Chapter 81 I will do my best to protect your child
The moment Hua Xuanji opened the door, she was greeted by Yehua's tired eyes, and his naked, slender, but bloody calf. There was also a somewhat surprised tone.
How did you get here?"
It was obviously fine last night, Hua Xuanji even joked that he was so rough and thick-skinned, how come today...
He waved his hand and told Qing Ge to go down, while he moved closer to Ye Hua, looking at his rather ferocious wounds, "What's going on?"
Yehua still held the unfinished ointment in his hand, stretched out his hand to take Hua Xuanji into his arms, and stuffed the ointment into Xiaojiu's hand: "It's okay, I fell down today, that's all."
"What happened?" Xiao Jiu rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction and muttered: "If I hadn't knelt in front of the hall for a whole day for someone, I wouldn't be like this."
"Xiao Jiu." The pretty eyebrows suddenly frowned. Ye Hua interrupted Xiao Jiu's words sternly. He habitually tucked a strand of hair from her forehead behind her ears and rubbed her soft hair.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm fine."
Hua Xuanji broke away from his embrace, took the ointment back from Xiao Jiu's hand, stretched out her little finger to apply it carefully for him, but when her finger touched the wound that was bleeding continuously, her nose became sore and tears slowly flowed down unconsciously.
The wound was covered in purple color, and it was obviously caused by kneeling down. I remembered that last night he was still holding me and running.
What a fool!
Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her fingertips stained with medicine became cold in an instant, and tears slid down her cheeks. Hua Xuanji cursed while applying ointment: "Yehua, you are such a fool, fool, big fool.
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Yehua waved his hand to signal Xiaojiu to go down, reached out and patted Hua Xuanji's shoulder, comforting her softly: "Don't cry."
"Yehua." Hua Xuanji slowly raised her head, remembering her purpose of looking for Yehua, and put her small hand on her belly: "Is this child a burden to you?"
Yehua froze for a moment, then pretended to be indifferent and said casually: "How could it be?"
However, that small movement did not escape Hua Xuanji's keen eyes, and she bit her lip hard: "If the child will bring a burden to you, then we might as well..."
All the unfinished words were stuffed into his mouth. Yehua's kiss was even more domineering than usual. Yun sucked her uvula vigorously, wishing to swallow them all. The heavy rain outside the window fell with a sound, and continued
The flashing lightning made Yehua's handsome face appear bright and dark.
The medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, Yehua's body stagnated slightly, and then he reluctantly let go of Hua Xuanji's lips.
The slender long hands with a little warmth rubbed on the lips repeatedly, and Ye Hua's voice was slightly dissatisfied and warm.
"Hua Xuanji, remember, I will do my best to protect your child. I will."
His voice was sonorous and powerful, and his broad chest carried a faint scent of mint. His big palm slowly slid down Hua Xuanji's face: "I will be going out for a while in the next few days. You have to protect yourself at home. Sis."
The white teeth bit Hua Xuanji's ear with some dissatisfaction, causing Hua Xuanji's eyes to turn red but she laughed out loud. Yehua's voice seemed a bit charming in the heavy rain, "I really want to fold you up and put you next to me."
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His cool eyes were looking through the layers of rain, but he didn't know where to look. On the other side of the heavy rain, in the imperial study room with a scholarly atmosphere, Bai Yan's voice was particularly clear:
"My dear father, long live my father. Long live my father." Bai Yan leaned down slightly, biting each word very clearly. His slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes held an unfamiliar air that he had never seen before.
Yet with a crooked smile.
A thunderstorm passed across the sky, and on the gorgeous golden carpet, the stove with charcoal fire was burning, giving off a little bit of heat.
Putting the memorial in his hand aside, a touch of kindness suddenly filled his stern face. He slowly stood up and walked to Bai Yan step by step. He bent down with some difficulty.
Lift him up.
"Are there any outsiders here? Why should we pay such a big courtesy?"
"Yes." Bai Yan answered very concisely. He swayed slightly and calmly shook off the emperor's big hand tied to his body. "Father, it's better to go back and sit down. Eunuch Li, help father back."
"No need." Withdrawing his painful palm in the air, the emperor walked back to the throne, and waved his hand for Eunuch Bai to step back. The eyebrows and eyes that were still bent just a moment ago were deeply frowned: "Yan'er, you still hate me.
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"How could it be?" Bai Yan put down the tea cup in his hand: "Where could Ye Yan come from without Father? Ye Yan has never hated Father. Father, you are too worried."
"Then why did you come to see me now? I heard that you have been back for more than half a year." The emperor's voice was a little aggrieved, like a lonely old man who was looking forward to his child coming home. His eyes were cold all the time.
His eyes were actually slightly red.
"My son was accidentally infected with a serious disease when he came back. He was afraid of damaging his father's dragon body, so he didn't come back." He picked up the tea cup and took a sip intentionally or unintentionally. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked very far-fetched:
"Besides, isn't my son here?"
"Ye Yan." The emperor's voice was a little hoarse, as if it was rolling over layers of sand: "It's not that I don't know what you have done over the years. I am indeed ashamed of your mother and queen, and I also know that no matter what,
It can't make up for the harm I did to you, but I did have something important at that time, and I..."
"Father, what do you mean by this?" The monster's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, but his voice was as cold as ice, with a little bit of ridicule: "The past has passed, so don't mention it anymore." The words changed slightly.
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"I heard that there were bandits invading from the southern Xinjiang. The country of Mo wanted to marry the princess to my second brother before sending troops. I also heard that the second brother knelt here for a whole day, vowing not to marry me until he died.
Princess, is this...all true?"
"That treacherous son." The irritating matter was mentioned again. The emperor stretched out his big palm and slammed the table. His voice was filled with unconcealed anger. "It was his blessing that the Princess of Mo Country fell in love with him.
Dare to resist and disobey orders. Ahem..."
Covering his mouth with his big hand, the emperor coughed loudly. Seeing this, Bai Yan's hand trembled slightly, and a packet of fine powder slipped into the cup along his wrist, and he handed the cup to the emperor's mouth.
"My father is coughing. I can't blame the second brother for this. I heard that the second brother gets along very well with his concubine. The Princess of Mo Country will not be happy after marrying her. It's just..."
The end of the words was deliberately prolonged, watching the emperor raise his head and drink the tea into his stomach: "Second brother seems to want to personally lead the troops to attack the rebels, but now is a good time when there is a shortage of good soldiers. I don't know what my father will do."
How many elite soldiers have you got from my second brother?"