Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 249 (plus)

Chunhe hurried over, his face turned pale with fright, and he exclaimed,
"My lord! It's my lord! My lord is injured and covered in blood."

After hearing this, Su Yingxiu got off the bed and rushed out without even wearing shoes.

"My lord!"

When Su Yingxiu came over, she saw Yu Wenjing was covered in blood, and rushed to him desperately and hugged him.

Seeing that it was her who came, Yu Wenjing smiled.

But before he could take two more steps, he was already in a coma due to excessive bleeding.

Su Yingxiu hurriedly hugged his body that was about to fall, and braced herself to support him.

Yu Wenjing smiled and leaned his head on her shoulder.

He raised his hand and touched her face through the veil.

Yu Wenjing smiled, and a lot of emotions suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He is used to playing around, and his emotions burst out all at once. There are too many and too chaotic, but it is even more unreal.

When the pain on his body became unbearable, he simply closed his eyes.

But in the end there is a residual consciousness.

He murmured her name,
"Yingxiu..."

A soft sigh.

Just three words, and the rest was left unsaid.

But this tone of voice was something he had never had before.

My heart hurts.

After sniffing his breath, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If she could not feel his shallow breathing, she really thought he would just go there.

**
The fire on the outskirts of the city has subsided, and there is another hill not far from the capital.

From the halfway up the mountain, you can see the situation around the capital.

The white-haired old man is packing the fishing rods in his hands, and in the bamboo baskets are the fish he just caught today.

Once taken out, the fish is still alive and kicking.

"Xiaoqi, how about we eat fish tonight?"

No one paid attention to it, but there was a shallow gaze behind him.

The old man is healthy and strong, and he took out the fish easily, and said cheerfully,
"Xiao Qi, you've been back to Beijing for so long, have you met Lao Si?"

The person behind him was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and there was a chessboard in front of him.

He clings to the sunspots with his fingertips, and he is playing chess with himself.

Obviously has a good appearance.

But his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his eyes are so high that people just feel colder than the moonlight in the sky.

Since the elders asked something, the younger ones naturally had to answer.

When the ball was dropped, he said, "No."

The white-haired old man was dissatisfied with his answer, rolled up his sleeves, opened the belly of the fish, scraped the fish scales, and raised his voice,
"You are uncles and nephews, why don't you know how to move around more?"

To this, Yu Wenyu answered quickly, with just two words, "I'm not familiar with it."

The old man with white hair became anxious when he heard this, he turned his head, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes,
"Unfamiliar? Unfamiliar, that's your nephew! My nephew."

"Ah."

Carrying the broken fish, he walked two steps towards him, the old man was puzzled,

"The third child and the fourth child don't deal with each other, and the third child always loves to play tricks. You are an uncle, don't you know how to take care of it?"

Yu Wenyu caught a glimpse of the fish, turned sideways calmly, and didn't let go of his mouth at all.

"Not interested in."

Three words, almost choked the old man to death.

Swallowing heavily, the old man pointed at him and shouted,

"You said that you are a young boy, and you have to jump out two or three words? Can't you say a few more words at once?"

Can't you be more cheerful when you are young?

Although he was playing chess with himself, he was also merciless.

Soon Heizi swallowed a small piece of Baizi.

The slender hands looked like the finest jade bones, picking up the chess pieces one by one.

The moonlight fell on him, like smoke and mist, and the coldness on his body became stronger, but what he said when he opened his lips was,
"No."

　The white-haired grandfather appeared again, and Uncle Qihuang also came out to bubble~
　　My dears, do you still remember the story of Yu Wenhui once taking his great-grandfather?
　　Do you know something about the relationship between them~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)