Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 951 It's up to you to choose
"Chang Sheng is here."

Inside the Longevity Hall, there was a faint fragrance.

Qu Changsheng knelt in the center of the dormitory, his eyes resting on the censer.

Fragrance lingers and spreads from the censer, slowly lifts into the air, and Ying Zhou, dressed in white, walks from the bedroom.

The hem of his clothes disperses the fragrance, the white shirt with a red background is embroidered with fine auspicious clouds and dragon patterns, and his long hair is only fixed with a hosta, elegant and generous.

Qu Changsheng was a little dazed, such a jade-like person, his gestures are extremely refined, his beautiful hands are like the most perfect works of the heavens, this is just such hands, stained with countless blood, it is daunting.

The difference between Ying Zhou and Ying Chen is that Ying Chen's hostility is lingering around him, and may dissipate one day, while Ying Zhou's brutality is firmly settled in his heart, like a mountain, quiet but You can't ignore it.

When she came back to her senses, Ying Zhou had already sat on the main seat, holding a teacup, skimming off the tea foam, and gave her a light look: "Sit."

Qu Changsheng didn't hold back, sitting opposite him, with a cup of tea beside him that smelled like a good Dahongpao.

"The emperor seems to be better."

Chang Sheng opened his mouth lightly, seeing that although he was still a little weak, his spirit had improved a lot:

"It feels like the whole person is different."

Ying Zhou squinted his phoenix eyes and took a sip of tea:

"People who practice martial arts naturally recover faster, but Yingchen..." After a pause, half of his face was covered by the cup of tea, revealing his cold eyes:
"You worked hard to serve him last night, didn't you?"

Qu Changsheng slowly frowned vigilantly.

He knew that Ying Chen fell ill last night.

"Ying Chen has been in poor health since he was a child. He has not been raised by the widow all this time, and it also made him suffer a lot from being around the benefactor."

Ying Zhou put down the teacup, and groped the edge of the teacup lightly with his fingertips: "He suffered from cold poison since he was a child, and the poison will linger forever. His martial arts suddenly improved yesterday, and his body caused The great damage, naturally, gave the cold poison an opportunity."

Chang Sheng listened silently.

Ying Zhou said slowly: "I heard that you used your body to warm his body yesterday?"

"..." She frowned, what she said was really naked, and immediately looked at Ying Zhou displeased, Ying Zhou smiled slightly and narrowed his eyes:

"Did you know that this kind of cold poison can also hurt your body? Over time, it will repel each other with the heat poison in your body, and in the end, only you will be injured. Not only will Yingchen not recover, but you will also be seriously injured. , maybe even my life will be involved.”

Chang Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense: "What do you want to say?"

Ying Zhou raised his eyebrows and folded his hands: "If this continues, Ying Chen will have more and more time to get sick, and his limbs will become stiff. After that, he won't live for long."

"..." Changsheng was surprised, Yingchen's body temperature was shockingly low last night, "Then what solution do you have?"

Ying Zhou suddenly betrayed:
"Of course there are. However, the widow also has a few questions to ask you. You only need to answer them truthfully, and the widow can give you a solution."

Chang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then his brows tightened, feeling a little displeased:
"...The emperor, I have to say one more thing, the emperor is your son, if there is something wrong with your son, will it be of any benefit to you?"

But Ying Zhou smiled calmly, and the slight twitch between his brows and eyes showed that he had no feelings for Ying Chen at all:
"He doesn't have to be the successor of the widow's reign. You can decide for yourself when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)