Charm King Poison Queen

  Chapter 939 Miserable end (3)

   King Zhongshan's eyes dimmed, and he sighed helplessly: "Help me take care of him."

  Ning Yue saluted, "Daughter-in-law will leave."

  …

  Back to the general, Lin Lanzhi was sitting in the bright hall and sighing. When she saw Ning Yue, she hurriedly stepped forward and took her hand: "How is Sun Yao?"

   "No danger for now."

   "Kid saved?"

   "Yes for the time being." It's hard to say what will happen next, after all, the tire is so inflated that I can't even get out of bed.

  Lin Lanzhi sighed for a while: "Oh, it's raining, you should pay more attention. Forget it, let's not talk about her. Go and wash your hair. After washing, go and persuade Xiao Yin to eat."

  Ning Yue went into the bathroom, cleaned herself up, changed into some dry clothes and came to the bed.

  The curtains of the bed were drawn down tightly.

  He doesn't like putting up tents, saying it's boring.

   But today—

  Not only did he let it go, but he also let it go so tightly.

  Ning Yue opened the curtain and looked at the person in the bed.

  He was lying on his side, his body curled up slightly, his face could not be seen clearly, and he didn't know if he closed his eyes or not. Such a silhouette makes people feel a kind of hopeless negativity.

  Ning Yue climbed onto the bed lightly, and slowly lay down behind him, stroking him with her small hands: "Xuan Yin."

   Xuanyin didn't respond.

  Ning Yue's small body was close to him, her chin pressed against his neck, she gently raised her hand, and her fingertips carefully drew his eyebrows and eyes: "How about something to eat? Lanzhi's red dates and longan porridge is delicious."

   Xuanyin still didn't respond, as if he was asleep.

   But Ning Yue understood that he didn't sleep.

  Ning Yue hugged his muscular waist slowly, and said softly: "Father asked when we would move back, and he drove Guo Yu out of the house, and gave Guo Yu a divorce paper."

   "Father also asked, when can he come to see you."

   "Do you want him to come?"

   "He doesn't look too good, and he may have suffered a lot."

"Why don't you eat something? Although I know it won't hurt if you go hungry for a few meals, but I can't get over this hurdle in my heart. Tell me, why do I want to feed you so much? Did I get infected by my brother? "

  Ning Yue babbled a lot, but he never responded.

  Ning Yue sighed softly.

  Lan Zhen's death hit him completely. I thought Lan Zhen just left him and went away.

  Now, this dream of meeting is completely shattered.

   It's no wonder he's suffering like this.

  Ning Yue kissed his temples, held his hand, and intertwined his fingers: "It will pass, it will pass, you still have me. I will never leave you, never will."

  In the dark night, the long fingers with distinct joints tightly clasped Ning Yue's slender fingers.

  …

  Royal Mansion, Zhihuiyuan

   "Doctor! How is my elder brother?" Xuan Zhao asked Doctor Zhou beside him.

  Doctor Zhou sewed up the last wound on Xuan Yu's thigh, and sighed: "The situation is not optimistic, the prince is too seriously injured."

  Which expert is this, who actually injured the famous Shenwei general like this? I have never seen the prince suffer such serious injuries during the war in southern Xinjiang!

  Xuan Zhao had already guessed that it was his father who beat him. Eldest brother is so strong in martial arts, even Sikong Shuo might not be able to hurt his elder brother like this, unless his elder brother was beaten voluntarily. And who else can make the eldest brother voluntary, except the father? In addition, after returning to the mansion, the father never came to visit the elder brother once, which further strengthened his guess in the bottom of his heart.

  (end of this chapter)