"Prince, you are here to accompany the Queen, I will take the guards out for a look." Eunuch Li quickly said, and walked out with the two little eunuchs behind him and began to dispatch the guards.
Looking at the back of Eunuch Li leaving, Ye Hua's Adam's apple rolled and said nothing.
However, when the figure just passed by, Ye Hua did not hear any footsteps, which shows that the man's martial arts are so high.
But why do such people appear in the palace? And why is it at this time?
"Haha, those wine bags still want to catch me." Just as Ye Hua was confused, a somewhat joking hoarse voice suddenly came from his head.
Ye Hua was startled and suddenly raised his head, subconsciously blocked the queen behind him, and suddenly raised his head. He was about to ask who it was, but he was stunned for a moment when he met those green eyes.
He opened his lips in confusion: "It's you?"
"Long time no see the second prince." The old man shook his legs on the beam of the house, took a deep breath and landed steadily on the ground, holding his arms and looking at Ye Hua without any gaze.
"It's really been a long time since I saw you." Ye Hua responded lightly, and then asked: "Is there anything wrong with the prophet here today?"
"Yes, and it's a big deal!" The prophet slowly threw his eyes on the queen who was protecting Ye Hua. Her green eyes were mixed with emotion, and she pushed Ye Hua aside and sat without hesitation at all
When he reached the edge of the queen's bed, he took out a small bottle from his arms, took a small black pill and quickly stuffed it into the queen's lips.
"What did you eat for my mother?" Ye Hua's palm was lucky and attacked the prophet.
"I just know that she is your mother's queen?" The prophet didn't even hide. He reached out and caught Ye Hua's palm wind and said coldly: "If you don't want your mother to die so soon, it's better not to do it.
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"You know how to use medical skills?" Ye Hua asked in disbelief.
"Her breath has not been completely broken yet. Isn't it a waste of life to be buried in such a hasty way? Do the imperial physicians in the palace use to spend the air? Really!" The prophet nagged and pointed to the table beside him and said:
"Go and pour some water for your mother."
The cold and thin eyes narrowed slightly. This was the first time Ye Hua felt the oppressed breath. The person in front of him was carrying internal strength that he had never seen before. The palm he just now had definitely used enough strength, but
He seemed to be so unintentionally blocked back.
When he saw that he was saving his mother, he felt that this man must have an unspeakable secret, so he obediently poured a glass of water and handed it to the prophet.
The prophet first put the water aside, delicately took a pillow and placed it on the head of the bed, slowly lifted the queen up, and his movements were extremely gentle, as if the queen was a rare treasure, and if the movements were slightly heavy, it would be broken.
generally.
Only when the queen leaned halfway on the bed did the prophet slowly hand the water to her lips.
Sure enough, when the queen's lips just touched the edge of the water cup, the already cracked gray lips suddenly opened and slowly sipped.
Yehua's eyes slowly opened wide. As the queen slowly opened her eyes, she rushed to the edge of the bed excitedly and tightly grabbed the queen's hand.
With rough and thin calluses, his hands slowly rubbed on the queen's face, and the prophet was still wearing the cloak of his past, his face was covered with tightness, only revealing his green eyes, and it was as tender as spring water.
The moment the queen looked at him, he suddenly pulled the cover-up cloak down: "I'm sorry, Su Su, I'm late!"
"Why are you here?" The queen said something weak because she had not fully recovered. Her eyes as if she had closed their frightened eyes, and she suddenly opened wide. She looked at the prophet's outfit in surprise, trembling incredibly.
He stretched out a finger and pointed it at him: "So, you... have been by my side all the time, you... have made me feel so miserable!"
"Su Su, it's my fault, but now it's not the time to explain this. Today I'm here to take you away."
The queen didn't make a sound. When she raised her eyes, she happened to see Ye Hua who was pinching her little hand. Her eyes immediately changed from surprise to surprise. She stretched out her hand with difficulty, trying to touch Ye Hua's cheek, "Hua'er, come on."
Now!"
"My mother, I think you should explain to me what's going on." The guilt towards the queen was slowly fading away, and Ye Hua suddenly realized that his mother might not be as simple as he imagined.
"Your mother cannot blame you. If you want to blame, I am too impulsive back then!" The prophet slowly lowered his eyes and spoke.
"You go out." That memory is like a nightmare, and now it is suddenly torn apart. The queen feels the pain of her chest being cut off and closed her eyes in disappointment: "You go out first, I have a few words to talk to China.
Son said."
"Leave first. If the old emperor wants to come over, we will no longer be able to leave!"
"Go out." The queen turned her head and stopped looking at him, her pale lips slowly buzzed.
The prophet opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was beaten back by the queen's indifferent attitude. He had to swallow what he wanted to say and walked out in disappointment.
As the door creaked and closed, the queen slowly turned around, her eyes looking at Ye Hua were filled with the affection of a mother. Ye Hua couldn't help but tremble.
This is his longing for the eyes he has been thinking about since he was a child. Unexpectedly, he waited for more than 20 years before he really saw it. The queen pulled out the other hand from his palm and held Ye with both hands.
Hua's face, two lines of clear tears slowly slid down her pale face as white as paper.
"Hua'er, I'm sorry, I've made you suffer over the years. I think there's something that's time for you to know."
The queen's face became extremely heavy in an instant, and she slowly told Ye Hua the story she told Hua Xuanji again. Because she had just woken up, she almost couldn't breathe a few times, but she was forced to make a living.
He survived and said in the end, he was already angry.
Holding Ye Hua's hand tightly, the queen looked at Ye Hua's eyes and said slowly: "Hua'er, I know you hate me, but I have to do that. Every time, I see you lost and sarcastic,
I would think that when I was ridiculed and bullied by others, I would think that that year, I prayed to the emperor to leave you right or wrong." I took a deep breath, and the queen's voice weakened another tone: "I know you hate me."
I, in fact, I hate myself, but if my mother does not neglect you, but instead dotes on you like a prince, do you think you will live until now?"
"You don't know, every time I see you, what kind of emotions do I use to suppress myself to deliberately be cold to you. You don't know, how much I want to hug you."