Chương 1214: She Hasn't Been Good

Xuan Ying froze when he saw the bright red blood.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

One drop, two drops, three drops… blood trickled down the sheets.

He stretched his arm out, pulling the silk blanket covering her body away…

Feng Lingxue lay on the bed quietly, she was bleeding and blood just started spreading around her, she was like a blood-stained flower, exuding a deathly yet charming aura that made one gasp.

Xuan Ying's hands were burning, lowering his eyes, her blood had stained his fingertips. He felt as though he was burned by scalding hot lava, instantly retracting his hands.

In these past three years, his hands had been stained with blood on his political journey.

However, he hadn't been afraid before.

But now, he was.

Terror consumed him.

He staggered backward. One step, two steps…

"Help! Someone come and help!"

He groaned, it hurt so much.

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