Empress is overjoyed, the emperor died violently!

Chapter 90
When the emperor and Lanmei were in a state of disarray.

A tiny stone shot in obliquely, directly cutting off the chair.

The chair came crashing down.

"Ahhh!!!" Lan Meiren screamed and fell on the emperor.

"No!" The emperor snorted.

His dragon's butt was pierced hard by a wooden thorn, and in front of him, the Lanmei person directly hit him because he lost his support.

The emperor who was wounded for the second time let out a scream, and the treasure buried inside slipped out and was folded directly...

Seriously injured three times.

He twisted his body in pain and tried his best to push the Lanmei away. He didn't think Lanmei was heavy before.

The buttocks hurt sharply, and the wooden thorn must have penetrated into the flesh.

The baby is the most important thing for a man, the emperor was terrified right now, he cried out in pain, his posture was awkward, he didn't dare to touch his butt, and he didn't dare to touch the baby.

The palace people outside were startled, asked worriedly, and rushed in with escorts.

The Lanmei screamed and took the clothes to protect herself.

The palace people were stunned.

The emperor and the Lanmei were so fierce that the chairs were broken.

But looking at the current predicament of the emperor, it was really miserable, even the rootless eunuch gasped as if he felt the same way.

Xiao Dezi was the first to react, and dismissed the crowd, "What are you still doing in a daze, tell the imperial doctor! Put the emperor on the bed! Find a piece of clothing for Lan Meiren to wear!"

Qi Chuan on the roof tensed even more, looked away guiltyly, and carefully put the tiles back in place.

When he came over, he only saw the emperor sitting on a chair with Lan Meiren in his arms, his hands were dishonest, and he never expected the emperor to play like this.

The wood thorns were unexpected.

In the end, the injury on the emperor's body was beyond his expectation!
Qi Chuan, who just wanted the emperor to make a clown, felt so guilty that he left Yinshuang Pavilion with oil on his feet.

After he came back, he was still restless and rubbed his hair angrily.

call--

A palace lantern suddenly lit up not far away.

Jiang Yuwan, who was wearing a coat, had a half-smile, "Where did this come from?"

Qi Chuan:! !

His whole body froze, he swallowed nervously, and his wandering thoughts were now tightly entangled.

Why is the empress still not asleep? !

Why is it here? !

Still in this tone... Could it be that she knows something?
"The servant wakes up at night..."

"Oh?" Jiang Yuwan walked in slowly, her shadow was reflected in the corridor, "Running so far at night?"

"Slave, slave..." A blush appeared on Qi Chuan's fair face, and he closed his eyes as if death was at home, "The slave didn't get out, so he went out and poured cold water and ran around, trying to make it come out."

Jiang Yuwan was shocked by his words.

Jingyue who followed was also dumbfounded.

After Qi Chuan finished speaking, he wished he could bury his head in the soil. It would be best to add another brick on top without leaving any gaps.

His ears were blushing when he said this, but for a moment he could only think of this excuse to divert Jiang Yuwan's attention.

Jiang Yuwan laughed so that her delicate body trembled, she covered her mouth, and scratched Qi Chuan's clothes with her bright eyes, "Next time, don't run around in dark underwear, no, lest you be caught as an assassin live."

Qi Chuan replied sullenly: "...Yes."

"Let's rest."

Jiang Yuwan brushed past him and took Jingyue back to her bedroom.

Just going to bed and going to sleep, Jiang Yuwan was confused for a while, feeling like half an hour later, she was woken up softly by Xinyue.

"Your Majesty, something serious happened!"

"what's up?"

Jiang Yuwan was half-sitting on the head of the bed with sleepy eyes, hugging the quilt, drowsy.

(End of this chapter)