I am Feng Jun

Chapter 592 592. Are you still addicted to hugging?

Outside the imperial study room, only Qing Le was guarding the outside.

She watched Shen Ci, whose moon-white clothes were dyed red, walk out beside His Highness Xi, lowering her eyebrows and nodding.

This is too intense!
Sure enough, I know that today will not be peaceful!

Shen Ci was holding a bag containing bottles and cans in one hand, slung over his shoulder, and was about to walk out.

However, the people around him took off their coats, put them on his body, and wrapped him up.

All those blood stains were immediately hidden under the black brocade.

Shen Ci couldn't help frowning, his voice was a little impatient.

"what?"

"It will scare people."

Going out this way, I don't know how many people I will meet. If they see such a heavy resignation, what will they say if they don't keep it together.

Shen Ci was already too hot, and his sleeves were folded up to his elbows.

This Mu Yuanxi wrapped him up again, and impatiently shook off the outer shirt he was wearing.

"The sun is so bright outside, why did you wrap your grandfather in a layer of pure black?"

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows slightly upwards.

"You're afraid that I won't die from the heat, right?"

Originally, he couldn't wear short sleeves, and had to wrap them in one or two layers, which already made him anxious enough.

Wearing light colors is to dissipate heat, otherwise who would wear this moon white that is not resistant to dirt!

Mu Yuanxi's internal strength is so deep that he is not afraid of the cold in winter and the heat in summer, but he doesn't!

Facing the young man's accusation, Mu Yuanxi read a sense of grievance from it, bent his eyes helplessly, clasped his wrist with his right hand, and sent a cool internal force to him.

A chill spread from his arms to his whole body, suppressing the violence that had not completely dissipated.

"How about blocking it first, and then changing to a cool one for you in the East Palace?"

Shen Ci glanced at her and snorted.

"No way, I want to go home, and I won't go to the East Palace!"

Mu Yuanxi frowned when he heard the words, and pulled back the young man who was walking outside.

"what happened?"

Why didn't you go to the East Palace all of a sudden?

Something was wrong with him just now, did Bi Jiuhong provoke him too much?

Not to mention the shooting, his attitude towards her changed a little.

He obviously called her his wife when he saw her coming to pick him up before he entered the imperial study!
"Annoying, I don't want to go!"

"!!!"

Mu Yuanxi suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the young man who was about to leave the palace, clasped his shoulders, and first calmed him down with a burst of cold and gentle internal force.

"If you have something to say, don't hold back."

"."

Why do you suddenly feel a little cold?

Shen Ci shook his shoulders and raised his chin.

"you"

A cyan figure flashed in his sight, and Shen Ci's half-opened lips uttered only one syllable before stopping.

A cold gaze fell on Qing Le who was not far away.

Qingle:! ! !
"Your Highness, I am ordered to stay outside the imperial study."

She can't go!
It's not what she wants to hear!

Shen Ci was a little irritable and didn't know what to say. Thinking about what Lu Fengyuan said in the morning, the conflict in his heart became even worse.

Just annoying!

The irritable Shen Ci was about to avoid Mu Yuanxi, but when he passed by her, he turned around and his feet flew into the air in the next second.

"What are you doing! Are you still addicted to hugging?"

Shen Ci, who was so surprised that he almost threw the things in his hands, raised his eyebrows and said, the hem of his clothes dyed blue and red was still dangling in the air.

"Let go, let me down!"

Mu Yuanxi restrained his hands, and his lips parted slightly.

"Let's go back to the East Palace and talk about it."

As he spoke, he strode out of the gate of the outer hall of the imperial study, and carried the blood-stained boy down the steps.

Coincidentally, when Mu Yuanxi went out, Bi Yongqing also left the inner hall holding his dying son.

Although he only saw the shadows of the two of them, he subconsciously frowned.

"Cuddling and cuddling before you are married, how decent!"

Qing Le thought for a while, then bowed aside and said.

"It's probably because Qing Tingyu is seriously injured, that's why His Highness is overly worried."

Combined with the moon-white clothes that were dyed so dazzlingly red, her words were really convincing no matter how they sounded.

But Bi Yongqing still had a son who was bleeding out in his arms, and he couldn't help raising his voice after hearing the words that turned black and white.

"He, is he seriously injured?"

How could he throw a dagger at her just now!

Why did he come out so seriously injured that he needed someone to hug him!

scheming!

Qing Le nodded, and Bi Yongqing's anger that had never dissipated was suddenly fueled again.

However, the unconscious muffled groan of the person in his arms made Bi Yongqing no longer want to quarrel with Qing Le whether Shen Ci was seriously injured, so he quickened his pace a little and rushed to the temple.

Ever since, it was reported in the palace that day that the Holy Son had a fight with Lord Qing Tingyu, and then both sides suffered losses.

Outsiders don't know the truth, and the two have similar identities, so they feel more sympathetic to whoever is miserable.

Although one was really miserable and the other was fake, Shen Ci was imprisoned in Mu Yuanxi's arms the whole time, and his outer shirt was covered over him, only part of the shocking blood-stained robe was exposed.

But Shen Ci's tiny struggles could not be seen at all in Mu Yuanxi's faster march.

And the moon-white blood-stained clothes and the red blood-stained clothes are different experiences in terms of visual impact.

Anyone who passed by could smell the heavy smell of blood, and they naturally thought that Shen Ci was seriously injured.

Thinking of Shen Ci, a weak young man with no internal strength who has been recuperating at home for 16 years, being injured like this by the son of the general's mansion who is both civil and military, the balance in his heart can't help but tilt.

Bi Yongqing only found out about this after the fact.

Thinking of Shen Ci being unscathed but being sympathized by everyone, and those idiots still accusing her Xiaojiu of being bullying, his heart became even more angry.

But she couldn't stand up and clarify that it was her son who was crippled by Shen Ci, and her son was even worse.

That's a shame!

Mu Yuanxi, who carried him all the way back to the East Palace, suppressed the boy's resistance, but he didn't dare to use too much force, so he could only coax him gently.

"Don't make trouble on the road, we'll talk about it when we get back to the East Palace."

Shen Ci's sight was blocked by her black coat, and she couldn't see where she was, but she couldn't help frowning when she heard some exclamations and discussions from people on the road.

Why did it sound like he was going to die?
When Lu Ai's panicked voice came in his ears, Shen Ci knew that he had arrived at the East Palace.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with Feng Shaojun! Do you want to invite Fang Xian over? Your Highness, this"

"Alive, not dead!"

After the gate of the East Palace was closed, Shen Ci's hand was released from the confinement.

He pulled off the coat on his body and threw it out angrily, his voice full of anger.

"Go and prepare hot water and lunch."

Mu Yuanxi ordered lightly, and then carried him into the bedroom.

Lu Ai didn't understand what the two of them were doing, but seeing that Shen Ci didn't seem to be in trouble, he followed Mu Yuanxi's orders.

"Now we can say, what made you unhappy? Didn't they all take revenge?"

Mu Yuanxi gently put the person who had struggled all the way on the couch. Before she could straighten up, Shen Ci grabbed her by the collar and dragged her down on the couch together.

Then, some gritted voices rang in her ears.

(End of this chapter)