"Xin'er, I thought you were gone again, and you were going to have to look for me for a long time." Ye Xun's tears fell on Zhi Xin's neck, making Zhi Xin feel a moist warmth, "Xin'er, you want to
You can punish me in any way, just don't leave me, okay? Xin'er, I beg you, I'm really afraid of you leaving, Xin'er..."
Ye Xun's words were like several sharp knives piercing Zhi Xin's heart, which made her unable to breathe.
Why did he appear here? It has been more than a month since he showed up and didn't look at her, and now she suddenly came over and told him that he was afraid of her leaving. What now? He was tired of the women in the harem who took the initiative to stick to him.
Just come to find her again?
Reaching out to push Ye Xun away, Zhixin's eyes lost any expression, only a strange indifference.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, it's been a long time."
Ye Xun was slightly startled by Zhi Xin's expression and movements, but he was not surprised. He knew Zhi Xin was blaming him, and there was nothing strange about such an expression.
"Xin'er, are you... are you feeling well?" Ye Xun just wanted to reach out and touch her face, but Zhi Xin dodged it unhappily.
"Okay, drag your Majesty Hong Fu, my feet are not useless yet."
Zhixin's words made Ye Xun's eyes flash with guilt, "I'm sorry, Xin'er." Apart from this, he didn't know what else to say. All of this was caused by himself.
"The Emperor said this. You are the Emperor. Aren't you the one who has the final say on who you want to punish? Why are you saying sorry to the ordinary people?" Zhixin always had a smile on her lips.
"Xin'er, cough..." Suddenly there was a tightness in the chest, and Ye Xun coughed again. He had just run all the way from the palace to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Although the distance was not very far, he was dragging his sick body, and the winter had just entered.
Despite the biting cold wind, it's pretty good that he can hold out until now.
"Cough cough... cough cough..." Holding her chest, Ye Xun coughed more and more violently, and seeing Zhi Xin's eyes made her feel distressed.
When he was in Xueyu City that day, he had already coughed badly. Could it be that it had been more than a month and he still wasn't feeling better?
She wanted to ask him, but finally hid it, but seeing his face turned red from coughing, Zhixin still couldn't bear it.
"You...how are you?" Zhixin stepped forward and patted his chest gently. Such an action made Ye Xun a little unbelievable, "Xiner, you...ahem..." Damn it, why are you here now?
He was still coughing like this, even if he wanted to talk to Xin'er.