"Yehua..." Hua Xuanji was actually most afraid of Yehua's appearance, looking at nothing, actually, she had a few secrets in her heart, gently placed her little hand on his cold and fair palm, looking at his eyes The light floating eyes touched the softest part of Yehua's heart like a small needle
"If you have something, don't hold it in your own hands. You are not alone... just say it out loud."
"Don't worry" How could he be so fragile that she worried about him. The cold eyes were full of indescribable tenderness. Just as he was about to continue saying something, he was interrupted by a crisp cry.
"It's Qi'er." Hua Xuanji immediately recognized the sound. The owner took Ye Hua's hand and ran out: "Qi'er must have seen his father's body. Let's go over and take a look."[
Sure enough, when Hua Xuanji and Ye Hua walked out of the dark and pungent prison, Qi'er was nestling on the ground like a ball. Two little hands tightly hugged the prophet's arm and said that they would not let those people go. The soldiers who were carried away
If the children from other families fail to persuade them, those soldiers will definitely kick them away, but the body in front of them is the only son of the emperor, who is most likely to inherit the throne in the future. They dare not even if they have a hundred courages.
So the four people carrying the bamboo rack had to keep a squat in one and a half, and Qi'er cried while holding the prophet.
The two white and tender little hands and the prophet's somewhat yellow and wrinkled skin formed a sharp contrast. The two little hands used up to hold the prophet's arm to the greatest extent. Qi'er did not say anything to the bloody thing that came from the prophet's body. I felt disgusted and didn't feel afraid of the cold...
Two black gem-like eyes blinked hard, and Qi'er cried while leaning against the prophet's fingers
The pink little mouth was tilted and looked at the prophet's closed eyes, Qi'er suddenly shook the prophet's arm
"Grandpa Emperor...Grandpa Emperor, get up quickly, don't sleep, please get up quickly, play with Qier, Qier, and also learned a lot of poems that I didn't recite for the emperor. Grandpa Emperor, get up quickly, okay... Qier I will never make you angry again. Qi'er will never move your tools again. Qi'er will never steal food on the emperor's back. Grandpa. I'll get up quickly. OK... If you can get up, Qi'er can never be If you ride a horse, Grandpa will not be sad... Grandpa... You wake up and don't sleep anymore. You tell Qier to go to bed early and get up early. You see, it's still bright... Grandpa, Grandpa, I won't get up again. I've slapped you like my mother..."
The innocent voice and innocent language touched the touch of everyone present. There were some tears in their hearts, and they were soft and even hugged beside them and started crying.
Even Xiaojiu's eyes couldn't help but turn red...
The dazzling sunlight suddenly came out of the prison made Hua Xuanji feel a little uncomfortable. The darkness in front of her was slightly dark, so she reacted and reached out to walk over and patted Qi'er's shoulder.
"Mother's Concubine..." Qi'er raised her big eyes, crying like walnuts, and looked at Hua Xuanji, and then threw herself into her arms: "Mother's Concubine, come and see Xiaojiu just lie, Grandpa, the emperor, didn't leave Qi'er. But why didn’t the emperor’s eyes open and look at Qi’er… Mother, please help Qi’er wake up…”
There was sour air in his nose rushed towards his brain. Listening to Qi'er's words, Hua Xuanji pursed her lips tightly and didn't know how to speak directly... She was afraid that her tears would stay...
What should I say? Children are fragile inside... If I say it directly...
I was once cold to Qi'er for a while because of Ye Hua. This period was always the prophet who was with him. So I really said feelings, Hua Xuanji even believed that in some aspects, Qi'er loved prophets better than Love yourself...
so……
She really didn't want Qi'er to be so hurt when she was so young. She pursed her lips hard. Hua Xuanji sucked her nose gently, took out a handkerchief and wiped Qi'er's tears. She thought about it. Decided to give Qier a kind lie
"Actually, Grandpa Emperor will wake up even if he is sick..."
