Xia Jie looked at Yi Fang in his arms seriously, and saw that her face had gradually relaxed from the painful tangle just now, like a flower blooming. He was slightly relieved. He turned around and put the teacup on the jade of the palace maid next to him.
On the board, all eyes were immediately focused on Yifang again.
He stretched out his hand and brushed his fingertips against Yi Fang's plump forehead. He felt the slightest chill from the painful cold sweat and felt a dull pain in his heart.
This silly girl called him Xia Jie. It turned out that in her heart, she had always called him Xia Jie, not the emperor. For some reason, when she heard Yifang subconsciously facing his cognition, Xia Jie's heart changed.
There was no outburst of anger, and the so-called emperor's identity, which was once the most important thing, no longer became so important.
It's just that it's Xia Jie, not the emperor. If it's the emperor, it's not Xia Jie.
Dou Yifang, are you telling me that what you want to love is an ordinary man, not the king of Daxia? Your Majesty, you cannot love, you cannot afford to love, and Xia Jie happens to be the emperor,
So, you pushed me away time and time again, and you said I didn't love you, but you never really let go.
With tenderness flashing in his eyes, Xia Jie's mind recalled the scene of the assassination tonight. At that time, she was so determined and so brave to push herself away. At the moment when she passed by, he could even
See clearly the glimmer of water in the corners of her eyes.
Silly girl……
Xia Jie's smile was stuck in his throat. He leaned forward and kissed the sweaty drops on Yifang's crystal face little by little, with a faint bitterness. He thought that this time, he was really tempted.
In the past, he could not help but pity her, but now, he really wants to put this woman in his heart, hold her in his mouth, and caress her. He has been lonely for too long, and he has been lonely for too long. Although this feeling of worry is not
It is consistent with his status as the emperor, but he is confident that the world is in his hands, so even if there is a weakness, as long as the weakness is within his control, then there is nothing to worry about.
After figuring out the problem that he had been stuck on for a long time, Xia Jie released a comfortable smile. His big palm slowly caressed Yifang's face. He curled his index finger and occasionally flicked it twice, and a satisfied sigh overflowed.
, with a bit of self-entertainment.
Dou Yifang, you have moved my heart and moved me. You must not think of escaping alone. You must get better as soon as possible and return to that cunning and charming woman, my Concubine Yi.
Feeling that Yi Fang's breathing was gradually calming down, Xia Jie's heart dropped halfway. He moved his aching body and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling peaceful in his heart.
The palace people watched this scene quietly, feeling incredible and unbelievable. The aloof, cold and ruthless emperor would actually allow a concubine to call him by his first name in front of everyone. This is a crime of great disrespect, even if
Concubine Yi fell into a coma because of the rescue, but sometimes the words spoken in a coma are the truest reactions in her heart. Unexpectedly, the emperor was not angry, but showed infinite tenderness and comforted her carefully. Concubine Yi, for
Emperor, what does it mean? Everyone couldn't help but ponder.
However, after thinking about it, people felt a little emotional. Although Concubine Yi had been extremely favored since she entered the palace, she was manipulated by snakes in Longyang Palace. This time, the assassin pierced the heart with a sword. Every time, she was...
It is climbing on the closed door of hell, and it becomes more and more serious every time. Even if you are favored like a mountain, you don't know if you can pass this level this time. If you don't die, it can only be because you are not lucky enough to bear this huge burden.
What an honor.
For a moment, I felt a little sad. The beauty that dominates the country is always a poor person. In this palace, the more favored a person is, the less likely he is to live long. This has been the case in all dynasties.
"Imperial doctor, how is Concubine Yi's condition?"
Xia Jie held Yi Fang in his arms, and his eyes would always look at the bloody wound involuntarily, and his mind would constantly echo with the sound of blood splashing when the sword penetrated Yi Fang's body, which made his heart skip a beat.
All pulled together.
People's hearts are different, their feelings are different, and the degree of pain is also different. At this time, he has realized the significance of the woman in his arms to him. What follows is that his body and mind have to endure ten times more than at the beginning.
The pain, especially the worry that the warmth in his arms might turn into coldness, made him on the verge of bursting into anger.
"Returning to the emperor, Concubine Yi's sword hit a vital point. Although Wei Chen, Wei Chen and others pulled out the sword and gave the best hemostatic medicine in the palace, the concubine lost too much blood.
, and her heart veins were damaged, and the snake venom she was exposed to last time caused her body to not fully recover, so, so..."
"Why!"
With a loud shout, the imperial doctor who was so frightened that he replied kowtowed to the ground, and said in a panic: "So we have to go through tonight to ensure that my wife's life is safe."
Xia Jie's eyes burst out with cold light, and the cold breath echoed and hovered in the room. The imperial doctors felt the emperor's wrath, and secretly complained in their hearts. The last time, it was because of Concubine Yi that they were frightened to death by the emperor.
After two halves, I don't know if I can escape the disaster this time.
Xia Jie looked at the imperial doctors coldly, and after a moment, he said with a solemn expression: "Concubine Yi must be fine, otherwise, don't blame me for not missing your hard work in serving the royal family for many years!"
As soon as these words came out, the doctors' bodies became cold one after another, but they had no choice but to say yes in unison.
At this moment, Xia Jie breathed out a sigh of relief. It wasn't that he didn't know how to practice medicine. He was never completely sure. A small illness could kill someone overnight, let alone a sword that pierced the chest.
His eyes fell on the white gauze wrapped around the wound again, and the mottled blood soaked out, making his brows red.
Xia Jie leaned over, took Yifang's small earlobe into his mouth, and whispered softly, "Yifang, Yifang, since you have chosen to run over, I will not allow you to escape anymore. You must wake up quickly, hurry up."
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There was silence in the dormitory, no one dared to make a sound at this time, and everyone's eyes seemed to be focused on the pair of entangled figures beside the bed.
The man is tall and handsome, with the noblest temperament and the most awe-inspiring momentum, while the woman, even if her color is gone, still has the most perfect face, her tightly closed eyes and fluttering eyelashes, even when they are closed, make her look...
People can't help but look forward to seeing how breathtakingly beautiful such eyes will be if they open them and look at themselves.
And at this time when it should have been extremely quiet, the voice of the emperor suddenly broke all the silence. People turned around and looked at the backlight, a woman in palace clothes wearing brocade and flowing cloud satin, standing steadily.
I finally fell in love, but does falling in love mean the end? What will Concubine Zhen do? How will Xia Jie deal with it? I'm waiting for the next chapter, I'm trying my best to nail it!