Chapter 81: Tangled! Is the emperor inferior to a slave? 2
Murong Jing raised his eyes and said, "Come here, let's take a look at her. I heard from the imperial doctor that she seems to be a little frightened."
"What?" Murong Chuxue became nervous again after hearing this. "Then...is she okay?"
Murong Jing stood up and looked at Murong Chuxue doubtfully.
For the first time, he saw his brother being so nervous about a woman.
He said gently: "Chu Xue, if you want to see her, come and see her. Don't be formal. We are brothers and a family. I still prefer the straight-forward emperor brother." [
"Is it really okay?" Murong Chuxue secretly glanced at the person lying on the bed, her eyes filled with distress.
"Well, you talk to the emperor's sister-in-law. I have something to deal with right away." Murong Jing passed by Chu Xue, gently pressed his shoulder, and walked away without saying anything.
The curtain was raised and then lowered, and the silhouette of his back suddenly disappeared.
Murong Jing stood outside the curtain and did not leave immediately.
At this time, Chuxue's nervous greetings kept coming from inside: "Hey, wake up! Don't scare me, what's going on? Are you injured somewhere?!... I'm worried to death, how can you get hurt so casually?...
...Why are you so stupid? Will you not run away when an assassin comes?...Why is there no one with you in broad daylight?...Tell me, are you okay?? Tell me quickly..."
"I'm fine, idiot..."
Murong Jing's whole body trembled. This, is this her voice?! Is she...blaming me?!
Originally, Murong Jing thought that Shen Su'er didn't look at him or say anything back because she was still conscious due to being hit by Ma Feishan. Now it seems that she doesn't bother to talk to him at all.
My heart stung hard.
In this world, she is the only dead woman who dares to look down upon the emperor...
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Murong Jing's expression was cold, and the cold air emanating from his body filled the entire meeting hall.
The group of guards kneeling in the center of the hall were so scared that they didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear that this breath would be their last, not to mention they were frightened, with sweat on their foreheads and chills on their backs.