"Actually, Grandpa Emperor is gone... Grandpa Emperor is not asleep, Grandpa Emperor has gone to another world... Your mother and I will come to that world one day. Qier, you have to work hard on your own... …I am a good person…become a good emperor…” Before Hua Xuanji could say the second half of the deceptive words Ye Hua suddenly walked up and interrupted… and stubbornly stolen the truth of the matter out……
"Grandpa Emperor goes to another world. Grandpa Emperor is gone." Qi'er trembled and let go of the prophet's hand. She stood up straight and looked straight at Ye Hua. An inexplicable emotion surged in her eyes: [
"Father, you lied to the emperor. Grandpa's health is still here. Grandpa will definitely get better. I will definitely get better. Last time, the father fainted and fell asleep like this. But now, the father will get better here. Everything will be fine…”
After saying that, Qi'er turned her small body and turned her head away from looking at Hua Xuanji and Ye Hua like meatballs, running out quickly and repeating the words.
"Grandpa Emperor will get better."
"Qi'er" Hua Xuanji was shocked and stood up and prepared to chase him, but was stopped by Ye Hua with his hands
"Yehua..." Hua Xuanji struggled and signaled Yehua to let go: "I want to go and see Qi'er."
"No need to go." Ye Hua interrupted coldly and glanced at Xiaojiu's body: "Xiaojiu, go over and see, remember to keep a distance, just protect his comprehensiveness..."
"Yes..." Xiaojiu quickly clasped his fists and chased Qi'er quickly in the direction of Qi'er
Ye Hua's eyes flashed over Hua Xuanji and glanced at the other people. He took Hua Xuanji's hand and slowly walked forward to smooth the white cloth that was broken by Qi'er and then covered it with the prophet's body. He lowered his eyes and ordered, "Okay, you go..."
"Yes..." Several soldiers quickly shook their numb legs and carried the prophet's body and walked out neatly.
When everyone was about to leave, Hua Xuanji suddenly walked around Ye Hua and looked at Ye Hua's eyes mixed with a hint of blame.
"I know you're not in a good mood... I can understand this, but how could you say that to Qi'er? He is just a six-year-old child... Why are you so cruel..."
"Xuan Ji, listen to me." Ye Hua let go of Hua Xuan Ji's wrists and turned to put both hands on her shoulders and gently supported her eyes, looking at her with sincerity:
"I will not put my temper on others, nor on my own beloved son... You can protect him for the time being, but I can't protect him for the rest of my life. Wait until one day he knows the truth and knows the truth. You are lying to him. In addition to being sad and sad, he will also have a barrier to you. He is the crown prince. He was too dependent on you before. At this time, if you don’t treat him more ruthlessly, he will understand that people will inevitably die. All of us are all No one will be by his side forever... What if I say what if you and I leave?"
Hua Xuanji quietly lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look up at Ye Hua's pupils
The longer you live, the more you love, the more you become afraid of death...
I will understand more and more the truth that life and death are all trivial matters in the world...
After all, people can't escape death
Seeing Hua Xuanji's face looked very bad, Ye Hua also understood that his words might be a bit too straightforward, although the truth is poisonous, but the honest words are always unpleasant...
What's more, there are too many life and death incidents that Hua Xuanji has experienced in the past few days...
He reached out and slowly hugged the smaller body into his arms, patted her back and sniffed her faint body. Yehua slowly pressed his chin against Hua Xuanji's shoulders. The two of them spoke to each other... Think about something
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The funeral coffin of the prophet was quickly arranged. Ye Hua and Hua Xuanji were all sorted out and they started a day of worship before they could go to bed.
The civil and military officials knelt in front of both sides. The closest to the coffin was Ye Hua's orders and everyone's crying was shocked.
However, he turned his head slightly and looked at the group of people behind him who were pretending to behave like a dog, Hua Xuanji, not only did he not feel a trace of sadness, but he felt a little ridiculous.
The prophet master died for more than a year. Many of these civil and military officials were brought down by the previous dynasty. The prophet master had that personality. When Ye Hua was away, he was taken care of by Yuxia. After Ye Hua came back, he came forward. Most of them are Ye Hua and Ye Hua ascended the throne...
Hua Xuanji really couldn't think of when those of them had such a deep relationship with the prophet...
They just pretend to please me...
But at this time, Ye Hua must have no intention
Looking at Ye Huahua Xuanji in white clothes in front of him, his psychology was slightly thrust
Somehow, Ye Hua's face turned white from yesterday. At this time, it was almost transparent. With white mourning clothes, it looked even more pale.
If Ye Hua hadn't often played in battles and had a very good physique, Hua Xuanji was really afraid that a gust of wind would blow her Ye Hua away...
Hua Xuanji also wondered if the last poison had not been resolved...
But... I was obviously watching Ye Hua take the antidote, how could it be that he hadn't solved it yet...