This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

"Sister, I don't mean that. I just care about the Lord and worry about him." Nangong Rou said with a pale face.

"Then you go first and have a look at him. You should come out quickly after reading, and you can't disturb him." The cloud is like the moon.

"Thank you, sister." Nangong Rou said, then she picked up the train and quickly followed in.

Dan'er has been punished for beating 30 boards. Everyone has lost half of his life. Now he is recuperating in bed.

So she changed a new maid, named cui'er.

The two servants ran in worried. As soon as Nangong Rou entered the hall, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She quickly walked to the head of the bed and saw that Chu xuanchen's face was very pale and bloodless under the candle light.

"Lord, I'm here. What's the matter with you? Wake up. " Nangong Rou said, holding Chu xuanchen's hand, she fell down in front of his bed and began to cry. Her shoulders trembled and she was very sad.

Next to feng'er, she said, "please be careful, madam. There is a wound on the Lord's back, which can't be moved."

Mending?

Cloud if month hook hook lips, this wench, is not mend clothes.

Nangong Rou stops crying. She stares at Chu xuanchen tenderly. Her eyes are full of love. She whispers: "Chen, will you wake up soon? I'm so worried about you. Without you, I can't eat and sleep well. Your figure is all in my mind. I beg you to wake up quickly. We'll continue to recite poems, play the piano and play the moon. We'll continue to be a couple. "

Hearing this, cloud if month they immediately feel good sour teeth, especially Phoenix son they, goose bumps are up.

And cloud if month, but some envy Nangong soft Chu xuanchen love, Nangong soft no matter how, have Chu xuanchen love her, coax her, spoil her.

But she, as if has not met any man to spoil her like this.

She's pathetic by comparison.

"Chen, I'll keep watch on you and wait for you until you wake up. If you can't wake up, then I won't live. I'll go with you." Nangong sobbed softly again.

On hearing this, Mo Zhu glanced at her in disgust and said in a deep voice: "please be careful, madam. The Lord is lucky. He will be OK. If madam is OK, please go back. Don't clean up. The Lord has a rest and disturb our morale."

"You, I'm the prince's concubine. How can you talk to me like that? Are you not afraid that the Lord will wake up and blame you? " Nangong Rou turns her head and stares at Mo Zhu angrily.

Mo bamboo light fluttering white her one eye, "sorry, I only listen to the prince and princess, as for other people, stand aside."

Mo Li also said coldly: "Princess Rou, if you are really good for the prince, please don't say that kind of discouraged words, and don't make a big noise here, which will affect the prince's rest. The prince needs a rest now. If you cry in his ear, it will affect him to wake up."

Nangong Rou saw that everyone was blaming her. She suddenly couldn't believe it. She opened her eyes and began to cry. "Once the prince had an accident, no one was protecting me. You all turned to the princess and bullied me together. I am the concubine of the Lord. He loves me and wants me to guard him. Why should I go out? I want to be with him in life and death, and no one can separate us. "

She is really in love with the Lord. She can't extricate herself from her love. If she can't see him, she will live like a year.

Now the LORD was seriously injured, and she was afraid that he would die if he couldn't hold on, so she wanted to accompany him all the time.

She wanted to have her at the end of his life, not just Yun ruoyue.