Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 350 If the light is lost
Su Runmo turned his back to Yijia, "If the young lady thinks that I am collaborating with the enemy and treason, you can report me in front of the prince."

"I am not the same as the prince, not to mention...he has no dragon spirit. He will not be the one who inherits the Great Qi. I am asking you those words purely out of curiosity."

Su Runmo smiled lowly and walked away.

The girl next to Yijia whispered: "Miss, this man is extremely arrogant. Why do you want to give him face and tell him so much? Divination, with the ability of the eldest lady, what things in this world can be concealed?" How about you?"

"There is a sky beyond the sky. Some people's past and future cannot be divined." Huayue Ji caught a petal, and her black eyelashes covered her pupils. "What I can see is that there is hatred in his heart, which is enough to burn the world." hatred."

"Hate?"

Girls are ignorant.

She felt that Mr. Su was very gentle when he smiled, like the spring breeze blowing through white cotton. Does such a clean and bright person actually have a lot of hatred hidden in his heart?
Hua Yueji blew away the petals in her palm, "Whether he hates the world or Daqi, it has nothing to do with me. The way I want to go is in the ghost prison."

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On the other side, Yuan Xu returned to Xu Mansion and couldn't sleep because of an arm injury.

Although the imperial doctor applied a lot of painkillers to him, for His Royal Highness, who has been pampered since childhood, this wound is so painful that he would rather die.

He was sitting in the dormitory talking about the two assassins, Wu Song suddenly opened the door and said softly, "Your Highness, Miss Zhao is here to visit you."

"Miss Zhao? Which Miss Zhao?"

Wu Song was a little embarrassed. He looked back at the girl behind him and said softly, "It's your aunt's daughter."

The current queen comes from the Zhao family.

She and Mrs. Zhao are sisters of the same mother.

Yuan Xu was stunned, and said casually: "If she looks good, ask her to come in; if she doesn't look good, ask her to come back another day."

Wu Song was even more embarrassed.

Zhao Wuyang pushed him away and walked straight into the bedroom.

A 15-year-old girl is already slim.

Because of not being exposed to sunlight for a long time, her skin was sickly pale, as beautiful and fragile as a porcelain doll.

She carried a small medicine box on her back, "Mother heard that His Highness was injured, so she ordered me to come and visit her."

Yuan Xu was amazed by her beauty which was very different from ordinary people.

After a long time, he quickly got up, took Zhao Wuyang to sit on the couch, and said in a warm voice: "Auntie is really too, the wind and snow outside are so heavy, how dare you, a delicate girl, come to this palace in the middle of the night? How dangerous! It's my fault too. The palace is not good, I was supposed to visit my aunt when I came to Jiangnan this trip, but I was busy with government affairs, so I forgot..."

Wu Song quietly closed the door for the two of them.

Zhao Wuyang lowered his eyelashes, and slightly raised his bright red lips, "Shall I apply medicine to the prince?"

"Why is there such a relationship between you and me? You can just call me cousin, you don't need to call him prince." Yuan Xu smiled and took off his outer jacket and rolled up his wide sleeves, "The wound is here, it looks serious, you can Don't be intimidated. But this pain is nothing to me, as a man, I should stand upright."

Zhao Wuyang glanced at the wound, his eyes flashed contempt.

There was still a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuyang doesn't hug people's wounds.

The fingertips brushed Yuan Xu's arm, with a contemptuous and provocative meaning.

Yuan Xu couldn't bear it.

The candles in the bedroom dimmed.

In the darkness, there was a rustling sound on the couch.

Yuan Xu panted heavily and pressed Zhao Wuyang under him.

Zhao Wuyang raised his arms to hook his neck, his pair of dark eyes were extraordinarily bright, "Do you know? If the light is lost, everyone is the same in the darkness."

(End of this chapter)