After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 56 Cry
Jing Xu cried without knowing why.

It might be the original body, the original Jing Xu really wanted to have such a hug.

Jing Xu, who was not there, felt sorry for her father, so now Jing Xu couldn't control her tears.

Jing Yu held the wine glass for a long time, but finally put it down.

Jing Yu pulled her out of his arms, looked at her with a pair of red eyes, with a hint of ferocity: "Cry again, you try."

Jing Xu grinned at her with tears in his eyes, trying to tell him that she would not cry anymore.

Jing Yu turned his head away, and put her in his arms with one hand.

With a pair of big hands on her back, she felt his hot chest and chaotic heartbeat.

That's a pathological heartbeat, that's sick.

No matter what, I must go to Tai Hospital to see Jing Yu's case.

Must not wait any longer.

She wanted to know why, at least one why.

The party ended at night.

Jing Yu also let her go, and she stepped aside on her calf.

She showed a sweet smile towards her tyrant father: "Father, my son will retire first."

Jing Yu nodded, as indifferent as ever.

But Jing Xu didn't care anymore.

She doesn't care if he is indifferent, she just wants to find the truth.

Siwen, who was walking back, had something to say all the time, but looked at Jing Xu who seemed a little happy, and didn't speak.

Hold back until the Princess Palace.

After going back, after taking a bath and changing clothes, Jing Xu, who was lying on the bed, held Siwen's hand.

"Siwen, Father still likes me, right?" Jing Xu asked Siwen for some reason.

Perhaps Siwen really has too many stories.

Maybe Siwen is someone who knows a lot of things, that's why she asked her.

Siwen swallowed, and finally nodded cautiously: "Your Majesty has never hugged another person."

Jing Xu subconsciously asked, "What about the first person?"

She bit her lip, yes, it was her biological mother, the one who died when she was born.

If you don't hug, how can you have her.

She also asked nonsense.

But Siwen didn't mean to answer her, and reached out to rub her hair.

"You're still young, so let's talk about some things when you're older." Siwen always looked at her tenderly, so tenderly that Jing Xu always felt like she was her child.

Jing Xu grabbed Siwen's hand and smiled sweetly: "Siwen, I will always like you."

Siwen laughed out loud: "The princess is still young, there will be many handsome people in the future, and the person the princess likes..."

"That's what I like to think about." Jing Xu giggled, then lay down under the quilt.

Siwen guarded her and drew down the curtain.

The night was heavy, and it was late at night.

Jing Xu opened his eyes abruptly.

He took out an embroidery needle and pierced one side of Siwen's sleeping hole deeply to prevent his movements from disturbing her.

Jing Xu only wore a thin piece of clothing, put on his shoes and quietly walked out of the hall.

Dodging the imperial guards all the way, came to Tai Hospital.

With great difficulty, Jing Xu squatted into the gap and slipped in.

The hospital is always on duty at night, just to prevent emergencies.

Jing Xu stood at the entrance of the Imperial Hospital, quietly looking at the people inside.

Falling asleep, she took a deep breath and came to the classics room, which recorded the pulse diagnosis records of all those who were in the palace and had a pulse diagnosis.

The security here is not strict. After all, compared to prescribing medicine or changing medicinal materials, the pulse diagnosis record is not so important at all.


(End of this chapter)