Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 146 The hard-working Mr. Fenghua (2)
"Don't... then... then I'll just sleep." Yu Huang lay down very obediently, closed her eyes and held the girl's hand tightly.

Gently patted the back of the boy's hand to soothe his agitated heart, and leaned over to cover the boy with the quilt, "Go to sleep." Even if he saw the incision, it was an indisputable fact that he had lost too much blood.He stroked the boy's abnormally pale cheeks with pity, feeling very melancholy.

Coldly squinting his eyes, with his phoenix eyes raised, he stretched out his hand and quickly tore off the woman's collar, with trembling lips: "You...you..." He asked Ah Zi to go to Weiyang Palace, but he couldn't stop the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber. ?
There was a chill on his chest, because he was in a hurry, he just came over wearing only his coat, grabbed the collar and said, "What are you doing?" It seemed that he really tolerated him too much.

The blood spreads from the gauze, blooming youth.

Covering the aching wound, he stared blankly at the woman, and the ambiguous bruise kept flashing in his mind, "Are sister and Puyang Fenghua together?" She tilted her head, her long hair half-hidden her face, drawing a sad expression. radian.

Frowning, "Huang'er, this is not something you should ask." She can pamper him, but she can't tolerate him exceeding some limits.

"Hehehe..." Yuhuang smiled frantically, with crystal tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, "Didn't you say that it's just because of the harem that you can't interfere in politics?" She grabbed the woman's shoulder like a swimmer grabbing a hand. driftwood.

He frowned and said coldly: "Yu Huang, I don't need you to explain what I do?"

Little by little, he loosened the restraint, and looked at the woman blankly: "Yes, Huang'er has surpassed."

Get up and walk towards the door: "Take a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow." Perhaps, it should be left in the cold for a while, otherwise, Yuhuang might become more and more extreme.

He didn't hear the answer behind him, but heard a strange rustling sound, looked back faintly uneasy, and quickly ran forward to grab the young man's self-harming hand, and pulled the hairpin from his hand: "Yuhuang! "Anger mixed with remorse.

Turning a deaf ear to the girl's roar, she stretched out her hand to snatch the hairpin from the girl's hand, and her jade-like hand was bloody and bloody.

With a slap on the boy's cheek, "Yu Huang, you are a man! Don't make trouble so unreasonably." Puyang Yuren's last trace of patience was wiped out by the boy's actions.

There was a stiff pause, and a mocking smile: "A man? Sister, do you think I'm a man?" I couldn't help touching my hot cheeks, blood slowly flowed out from the corner of my mouth, and my mouth was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Holding the boy in her arms, she softly comforted: "Of course." The anger disappeared, and she still chose to continue playing the role of the older sister.

Looking out of the door, Yu Huang bent the corners of her mouth, charmingly: "Then sister married the emperor's uncle only because the harem can't do politics?" Looking at the red dress at the door with glazed eyes, she smiled silently.

She was stunned, but when she heard the sound of the young man gasping for air, she was afraid of irritating him, so she finally nodded her head: "Well, so Huang'er should stop making trouble, and it's best to be healthy." She felt that Yu Huang was not simply Paranoia, but a mental illness.

"Then sister, can you always love Huang'er?" She looked at the woman pitifully, but her peripheral vision fell on the corner of her clothes outside the door.

Looking nervously at the back of the young man's hands, he couldn't handle such a pair of fine hands.

"Huh?" Yu Huang raised her head and frowned without hearing the woman's answer.

"Yuxi is worrying too much. Of course, Ayu will always take care of you. After all, Brother Huang has told you, hasn't he?" A clear voice came from outside the door.

Looking back at the man in red walking from the twilight in astonishment, he felt a little uneasy. Did he hear the sentence just now because the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics?
Looking gloomily at the man who walked out, Yu Huang never expected that the result would be like this. He thought that he should leave with a wounded heart, but it was so unexpected.

Not missing the gloom in the young man's eyes, Puyang Fenghua turned a blind eye and went forward to pick up the girl and put it on his body, gently and meticulously wiped the young girl's green hair, "I was going to rest, but I thought of this Something is coming." Nuannuan breathed on his neck, Puyang Yuren shrank his head, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Huanger watched." However, the gloom on his face dissipated, and the corners of his mouth were full of tears. sweet.

Looking at the young man on the bed with cold eyes, he smiled coldly: "I hope he will take a good look at it." If you want to sow discord, you have to see who the target is?

Not to be outdone, she looked at the man, and in a blink of an eye she looked at the girl with grievance: "Sister, my hand hurts."

He wanted to show the young man, but was stopped by the man, and looked up at the man suspiciously.

He patted the top of the girl's hair, "I'll let the imperial doctor come and deal with it." The boy's tricks could fool the soft-hearted Ayu, but he didn't take it seriously.The wounds on the wrists sometimes escaped important places, and those hairpin wounds seemed to be messy but they were carefully arranged.

"Hey...let me...let me down, I will go by myself!" Puyang Yuren struggled and slapped Hui on the man's shoulder, looking nervously at Yuhuang who was injured and hadn't treated the wound yet.

Looking at the man with cold eyes, Yu Huang clenched her fist tightly, blood soaked the palm immediately, and the blood dripped on the brocade quilt like winter plum blossoms in full bloom.

Ah Zi, who was waiting outside, looked at the man with some trepidation. Mr. Feng Hua's gaze was really terrifying. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but she felt really cold.

"Let the imperial physician treat Concubine Yu." As he said that, he walked out of Wutong Palace with Puyang Yuren in his arms under the eyes of everyone.

A little anxiously looked at Ah Zi who was kneeling on the ground: "If there is anything unusual about Huang'er, remember to report it as soon as possible." Puyang Yuren poked his head out and said.

"Yes..." Ah Zi prostrated herself on the ground, with moist lotus fragrance in her nostrils, she clenched her fists and got up from the ground, ready to accept the punishment from the people in the room.

In the empty room, there was a faint smell of blood.

A porcelain bowl hit AhZi's forehead, causing blood to splatter all over.

"Slave servant deserves to die..." Kneeling on the ground, she didn't dare to look up at the tall girl, she didn't call the boy in time, this kind of punishment is already considered light compared to the past.

(End of this chapter)