The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 224 Almost killed the son
In August, envoys from Beiyi entered Beijing with great fanfare and stayed at the posthouse in the capital.

The emperor held a banquet in the palace and brought all the civil and military officials to entertain the envoy.

Li Wang was absent.

Rumors spread that there was no one in King Li's eyes, and the noise spread all over the world.

King Li, who was on the cusp of the storm, didn't even go out, and didn't even attend court meetings for days.

To add insult to injury, there are more people who say that he doesn't even look down on the emperor.

For all kinds of rumors in Beijing, Li Wang's Mansion has never responded, the gate is closed every day, and it is very low-key.

He seemed to dismiss the rumors.

In the mansion, Yun Xi stood beside the bed in the backyard wing room, her eyes were red, and she wiped her tears from time to time, "My lord, you can just eat something, you have been eating or drinking like this, how can you bear it..."

Half a month ago, around midnight, the young master was suddenly carried back by Yun Chu covered in blood, which frightened everyone in the mansion half to death.

Later, the palace eunuch was invited to treat him, and he was given medicinal juice, and he fell into a coma for three days before waking up.

However, after waking up, he remained silent all the time, barely eating or drinking.

Like a living dead who has lost his soul and has nothing left.

In just ten days or so, she became emaciated and out of shape, with vicissitudes on her brows.

The food on the table didn't move at all, Yun Xi kept wiping away tears, knowing that she couldn't persuade her anymore, she could only pick up the cold food and leave.

Let the kitchen smell the food, and send it back in every other hour for persuasion.

The room became quiet, and the man leaning on the head of the bed was stunned, his pitch-black phoenix eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of black room, without light, shadow, or focus.

After a long time, he slowly got up and got out of bed, picked up the robe placed by the bed, put it on, and walked out of the room.

"My lord!" Yun Chu rescued him outside the door, his eyes lit up when he saw the person walking out, and he was extremely excited.

Ever since the bamboo forest came back that night, the young master woke up from a coma and hasn't left the room. Now, has the young master figured it out?
Jun Buli ignored it and walked forward without squinting.

"My lord, where are you going? If you have anything to do, just tell your subordinates!" Yun Chu followed quickly, with surprise on his face.

"Don't follow." The hoarse voice was soft, as if it was squeezed out with a lot of effort, "I'll go out, let's go."

"Young Master..." How could you not follow, what is the situation of Young Master now?How can you rest assured if you don't follow me.

Jun Buli paused slightly, turned his head, glanced over lightly, and blocked Yun Chu's remaining words in his throat.

That look, without any emotion, was extremely cold.

Shocking Yun Chu in place, he couldn't move for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked a long way.

Yun Chu's expression darkened, and then he picked up his steps and followed him quietly.

The young master doesn't want him to follow, so he should watch from a distance, so as not to let the young master find out.

In addition to leaving the palace, turned around, walked to the door of the next door to the national teacher's mansion, stood by the stone lion for a long time, stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed door, Jun Buli's eyes like stagnant water finally fluctuated a little, a ray of nostalgia, creeping quietly Upper brow.

The yard has been swept so clean that even the fallen leaves are hardly visible.

He walked very slowly, and his footprints covered almost the entire mansion. Every time he stopped, a picture of her would appear in his mind.

She once walked through this corridor with him in her arms, she once sat on this stone bench and watched him dance sword, she once flew under this rockery to catch him who fell, she once followed helplessly under this willow tree he begged for mercy...

Turning out of the National Teacher's Mansion, walking on the streets of the capital, stopping in front of a small stall selling candied haws, walking past the famous clothing store, jade store, study, Futai Restaurant...everywhere, she was there.

As the sky gradually darkened, Jun Buli didn't stop as if he wouldn't get tired. Finally, he stood at the entrance of Ziluo Lane.

This is the place where she has traveled the most besides the National Teacher's Mansion.

Yun Chu hid among the pedestrians coming and going, and followed him secretly all the time. Seeing that the young master was obviously very weak, but he was holding on, and walked through so many places, his heart was astringent and painful, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The son is thinking about Miss, he knows it.

He still remembers clearly what the woman named Si Xingwan said that night.

Miss will not come back.

This sentence almost killed the young master.

But the dead are gone, the living still need to live, don't they?

The lady loves the young master so much, if she sees the young master torturing herself like this now, how can she not feel heartbroken?
It is for the sake of the young lady's spirit in heaven to be at peace, and the young master should also live, and live a good life!

Why don't you understand?

Ahead, the figure standing at the entrance of the alley disappeared. Yun Chu hurriedly withdrew his thoughts, walked to the opposite side of the alley, and found a hidden place to guard.

Ziluo Lane is the place he is most familiar with. The alley is neither big nor complicated. There are only two exits on the left and right, and the distance between the exits is not far. When the son comes out, he can see it.

In Shen Su's luxurious mansion, in a wing room in the backyard, the sound of weeping faintly came from the window.

"Damn girl, okay, what are you doing in the back garden in the middle of the night, if the servants didn't find out in time, she would have drowned in the lake!" A voice filled with lingering anger rang in my ears, and I could still hear the smack in the words. Distressed.

"I've been in a coma for so many days, and I don't know when I'll wake up. Master, why don't you go see the imperial doctor?"

"Ma'am, the imperial doctor just left not long ago." The deep and majestic male voice revealed a touch of helplessness, "Don't worry, the servant girl has been fed the medicine just now, maybe the name will wake up, let's get a rest first , come back tomorrow morning."

The noisy people finally left, leaving their ears quiet, Jun Xian sighed silently.

Under the eyelids, the eyeballs moved slowly, and then the eyelids opened with great difficulty.

My mind was still dazed, and before I had time to look around and see where I was, someone walked in from outside the door.

"Miss, you're awake!"

Yelling, Jun Xian had a headache and helped her forehead, whoever saved her, why were they all so noisy.

Frowning darkened his aching temples, seeing the unfamiliar scene around him clearly, Jun Xian asked a little weakly, "Where is this?"

The maid who walked in quickly took over the work of rubbing her temples with great eyesight, and she was shocked again when she heard this, "Miss, this is your boudoir! Are you... all right? Could it be that you fell into the water and broke it?" Out of my mind? Oh my god, no, I have to report to Mrs. Master, and ask the imperial doctor to come and show the young lady again. If something goes wrong, it will be better!"

"Stop!" In this short period of time, his mind regained his clarity, "Is this the capital of Xixuan?"

The stopped maid stared round her eyes as if she had seen a ghost, her pupils looked strange, she nodded, "Yes."

"22 years of Emperor Jingwu?"

"Yes."

"What day is the lunar month?"

"August, August [-]th...Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Xian's eyes flickered, he rolled over and got out of bed, and a gust of wind rushed out of the room.

(End of this chapter)