Chapter 122: [Who loves who is stupid and who often meets who] Love
"Stop! Don't touch her! Qingluan! Qingluan!"
He opened his eyes suddenly and reached around, but found nothing.
"Your Majesty," someone walked over quickly.
Long Lilie narrowed his eyes slightly. Next to the bed was Wuhen. He was about to wipe his sweat, but Long Lilie grabbed his collar and gritted his teeth: "Why am I still here?"
quiet
This is Gansi Palace, and he is still in the palace!
Wuhen smiled bitterly. He and Hua Chi took turns waiting on the emperor. Why did the emperor wake up while he was waiting? At this time, no one dared to provoke Long Lilie's anger. He bit the bullet and said: "That day, Weichen After telling the Emperor that the Shadow Guards were encircling and suppressing Nian's gangsters in Shiliwa outside the city, the Emperor did chase after him quickly, but halfway, he became furious and his wounds burst and bled a lot. The Emperor was exhausted and fell down from his horse..."
Long Lilie closed his eyes. He had calmed down now. Now, he couldn't be anxious, confused, or fall down again.
However, when he thought that she was still in the hands of those people, his calmness was gone.
Letting go of Wuhen, he asked softly, "Have you sent someone to Shili'ao to take a look?"
"Yes," Wuhen said quickly, "it's just that our people didn't find any suspicious people when they returned to Shili'ao."
so……
He has completely lost the news about her...
Seeing Long Lilie frowning, Wuhen hurriedly added, "Hua Chi has been guarding the city gate to block the way out of the city, and the shadow guards are also looking around to find the empress. The emperor is not feeling well. Don't worry too much about internal and external troubles for fear of injuring the dragon's body." "
"How long have I slept?"
"Two days back to the emperor"
Long Lilie punched the bedrail, and the wooden thorns flew into the air. The wooden thorn stabbed his finger, and blood flowed down the edge of his palm. He stared coldly at the few wisps of bright red without making a sound.
Two days...
Wuhen gritted his teeth and advised: "Your Majesty, if I know you are like this, I will be sad if I teach you."
"Sad? How can she still be sad for me?" Long Lilie sneered, his eyes fell on the dancing candlelight, and said lightly: "Wuhen, I had a dream just now, dreaming about those people torturing her..."
When he said this, he paused. Wuhen looked over and saw the emperor holding the quilt tightly. He was shocked and did not dare to say the comforting words in his mouth.
At this time, the emperor's voice came softly again, with a hint of ethereal
"Later, she looked at Lian coldly and said that she was wrong. She shouldn't have gone back to the palace with Lian and she didn't want to go back to the palace again..."
"Wuhen, I tell you, it's impossible, that's impossible, she can't, I won't allow her to stay by my side in this life, no matter life or death, even if she is just watching from a distance, I will not let her She leaves"
"who!"
There was someone outside the door, Long Lilie and Wuhen both felt it