Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 893 She was crushed under the man and fell on the bed

"Good good!"

Murong Wan was very considerate: "Then Ah Jing, you should rest well and don't think too much, I will come to see you another day."

"Also."

Before leaving, Murong Wan looked back at her: "You must not tell the Empress about the fact that I lost the Congealing Bone Pill, otherwise the Empress will murder me again."

"I—um."

Suddenly, the supposedly weak man on the bed stretched out his hand towards her, and was grabbed by the man along with her wrist.

She was crushed under the man and fell on the bed.

Murong Wan's eyes widened in shock, but this time, she was faster, and first covered her mouth with two paws, so that what the man touched was only the back of her white and smooth hand.

The man was still weak, and his face was pale and bloodless because of this large movement, as if he would leave at any time.

"Treat me well, would you like me to serve you at night?"

Murong Wan: "."

"Then you—" You might as well be dead.

"Ah Jing, I'll talk about things like serving the bed later. Now that you're so seriously injured, save your life first. I'm not in a hurry. I have so many men, and I'm not short of you." "Ahem——"

Murong Wan was really afraid that he would cough up something else, so she didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

She wanted to push the man away, but the man had a wound on his chest, and she touched it with her hand, and saw that the man's face was pale again. This time, besides the whiteness, there was also a kind of whiteness that only dead people have. Black and blue color.

Murong Wan's hands trembled, and he let go immediately: "Ah Jing, you... since you are so seriously injured, don't move so much, lie down quickly."

"Today, in the eyes of the Sixth Princess, the Sixth Princess doesn't care about whether I live or die?"

This is the first time a man has uttered such a complete sentence since she came in for so long.

The voice was weak and hoarse, and those dark and calm eyes were looking at her.

"What is Ah Jinghu talking about? As long as you are alive, you will be the noble king of my family, my imperial husband."

"What about him?"

When he was talking about him, Murong Wan naturally knew who he was referring to.

She was a little guilty and didn't dare to look at him: "I admit that I have changed my mind about you, but you—"

The man's handsome face moved closer to her.

Clinging to each other, the man's warm breath sprayed on her face.

Murong Wan's heart became more defensive, and her small face was a little heavy: "Jing, you still have injuries on your body, don't mess around!"

"The sixth princess said she likes me before, but it still counts?"

Shangguanjing smiled softly, and pressed his thin lips against her earlobe: "I've always remembered it, Wan'er."

Even if she said it deliberately to perfunctory him, he always remembered that sentence.

The man's physical strength finally reached its limit, he lay on her body, and passed out again.

Murong Wan pushed him away, covered him with a brocade quilt, and stared at his handsome pale face for a while.

She said that she likes him, and she also said that he will be her only one, her favorite, and besides him, she will not want another man.

However, that was after she was taken with Wangyou, she forgot everything, and when she woke up, there was only him by her side, and it was he who told herself that he was her imperial husband.

It was him, who gently and cared for her and helped her take care of everything.

She also admitted that during the time when she lost her memory, she really liked him, to the point where she liked him so much.

But that wasn't her Murong Wan, it was Huang Jinwan.

Now, she is herself.

(End of this chapter)