The Eunuch Is Pregnant: Chapter 127

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Chapter 127: Prince Rui, is it very painful?

Le Yao Yao had no idea that her extreme fearful reaction was being mistaken by others. Currently, everyone assumed Le Yao Yao had been a victim of sexual abuse.

Anyhow, Le Yao Yao rushed back into her room as she tightly shut and leaned against the door panting.

“Whew…what a close call! I was almost caught!”

Fortunately, she ran very quickly. If the King of Hell had forcefully commanded her to take off her clothes, she would’ve been doomed.

While Le Yao Yao was relieved, the waist pain she felt was starting to attack her in waves.

She could feel a burning sensation. It was as if someone had used a knife and mercilessly cut through her bones. She was suffering so much that she could only breathe out cold air.

Initially, her face was flushed from running. But all of a sudden, she lost all the colour on her face. Now, she looked white as a paper.

“F**k! I’m in so much pain!”

Le Yao Yao slowly slid down from the door and sat on the ground as she gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, Le Yao Yao remembered the ointment Dongfang Bai gave her. She immediately took out the bottle as she loosened her clothes and took a look at her injury.

It would’ve been better if she hadn’t checked. The moment Le Yao Yao saw the aftermath, even her lips turned white.

“Oh God! It’s actually this serious?!”

Le Yao Yao exclaimed in disbelief. Across the left side of her waist was a bruise that was the size of her palm. It was green with red streaks all over it.

No wonder the pain was so intense! Damn that Tu Fei! She will get her revenge one day!

Le Yao Yao angrily thought to herself. But she kept her hands busy as she hurriedly twisted the lid open.

A faint peppermint fragrance swiftly entered her nostrils.

Wow! It smelled so nice! What were the ingredients?

The ointment was colourless. But the moment she applied it onto her waist, it gave her burning injury an instant relief! It was as if there was a light breeze coming by; taking away all the burning pain.

Within 15 minutes, Le Yao Yao felt much better. Now, there was only a faint warm sensation left.

“Oh God! This ointment is godly!”

Le Yao Yao wiped the sweat off her forehead and lifted the ointment towards her nose as she sniffed it. Her face was filled with astonishment.

Who would’ve thought that the ancient era would have such a good ointment. This was better what they have in the modern world!

Suddenly, Le Yao Yao was curious. What type of person was Dongfang Bai?

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The next day, Le Yao Yao woke up early and first applied the ointment on her injury. After brushing her teeth and getting ready, she looked in the mirror as she tightened her tiny fists and cheered herself on.

“You can do it, Le Yao Yao! You’re the unbeatable cockroach! Daddy always said that there’s nothing that cannot be overcomed in this world. Even if her opponent was the King of Hell! After all, he was still a human. Although he was kind of cold, kind of intimidating, could kill people like it’s nothing, and quite scary when angered, I, Le Yao Yao, will not be afraid and face him head on! Yeah! Go go go!”

Le Yao Yao puffed her chest out and acted like a brave soldier heading out to battle. She pushed open the door heroically as she headed towards the King of Hell’s room.

Since she reacted so inappropriately last night, chances are, the King of Hell was going to interrogate her.

If he really does, Le Yao Yao had already thought of some plausible solutions. Worse comes to worse, she will ruin her image and say that she has a nasty birthmark on her body and didn’t want anyone else to see it.

After adjusting her mood, Le Yao Yao took a deep breath and knocked on the carved wooden door.

Immediately, the King of Hell’s low and raspy voice rang, “You may enter!”

Surprisingly, when Le Yao Yao pushed open the door, the King of Hell wasn’t the only one in the room.

The 7th Prince had his legs crossed as he enjoyed his cup of tea, while Dongfang Bai was busy helping the King of Hell wrapped his injury.

Le Yao Yao realized the King of Hell was hurt!

Oh God! When did he get hurt? How come she wasn’t aware?

Wasn’t he fine yesterday?

But now, the King of Hell was topless while Dongfang Bai was helping him remove the bloody binding.

After the gauze was removed, there was an obvious sword wound. Le Yao Yao’s eyes grew big and cold air escaped from her breath.

“Oh God! Prince Rui…your injury!!!”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s not a big deal.”

Hearing Le Yao Yao’s emotional response, the King of Hell calmly lifted his eyes and made eye contact with Le Yao Yao.

But Le Yao Yao’s good looking brows remained tightly scrunched.

Not a big deal?

This was not a small injury! She could almost see his bones?!

If the person had stabbed a bit deeper, his intestines would have fallen out!

The moment Le Yao Yao thought of this, she felt an overwhelming fear.

The scene appeared before her eyes. She imagined the King of Hell was being split into pieces as blood splattered everywhere.

The more she thought about it, the more Le Yao Yao freaked out. Now, her face was totally white.

Leng Jun Yu was secretly delighted to see Le Yao Yao’s white face.

Does that mean he was concerned about him?

So now, Leng Jun Yu felt a sweetness from within.

But Leng Jun Yu’s face remained as usual. No one could see or read his mind.

“Brother Bai, how is the Prince? Is it very severe? I can practically see his bones! When did he get hurt? How come I wasn’t aware?”

After all, the King of Hell was only gone for three days, right?

Could this injury have occurred during the past three days?

Oh yeah! The King of Hell went to fight the pirates. He must’ve been injured then!

While Le Yao Yao’s anxiety was growing by the second, the neglected Nangong Jun Xi was feeling mad again.

It was a very strong blow towards his prideful ego.

In the past, Nangong Jun Xi was extremely confident about his looks and body. But each time he saw Le Yao Yao, he only had eyes for his senior brother. Le Yao Yao always disregarded him.

Seeing this, Nangong Jun Xi felt very hopeless, disappointed, and wronged.

“Senior brother was injured yesterday when he fought head on with the pirate. Although it looks kind of serious, don’t worry about it. Senior brother has gone through all sorts of injuries. This is not a big deal.” Nangong Jun Xi flatly stated.

After all, although Nangong Jun Xi and Leng Jun Yu were both nobles, they have been through a lot.

The more higher status a person is, the more danger they are in.

Many people envied them and felt like they were stumbling obstacles. So, many would send all sorts of assassins along their way.

But Nangong Jun Xi and Leng Jun Yu were Tianshan Daoist’s disciples. Obviously, they couldn’t be killed so easily. Or else, their master would lose face.

Hence, injuries were common but death was never a factor.

Le Yao Yao gave Nangong Jun Xi the killer glare for speaking about it so casually.

Damn that 7th Prince! This is your senior brother. How can you be so insensitive? Humph!

Le Yao Yao’s heart ached for this cold man in front of her.

He was born with unlimited respect, power, and status.

He was someone that many envied!

But why was her impression of him different?

Was he ever happy?

Le Yao Yao felt like there was a rock that was squishing her heart. She found it difficult to breathe.

Le Yao Yao slowly walked towards the King of Hell as she stared at the wound.

There was still blood oozing out. Aside from the smell of ointment, there was also the scent of blood.

Seeing this, Le Yao Yao’s nose tingled and she spoke up without thinking.

“Prince Rui, is it very painful? It should feel better if I blow on it?”

 

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