Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 145 The hard-working Mr. Fenghua (1)
Frightened by the young man's expression, Ah Zi shivered and said, "Your Majesty, no one is allowed to approach... slaves... slaves can only come to the emperor and beg him to save you." During the day, Yu Huang's ashen expression She only thought it was difficult to accept the fact that the emperor was married for a while, but she didn't know that when she opened the door for dinner, she saw the woman lying in a pool of blood with a charming smile on her lips.

Enduring the discomfort in his body, he anxiously walked towards Wutong Palace.

"Send someone to the imperial hospital and ask the imperial physician to go to Wutong Palace." He ordered to Xiao Lizi who was behind him.

"Yes."

All Xuanji was scattered by the sudden incident, she frowned, and tightened her clothes to keep out the cool wind.

Seeing the palace people anxiously waiting outside, Puyang Yuren really wanted to curse, these people are really pedantic and imprisoned by feudal ideology.The most important thing now is to save people instead of following Hou outside.

"Long live the emperor..." The palace people saw the young man's wet hair hanging down, and they understood it.

He waved his hand, pushed open the door, and a vase turned sideways, only to hear a bang, a rare blue and white porcelain in the world was so broken on the ground.

"Get out! I don't need you in this palace!" A sharp voice came from behind the veil not far away, a bit depressed and a bit decisive.

He glared at the young man angrily, but when his eyes fell on the man's eyes, he couldn't express all the blame, and for a moment he was a little afraid to step forward.

The eyes as clear as glazed glass were stained with mist, which was different from the mystery of Puyang's elegance, it was the gray color of death.If you are not careful, you may disappear from this world.

"Sister..." Looking ecstatically at the girl who rushed over, her pale eyes were instantly condensed with brilliance, and her pale face, against the backdrop of the red dress, was like broken white porcelain on the ground. .

A corner of the heart was hit, and Puyang Yuren yelled at the timid palace people outside: "What are you still doing? Hurry up and get the imperial doctor!" All the anger was poured on the innocent palace people .

"Whoever you dare to move, I will definitely make you regret it." She looked at the girl with a smile, but the words she said made the palace people tremble.

Frowning, he looked at the boy on the ground, squatted down and hugged him up: "Huang'er, don't mess around." His eyes fell on the hideous wound on his wrist, and his eyes were full of distress.

Smiling like a cunning child, he leaned on the girl's shoulder: "Huang'er knew that sister would not be so cruel." Nesting on the girl's shoulder, she looked at the girl who was frowning for her with great enjoyment.

Sighing, he checked the boy's wounds, making sure that no bones were hurt, and Puyang Yuren let go of his hanging heart.

She knew that Yuhuang did it on purpose, even though she was very angry, but when she really saw the boy's scars, she could only be angry with herself.

The imperial doctor who rushed over came in and stood by, sweating coldly. The emperor's bridal chamber wedding night was disturbed by Concubine Yu. I don't know if the emperor would take his anger on innocent people like them.

"What are you still doing?" Puyang Yuren looked angrily at the cowering imperial physician.

Depressed, he knew it would be like this.

He treated the injury to the girl in the boy's arms, explained the precautions, and exited the room wisely.

Due to the excessive blood loss, Yu Huang's already weak body looked even weaker, and it seemed that the opportunity would be broken with a slight force.Picking up the boy by the waist and putting him on the bed, the strong smell of blood made her a little nauseous, "Where are the clothes?" With a cold face, she really couldn't understand why Yu Huang could do this, in such a way as to hurt herself Get her attention, really stupid.

Grabbing the corner of the girl's clothes, she said with an aggrieved expression, "Are you angry, sister?"

Sighing, he rubbed the top of the boy's hair: "No, Huang'er is too worried." Taking a deep breath to suppress his anger.

She pursed her lips and lowered her head: "It's good if you don't get angry." She loosened the corner of the girl's clothes and lay down obediently, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Turning around, he found clean clothes in the closet and put them on the bed: "I will ask someone to change your clothes." After speaking, she felt that Yu Huang's identity was not suitable for others to approach, and her gaze fell on the boy's gauze-wrapped wrist sigh.

Reaching out to untie the boy's belt, Puyang Yuren didn't notice the shyness and tension in the boy's eyes at this time.

The warm breath rushed behind the sensitive ears, and Yu Huang, who had been trained since childhood, bit her lower lip lightly to prevent the ambiguous voice from coming out, her dark gray eyes were rippling, and her cheeks were slightly red.

After tidying up her clothes, she looked up at the young man in her arms, "Puyang Yuxi, if you threaten me again in this way, I won't take care of you even if you leave your corpse in the wilderness next time." If you don't cherish yourself, don't beg others this way.

The shyness dissipated, and Yuhuang lowered her head: "Is sister still strange to Huang'er?"

He stood up and looked at the boy angrily: "Yuhuang! You are not a two or three-year-old child anymore!" After speaking, he felt a little regretful. After all, he had suffered so much, and it was inevitable that he behaved differently from ordinary people.

He smiled desolately: "Sister, do you hate Huang'er?" He carefully pulled the girl's slightly cold palm, and looked at Puyang Yuren beggingly, he was a little scared.

Rubbing her forehead, she felt that there was really no way to synchronize with Yu Huang's thoughts.

"Huang'er, this is not a question of whether you hate it or not, but a question of principle. No matter what kind of goal you want to achieve, you must do it under the condition that you can guarantee your own life."

He smiled innocently: "Huang'er didn't make fun of his own life." He didn't do this wound casually, but cut it after careful consideration.

"You rest first, I will come to see you tomorrow." After saying that, she was about to get up and leave.

Eagerly grabbing the girl's wrist, "Can't you stay with Huang'er?"

Turning back and smiling faintly: "Then you go to sleep first, I will go out after you fall asleep." Unable to ignore the fragility in the young man's eyes, he finally compromised.

"Then I won't sleep." You can't leave until you fall asleep.

"If you don't sleep then, I'll be leaving." As she said that, she was about to get up and prepare to leave, secretly watching the young man's changing appearance, and secretly smiling.

(End of this chapter)