Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang said as he pushed open the door of the Zen room and headed towards the bustle. The temple was simple and shabby. Even after renovations, traces of the dilapidation of the past could still be seen. Nie Wushuang turned around several Buddhist halls and finally saw the person surrounded by people covered in blood. exquisite.

Seeing Nie Wushuang coming, all the maids and officials knelt down one after another. Nie Wushuang stepped forward and took a look, frowning: "Why is it so badly injured?"

The maids talked about how Linglong took the risk to pick mountain flowers, how she was seen by the emperor and His Highness Prince Rui who were just returning from a trip, and how she fell into the cliff. Fortunately, the cliff was not too high, only a few feet, and there were pine branches sticking out from the middle that caught her clothes, which prevented her from falling to her death.

After listening to the palace maid's description, Nie Wushuang looked at the unconscious Linglong and asked, "What about the imperial doctor?"

The maids looked at each other in confusion. Some said they were going to call for a doctor, while others said there was no royal doctor. While there was a lot of commotion, Xiao Fengming led the imperial doctor over quickly. When he saw Nie Wushuang there, he said, "The imperial doctor will treat you quickly."

The imperial doctor stepped forward and carefully examined the limbs, and then said: "The leg bone was broken and the wrist was also injured. Fortunately, it is not serious."

Nie Wushuang stepped forward and said gently: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will take good care of Miss Linglong."

Xiao Fengming nodded: "That's very good. I'll leave first. Just let the imperial doctor do his best to treat him."

After he finished speaking, the abbot from the temple came. He gently said a few words to the elderly abbot and then left.

Nie Wushuang watched him leave, and then her beautiful eyes looked coldly at the unconscious Linglong on the bed: "Emperor Physician, the Emperor has a decree, and we will do our best to treat him!"

The imperial doctor quickly got busy. The palace maid was also there to help. After working for a long time, the injuries on Linglong's body were bandaged properly. Nie Wushuang just waited patiently. The palace maid persuaded her to leave to have a meal, but she refused. She only used it hastily in the Zen room that was full of medicinal smell, and then continued to guard.

It was not until dusk that Linglong woke up from a coma. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a graceful figure standing in front of the window.

"Cousin..." she called with difficulty.

The figure turned around and walked slowly over. Her charming face was reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, giving her a strange and beautiful look.

Linglong woke up from the chaos and couldn't help but said in shock: "Yes... she is the Queen."

Nie Wushuang smiled, sat next to her, and asked warmly: "How does Miss Linglong feel?"

"It's better, but it hurts so much..." Linglong then felt pain all over her body, especially her legs, which were so painful that she was sweating.

Nie Wushuang took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, with regret in her eyes: "Poor, such a good girl... alas..."

When Linglong heard this, she couldn't help but pause, then she looked up at her and stammered: "Queen, I, I... what's wrong with me?"

Nie Wu kept his hands in his hands, sighed, and tucked her into the bed: "Don't think about it, just have a good rest. You still have a lot of youth, don't think about it."

Linglong could hear the deep regret in her words and couldn't help but became anxious and grabbed her hand: "Queen, Queen...what's wrong with me?"

Nie Wushuang withdrew his hand and blamed himself: "It's all my fault. If only I didn't let you follow me. Why are you climbing the Western Mountain? Alas, after something like this happened, your cousin must hate me to death. How can this happen? It’s a good idea. Such a handsome person..."

Linglong was so anxious that she was about to cry. She couldn't help but struggled to get up, and then she saw clearly that her legs were tied with clean strips of cloth. However, there were blood stains on the strips, and she felt heart-piercing pain when she moved: "I, I... ...What's wrong with me? My legs! Oooh..."

Nie Wushuang watched her cry anxiously with cold eyes. When she cried unbearably, he sighed and asked: "Stop crying, I won't get back your legs if you cry again. Oh, if you want to blame me, blame God. Why?" Let you fall off the cliff, the imperial doctor said...sigh...that's all, Miss Linglong, don't be too sad, it's just a leg."

When Linglong heard this, she burst into tears.

Nie Wushuang patted her back and advised softly: "Forget it, this is God's will, you can't blame yourself."

"No... someone... someone pushed me!" Linglong raised her head, her face covered with tears and indescribable despair. She cried, "Someone pushed me and I fell!"

"Who is it?" Nie Wushuang looked calm and asked calmly: "Miss Linglong, don't talk nonsense. Why would someone push you off the cliff? Isn't this asking you to die?"

Linglong cried for a long time but didn't say anything. Nie Wushuang waited patiently for her to finish crying, and then said with a cold smile: "Miss Linglong, can't you tell me? In my opinion, you just fell off the cliff to get close to the emperor! What a hero to save the beauty. Miss Linglong actually destroyed one of her legs for an illusory purpose. How can a beauty without legs win the eyes of the emperor no matter how beautiful she is? Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

After saying that, she stood up and turned to leave.

Linglong lost control and shouted behind her: "No, she forced me! She forced me to do this. Queen... I didn't want to..."

Nie Wushuang slowly turned around, Qingcheng's face showed a hint of ridicule: "Who is she? If you refuse, how can she make you risk your life to appear in front of the emperor?"

"I..." Linglong was ashamed: "I...I was wrong!"

Nie Wushuang looked at her carefully and said slowly: "If you knew you were wrong, you should have left the palace long ago and not get involved in right and wrong. You are just a chess piece in her hands. The chess piece is life or death. People who play chess don’t feel bad, she only cares about winning or losing.”

Linglong covered her face with regret and cried: "It's too late to regret now, my legs are whimpering..."

Nie Wushuang said with a half-smile: "Your legs can be healed in half a month and a month. You have lost so much blood. Go home and let your mother recuperate you."

When Linglong heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at Nie Wushuang's face with her mouth open: "You, you... you deceived me!"

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The third update is completed. I'm sorry. I still owe a thousand words. I'll write it tomorrow. I'm too tired today. Sorry!

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