Chapter 89 You are not allowed to touch Hua Xuanji
The thick clothes tightly wrapped the blood-covered little man in his arms. Yehua had not yet taken off his military uniform, and his snow-white face was covered by dust, but nothing could erase the dazzling brilliance of his eyes.
The blood on the floor and the severe pain in her belly made Hua Xuanji come back to her senses in a daze. After all, her child was not left behind.
Holding Yehua's hanging sleeve tightly, the crystal red beans are even more awkward on the snow-white lotus root arm. Yehua, it would be great if you came earlier.
Yehua's face turned an iron-green color, his eyes that were always cold were filled with rage, his lips were tightly pursed, and his body was very stiff, maybe because of the armor. The cuffs of his red robe were white.
, and the hand covering Hua Xuanji's lower abdomen was bright red.
Yehua did not dare to exert too much force, and let Hua Xuanji rest lightly in his arms. His voice was heavy, but it was almost explosive: "Bai Yan, Sixth Emperor Brother, Ye Yan, what should I call you? What are you talking about?"
How can I explain to you what is going on?
The matter was very simple, and it was right in front of him. He set fire to the prince's palace, and then stabbed Hua Xuanji in the abdomen.
Hua Xuanji's blood stained Yehua's fair fingers blood red. Looking at Hua Xuanji who was gradually losing consciousness, Yehua didn't want to stay any longer. He hugged Hua Xuanji gently and turned away, leaving only a cold look on his face:
"I will accompany you in the battle for the throne, openly and secretly. However, you are not allowed to touch Hua Xuanji." Yehua's voice was very calm, but it carried an extremely sharp light.
Bending down to pick up the precious dagger with sporadic drops of blood on it, Ye Hua raised an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth: "Thank you for clearing the obstacles in front of me."
Even if he wants to tear the person in front of him into pieces at this time, this will only bring more terrible consequences to Hua Xuanji and himself. Yehua knows that there is no point in getting entangled at this time, and Hua Xuanji is the most powerful person at the moment.
Important things. Give him a reminder, write down this account, and calculate it carefully in the future.
Xiao Jiu and Qing Ge, who had passed out, had prepared the carriage. However, the blood in Hua Xuanji's belly seemed to be flowing endlessly, and it kept pouring out. If she took the carriage, it would be a waste of time and trouble.
He took off his coat and wrapped Hua Xuanji tightly, and disappeared in the moonlight in the blink of an eye.
Bai Yan didn't say a word during the whole process. He looked up at the sky that was dyed red by the blazing fire. When he looked down again, his long and beautiful hands suddenly turned blood red.
Bai Yan suddenly raised his head again, looking at the bright moon that was still bright and bright no matter what, and a cruel and unusual smile appeared on the monster's face.
The prince is gone, and the son of the man who killed his mother and concubine is gone.
Concubine, are you happy?
Mother and concubine, you have to wait for your sons and ministers, and wait for your sons and ministers to kill those who have wronged you one by one. If they make the mother and concubine suffer a hard time, your sons and ministers must pay back ten points.
They forced their mother and concubine to death, and their son-in-law ordered them to sacrifice the whole city with blood.
Closing his eyes tightly, a teardrop that was particularly inconsistent with this suddenly appeared on the cruel face. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind him. Bai Yan turned around and looked at Ji Yan, who had a plain face, and asked without knowing it.
Are you asking yourself or the person in front of you?
"Are you happy?"
The fierce wind whistled past his ears, Yehua's feet were as fast as flying, and he did not dare to waste a moment.
The small face of the woman in his arms has long been as pale as paper, and even the red lips that are often curved have no color at all. A peach blossom in the center of the forehead is particularly conspicuous, and the layers of marks have been traced countless times. The bright red blood is still flowing.
Sporadic tears flashed in her long eyelashes.
When the army approached the city, eight thousand troops fought against forty thousand elite soldiers, and the battlefield was stained with blood. The only obsession in Yehua's heart was victory, because only after victory could he quickly return to his palace and tightly embrace the person he missed day and night.
Unexpectedly, after finally winning, before he could have a glass of celebratory wine with the brothers, he suddenly got the news from the spies that Hua Xuanji had sneaked into the Prince's Mansion.
Ye Hua didn't even have time to wash away the blood stains on his body. Ye Hua was full of anger and hurried back. As he hurried back, he unexpectedly met Qing Ge, who was riding a horse with scars all over his body.
After understanding the truth, Yehua's thoughts suddenly became extremely simple - Hua Xuanji, don't let anything happen, don't let anything happen.
The hoarse voice was almost crazy. With the hurried footsteps, it drifted into the wind. He felt Hua Xuanji's body slowly becoming cold, and Yehua's eyes were almost abnormal: "Hua Xuanji, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me."
, look at me, I order you to open your eyes."
He hurried to the palace and carefully placed Hua Xuanji on the bed. Yehua hurriedly called the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat Hua Xuanji.
The always cool ink-colored eyes were replaced by anxiety and worry. He put the dirty and blood-contaminated little hands to his lips and looked at the large amount of blood on the snow-white sheets.
Yehua knew that his child was gone.
When he first got the news that Hua Xuanji was pregnant, Yehua was full of worries. However, after getting up every morning and listening to the fetal movements as a habit, Yehua made a plan in his heart. No matter how big the emperor was, he
I will silently accept any request.
As long as, not, give up the country!
His eyes tightened on the woman's face for a moment, and he stretched out his hands to tuck her messy hair back of her head habitually, "Hua Xuanji, believe me, one day, I will make them pay with blood."
The woman on the couch closed her eyes tightly, sleeping quietly and peacefully. Although her delicate little face was stained by blood, she was still extremely beautiful. Looking at the woman who had been with him day and night for almost half a year, her narrow eyes were slightly narrowed.
rise.
The news brought by Qing Ge was undoubtedly a shock to Ye Hua. He had never thought that such a small body could contain such energy, and he would even go so far as to steal military symbols for him.
Due to excessive bleeding, Hua Xuanji has not woken up for a long time. On the emperor's side, the whole country mourned the death of the prince, and ordered all the princes and ministers to keep vigil for him for ten days, but Ye Huasheng refused.
Staying by Hua Xuanji's side twenty-four hours a day, her cold eyes were bloodshot, and her already thin face became even thinner.
There was only a moment of rest every day, and the trivial matters of state were pushed aside. For fear of missing the moment when Hua Xuanji opened her eyes, feeding Hua Xuanji medicine every day became his only major priority.
"Your Majesty." Seeing Yehua's appearance, Xiaojiu, who had followed Yehua since she was a child, felt pain in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. She reached out and took a bowl of clear porridge from the singer, and carefully handed it to Yehua.
before.
"Eat a little anyway, or the prince's body will collapse first before the princess wakes up."
----------Note: In the autumn of the third year of Da Yang, the legitimate son Ye was caught in a fire for unknown reasons and was buried in Xiling. The whole country mourned for seven days and was not allowed to eat meat for three months.