Was wronged, Blood transfusion

When Xiao Tianyao returned, Lin Chujiu was still inside the maternity room. No one knows what she was doing, so no one could give a report.

Xiao Tianyao's whole body exudes coldness, so the Chief of Zhuangzi didn't dare to approach. But still, his legs soften and he fell down: "Slave, this slave, please, Wangye. Please… …"

Before he could finish, Xiao Tianyao said: "Bring the person to see benwang."

"Huh?" The Chief of Zhuangzi didn't understand Xiao Tianyao's meaning. So, the guard next to him could only explain: "What about the relative of the pregnant woman that Wangfei brought in? Where is he? Wangye wants to see him." Wangfei brought the man inside, so of course, Wangye wants to know who is he, right?

"Yes, yes, this slave understand." The Chief of Zhuangzi ran in a hurry and rolled on the floor after three steps. After a few more steps, he arrives at the maternity room: "Young master Mo, young master Mo… …"

At this time, Mo Qingfeng was very worried about his sister in the maternity room. So, when he heard the Chief of Zhuangzi running and screaming, his face darkens: "Keep your voice down, don't you know there is a pregnant woman inside?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The Chief of Zhuangzi instinctively reply, but deep inside he thought. Why was this young man getting angry? This place was their Wangfei's site. If he didn't beg their Wangfei, he won't be here, so why he was being fierce? But… …

This young man was not an ordinary person. So, he didn't dare to argue.

The Chief of Zhuangzi stepped forward, leaned his head and whispered: "Young Master Mo, our Wangye came back and wants to meet you."

"What?" Mo Qingfeng walked away, so he didn't hear it clearly. The Chief of Zhuangzi repeated his sentence again. This time, Mo Qingfeng heard his words, so he couldn't help but get a little nervous. He hesitated for a moment, but then, he nodded his head: "Well, I'll go with you."

Right now, he also wanted to know this Wangfei, he wanted to know who's imperial prince of the east she was married to.

"Please… …" Seeing that Mo Qingfeng was not in a panic, the Chief of Zhuangzi felt glad that he didn't dare to argue with him. He didn't get scared with their Wangye, so what's more if it's him, right?

Because Xiao Tianyao's arrived, the yard was now full of guardsmen. Mo Qingfeng clearly felt a chilling atmosphere in the surroundings, but he didn't say anything, he only followed behind the chief.

In the flower hall, Xiao Tianyao was sitting upright and holding a teacup. Obviously, these actions were very normal. But, with Xiao Tianyao, these actions seem can make a person feel depressed.

Inside the flower hall, aside from Xiao Tianyao, there were also four guards. However, at first glance, only Xiao Tianyao was noticeable.

Mo Qingfeng had never seen Xiao Tianyao before. But at a glance, he recognizes who's the man was in front of him.

An imperial prince with disabled legs, but still has an overbearing aura. Although he was sitting quietly, a person couldn't dare to ignore him, but rather, stared at him more.

In the East Country, there was only one man that fits this description… …

"East God of War, Prince Xiao?" Although Mo Qingfeng said it in a question, when he came in, he folded his hands in a fist and respectfully paid a greeting.

Xiao Tianyao didn't ignore Mo Qingfeng, he put down the teacup on his hand, and looked up to him: "Northern people?"

Xiao Tianyao asks, but his tone revealed that he was sure.

"Mo Qingeng of Mo Family in Northern Territory greets Xiao Wangye." Mo Qingfeng didn't hide his identity and frankly said.

"Mo Qingfeng? Mo Family's third son, a martial artist under the 7th Martial God." Xiao Tianyao's sentence revealed Mo Qingfeng's identity one by one.

Of all the people, his wife rescued the largest family in Northern Territory and encountered the only son of Mo Family, who knows martial arts.

This luck is extremely… … not good.

Mo Qingfeng was quite surprised by Xiao Tianyao's knowledge about a little person like him. However, he still honestly admitted it: "Yes, my master is the 7th Martial God. Master has mention Xiao Wangye before, he said that if Xiao Wangye didn't get into an accident, Xiao Wangye will be the youngest martial god out of the four countries."

"Benwang has a close relationship with your master." In other words, Mo Qingfeng is a younger generation. And Xiao Tianyao was expressing his goodwill.

"Master often speaks about Xiao Wangye, he always say that Xiao Wangye is a dragon." Mo Qingfeng's tone was full of respect, but deep inside, he was extremely depressed. He was only a few years younger than Xiao Tianyao, but Xiao Tianyao and his master has a good relationship.

"Mmm." Xiao Tianyao always heard such a praise, so he didn't take it seriously. He asked: "What is your relationship with the pregnant woman?"

Mo Qingfeng is not married. So… …

"She is my eldest sister." Mo Qingfeng only mentions one thing and didn't elaborate much his eldest sister's identity.

Xiao Tianyao didn't ask another question. But, how much does he really know about the Mo Family's only son? How about to the Mo Family's daughter?

Does he need to spend so much time asking about such things?

After Xiao Tianyao asked that question, he no longer speaks again. Mo Qingfeng would like to speak to Xiao Tianyao more, but his cold face really scares him. He simply didn't know how to start a conversation. So, for a moment, the flower hall fell into a deep silence. Until the Chief of Zhuangzi rushed inside: "Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo, Wangfei asked me to hurry and call you, hurry, hurry,…. …."

"Oh, I'll … … Xiao Wangye, Xiao Wangfei must be looking for me because of my sister. I'll retire first." Mo Qingfeng also kindly refused to stay and rushed outside.

"Push benwang outside." He also wanted to know why Lin Chujiu was looking for Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng was extremely fast. In a flash, he arrived in the maternity room. But, he hasn't taken a breath, when he heard Lin Chujiu said: "The lady hasn't given birth. Where did you run off to?"

"Wangye has summoned me." Mo Qingfeng saw Lin Chujiu was angry, so he explained.

"Wangye?" Lin Chujiu frowned her eyebrows: "He's back?"

Mo Qingfeng nodded his head and open his mouth. However, he hasn't said a word, when Lin Chujiu interrupted him: "Well, don't say anything. Put your hand out."

"Okay… …" Now that Mo Qingfeng knew that this Wangfei is Xiao Wangye's wife, he has now an inexplicable respect towards her.

This woman had dared to marry the God of war, Prince Xiao. So, in his eyes, she was an extraordinary woman, that shouldn't be offended.

Lin Chujiu took out a needle and extract a bit of Mo Qingfeng's blood: "Don't go anywhere, I still need you."

Lin Chujiu returned inside the maternity room and checked Mo Qingfeng's blood type. After determining that they have the same blood type. Lin Chujiu went to him again and motioned him to sit down on the chair: "Your sister loses too much blood. She needs a blood right now, so I need to pump out your blood and give it to her. Do you agree?"

"My blood? Is it okay?" Mo Qingfeng couldn't understand a thing, but… … he believes Lin Chujiu's words.

"Of course, you are siblings, right?" They have the same blood type, so she saves a lot of time. She no longer needs to look for someone else.

"Yes." Mo Qingfeng hadn't prepared his heart, but Lin Chujiu didn't give him a chance to think. She put a strap on his arm and inserted a needle. As soon as the needle went through his blood vessel, blood flows along the transparent tube up to the blood bag… …

When Xiao Tianyao came over, he happened to see this scene. He understood right away that this was the blood transfusion, Lin Chujiu had mentioned before… …