Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

He said: "What should I do? Cough...I'm really curious why you don't want to live anymore, so until I hear the reason, cough...I won't leave this room."

Hearing this, Heihu's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at him in disbelief. After seeing Yuwen Haoyu's expression that was not meant to be a joke at all, he slammed his head on the ground and made a sound that sounded painful, Yuwen Haoyu Haoyu frowned slightly.

"Please leave here, Your Majesty." Hei Hu said, his forehead resting on the ground, but his face was scorching because of the increasing smoke in the room. Yuwen Haoyu was injured, and every cough would affect the wound.

He just saw that the wound that Luo Ling had bandaged for him before had started to ooze blood again, and it had faintly penetrated through the gauze and coat...

"Cough cough... It's up to you, talk about it or not, I won't force you."

Yuwen Haoyu leaned on the table leg, his face turned pale, he was slightly panting, he coughed from time to time, his handsome eyebrows were condensed together, when Heihu looked up, he looked almost fainted, Heihu Tiger's face suddenly changed.

"Your majesty...you get out of here quickly, I beg you, this subordinate...you are not worthy to stay by the emperor's side at all, please give me a death sentence!"

Heihu was very anxious. It was a small thing for him to die, but he couldn't let Yuwen Haoyu die with him. Yuwen Haoyu was a good monarch, and it was not worth it for his subordinates.

"Cough cough...whether you deserve it, cough...you can decide..."

Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyes slightly to look at him, then turned his head to one side, pretending to be weak, and his voice became lower and lower: "Cough...that's all, cough cough...I'm tired, I don't want to talk...You can do whatever you want..."

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and even Heihu, who had always been quiet, couldn't help being startled. When he looked up, he saw a broken beam smashed on the table that Yuwen Haoyu was leaning on.

Heihu could no longer remain indifferent, so he got up and picked up Yuwen Haoyu from the ground, and walked to the secret passage behind the screen.

Forget it, it's not too late to save the emperor first and then wipe his neck and kill himself. At that time, Hei Hu thought so in his heart, but unfortunately, he didn't know, and after that, he didn't have that chance either.

Yuwen Haoyu half-opened his eyes, looking as if he was dying and about to be unable to hold on. Heihu was sweating profusely as he saw the twists and turns in the secret passage, the candlelight was weak, and he almost fell several times. Heihu was afraid that he would accidentally fall Yuwen Haoyu was hurt by injury, so he had to carry Yuwen Haoyu on his back and walk outside the secret passage, but at this time, Luo Ling was walking inside. Heihu ran into Luo Ling after he carried Yuwen Haoyu on his back. spirit.

"Black Tiger..."

Luo Ling followed the faint candlelight secretly, and looked at Heihu in a little surprise. Heihu was also taken aback when he saw her.

"Why are you... is it Yu?" Luo Ling suddenly realized that there was still a person on Heihu's back, and that person's hands were hanging limply on both sides of Heihu's shoulders. Luo Ling was very familiar with those sleeves.

She hurried forward and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with Yuwen Haoyu? You..."

Luo Ling suddenly thought of his incredible behaviors before, Yuwen Haoyu was still fine when he first entered, could it be...

"Hei Hu, you, are you really..." Luo Ling looked at him in disbelief...