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

Chapter 254 (plus)

Qi Ranran pursed her lips tightly.

looking overhead.

The moonlight casts floating shadows on the veil.

Hazy beauty.

People look at the myriad of thoughts, unconsciously distracted.

She couldn't explain the reason, but when she saw Yu Wenchen rushing into the fire outside the palace, she felt deeply frightened.

Seeing him coming out of the fire, the corners of her eyes became hot uncontrollably.

Now back to Xinuang Pavilion, the throbbing in my heart has disappeared a lot, and it can be replaced by a sense of emptiness.

It was as if there was an empty corner in my heart, and the wind took the opportunity to hang in and sway in my heart.

Then, my heart became a little heavy, and there were some things she didn't understand that were difficult to adapt to.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

It stands to reason that she can completely ignore things that have nothing to do with her.

After all, her highest ideal is to be a lazy little salted fish with no desires or desires.

However, I don't know why.

Seeing such a heavy burden on Yu Wenchen.

There is such a heavy sense of responsibility and mission.

When she saw that he was frowning for Beiyu people, she wanted to help him.

Even if a lot of words are said, only one sentence is useful to him, that's fine.

Qi Ranran closed her eyes, turned over, put her feet on the quilt, and hugged another pillow with her arms.

She felt that everything must be because of Yu Wenchen.

It must be because Yu Wenchen is too serious and responsible that she will be influenced by him.

It must be like this.

However, it doesn't matter.

She can still be a small salted fish.

However, she is now a responsible little salted fish.

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In Chengwang's mansion, imperial physicians came and went in and out overnight to treat Chengwang.

Yu Wenjing only woke up in the middle of the night.

At this time, Su Yingxiu was by his side.

Seeing the person lying on the bed, her eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, Su Yingxiu couldn't help but clenched his hand tightly, calling out uncontrollably,

"My lord."

Yu Wenjing opened his eyes slowly, and after recovering his vision, the first person he saw was her.

Seeing her anxious and worried eyes.

The veil on her face was soaked with tears.

"My lord, how do you feel now?"

Yu Wenchen looked at her in a daze, then moved his dry lips,
"It's okay, I can't die."

He hasn't killed Yu Wenchen yet, and hasn't become the emperor yet, so how could he let himself die like this.

When I got up from the bed, I felt severe pain in my shoulder blades, but I was able to hold on.

But he was full of sarcasm in his heart.

Today, Yu Wenchen had already pointed his sword at him, but in the end he flinched back.

Thinking of what Yu Wenchen said when he left, Yu Wenjing dismissed it.

Just a few sanctimonious words, just trying to shake his determination?
If Yu Wenchen doesn't do anything today, if it is him in the future, he will definitely take his life.

Su Yingxiu's eyes fell on him.

Obviously the wound has been bandaged.

But now, blood came out again, and she struggled to make a sound,

"My lord, can you really not leave?"

They are not happy at all in this capital city, why should they continue to stay?

Keep fighting...to no avail.

Yu Wenjing felt a little tired because of the pain in his body, so he asked her to fetch a soft pillow to lean on and watch her by candlelight.

The candlelight in the room was not very bright.

There was a long silence.

When Yu Wenjing spoke again, what he said to her was,

"Yingxiu, as I said, I can't bear to live on my last breath."

Perhaps it was because he had too much at the beginning and the starting point was too high.

He is used to being stared at, and he can't bear to rely on others, lingering on his last breath.

(End of this chapter)