter is bad, and the emperor has become a tyrant. Can you persuade? emperor?"

"Everything is copied?" Hua Yueling said in surprise.

"Yes, they have also arrested martial arts people, and many people have been put in prison." Hua Tieying frowned. "After all, many people are very innocent."

Huayue Ling frowned slightly: "Dad, rest assured, I will say, right, how many days have I passed out?".

"It's the seventh day today. You're hungry. I'll let you eat it." Mo Wushuang immediately turned to explain, Xiaoshuang looked at him, and looked at Huayue Ling. This time, he did not cry, let Huayue Lingxin was extremely relieved.

"Dad, Wang's injury?" Hua Yueling asked while Wushuang left.

"Severely injured, especially with a broken finger. Hey, he just woke up and asked about your condition, and now he's asleep." Hua Tieying also struggled for his daughter.

Huayue Ling nodded and said, "How is he feeling? So many people have died in the palace, is he OK?"

"The four princes are with him. He should be able to see them open. His mother and concubine cried for several days and passed out several times, hey."

"Dad, did Wushuang say anything these days?" Huayue Ling asked.

"Dad also discussed your marriage with him, but he said that when you wake up, Linger, both men are affectionate and righteous. Dad knows that you are in a difficult situation, afraid to hurt any one of you. You three were born to death. Many times, everyone understands it, but Dad knows that you truly love Prince Wang, and you ca n’t bear to hurt Wushuang. It ’s really difficult, but it always has a result, not three people. ” Iron Eagle speaks the gut.

"Dad, I know." Hua Yueling could only sigh.

"Ah!" Xiao Shuanger stared at her unhappyly when she heard the topic.

"Little Shuanger doesn't seem to want you to marry Wushuang, after all, her father is the three kings." Hua Tieying said deeply.

Mo Wushuang happened to walk to the door of the house while holding the bird's nest porridge, and he heard this.

"Dad, but I can't hurt Wushuang anymore. I do have something to say sorry to him. Let's take it easy. Maybe to put it bluntly, it's not good for any one. The pain of three people cannot be added to one person." Huayue Ling sighed.

"Ah, I don't know why these two men are so infatuated." Hua Tieying shook his head helplessly.

Mo Wushuang's hands outside were a little trembling, and the bird's nest porridge was shaking, slowly turning back, and stepping back again.

"Little Shuanger, do you want your mother to kiss?" Hua Yueling started teasing her daughter, and found that this little guy's eyes were really pretty, and she looked a bit like her, thinking that she and Nangong Yan are both good genes, this little The guy must grow up more beautiful than himself.

Mo Wushuang walked in with a smile on his face, but everyone could see how much he had suffered during this time. He had to take care of Huayue Ling and Xiao Shuanger. Fortunately, the ecstasy in his own body would be lifted the same day. Otherwise, all three people lie down, and everyone must die urgently.

"Linger, drink some porridge first." Mo Wushuang gave the porridge to Hua Tieying, and reached out and hugged Xiaoshuang himself, because Xiaoshuang's eyes were already staring at him pitifully.

"Thank you, Wushuang." Huayue Ling nodded, took the bowl from Hua Tieying, snorted and drank half of it, she was really hungry.

"I'll go over to the grandmother, and Xiaoshuang seems to be hungry." Mo Wushuang already knew that when Xiaoshuang wanted to feed, she would wrinkle her nose hard. If she wanted to pee, she would open her mouth and shake her head, and These insinuations can be understood by Mo Wushuang.

"This little guy must be seeing Linger eating, and she is hungry, haha." Hua Tieying loved this granddaughter very much.

Mo Wushuang walked into the palace and walked in at the entrance.

"Wushuang, is Linger awake?" He had just heard from the maid.

"Yeah, I just woke up," Mo Wushuang replied.

Nangong Xuan Xuan ran to Huayue Ling's bed and was pleasantly surprised: "Linger, you finally woke up. If you don't wake up, Brother San Huang will not be able to survive."

Huayue Ling was startled, "Is he all right?"

"I'm not too worried about you," Nangong Yunxuan laughed. "Every time you wake up, the first sentence is to ask if you wake up."

Huayue Lingsong sighed, her heart pained, "I want to see him."

"Don't do it yourself!" Nangong Yunxuan eagerly said.

"I'm fine now." Hua Yueling struggled to get out of bed.

"Linger, let me hug you." Nangong Yunxuan stretched out his hand, and Huayue Ling did not pretend, "Thank you Brother Xuan."

Hua Tieying watched her beside, and the three came to Nangong's room.

"Brother Three Emperors just fell asleep shortly after." Nangong Lingxuan gently placed Huayue Ling next to Nangongyi's bed, and Huayue Ling looked at Nangongyi's much thinner face with sweat and more heartache. Then, looking to his left hand, there was still white gauze wrapped there, but it was obvious that he was missing one finger.

Nangong Yan seems to be sleeping very restlessly, sweat on his forehead is increasing, his expression is in tense, his brows are getting more and more tight.

"Master Wang." Hua Yueling felt as if he was having a nightmare and called gently.

"Linger!" Nangong yelled suddenly, widening his black eyes, full of terror inside.

"Master, I'm here." Hua Yueling confirmed that he was having a nightmare.

"Linger!" Nangong Ai couldn't believe it when she saw Huayue Ling's face again, and she bounced up immediately, her eyes trying to see her clearly.

"Master Wang, are you okay?" Hua Yueling looked at his confused look, reached out and touched his lean face, and his profound features were even more obvious.

Immediately, Nangong Yan reached out and grabbed her hand tightly, and said hoarsely, "Linger, you finally woke up." Tears fell uncontrollably after speaking.

"Master Wang." Hua Yueling was infected by his tears and cried.

Nangong Yan hugged her and cried loudly. The cry was so terrible and low, which made Hua Tieying and Nangong Yan Xuan moist. His so-called man has no tears. Nangong Yan is not far from death this time. It was destroyed by the door again, and my heart's ability to bear was really unbearable.

Hua Yueling also cried sadly, and the two were crying with headache.

Mo Wushuang could hear the cry at the grandmother's side, and immediately ran outside the door of their room, only to see those two people who were desperate. His heart was so astringent, and the tears flowed down silently. Personal pain is painful.

Three days later, with the help of Nangong Tianyu, Huayue Ling and Nangong Luan both concealed Mo Wushuang and went to Shengquanchi for a day of healing. All the injuries were repaired, but Nangong Luan ’s ring finger Can't come back.

On the fourth day, Nangong Yan bid farewell to Huayue Ling and her daughter, Nangong Yueshuang, and resolutely embarked on the march to Lanyue.

And Huayue Ling held Tian Shuang'er every day and talked less. Mo Wushuang silently watched her change. Although she was still tender to him, he found her heart was dead from her indifferent smile, and then I couldn't shake a little ripple, and smiled so gently every day.