Emperor Jing tied the red thread this month and patted his butt before leaving, leaving Zhao Kang in a daze facing the open door.
After lingering for a minute, Zhao Kang finally opened the door and walked in, closing the door gently.
Ye Hongxue heard a noise inside the house, and even heard Emperor Jing scolding Zhao Kang before.
At this moment, I was so confused that I didn't know what to do, so I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be dead.
Zhao Kang stopped at the door of the ward and was afraid to enter. He didn't know how to face Ye Hongxue.
This feeling was so heavy that it almost crushed him.
Looking into the ward, Zhao Kang saw a blood-stained blue shirt, so stained by blood that the original color could hardly be seen.
The scene of Ye Hongxue fighting for his life on the stage of life and death suddenly appeared in his mind, which made his heart tremble.
I don't even know how to enter the ward.
Zhao Kang sat on the chair originally made by Emperor Jing and looked at Ye Hongxue, who was pale and closed on the hospital bed.
I felt relieved.
Are you asleep?
Just now Wu Rulong seemed to say that she was already awake, but that's okay.
Otherwise, I really don’t know how to face it.
Pulling the chair closer, he brought himself closer, his eyes reflecting a slightly sickly pretty face.
It's beautiful, so beautiful that it's soul-stirring.
Her eyebrows are like distant mountains with infinite scenery, her jade face is shiny and moist, and there are those red lips that have been kissed three times.
Whether Ye Hongxue couldn't understand it or not, Zhao Kang himself didn't understand why Ye Hongxue would treat him like this.
He did not hesitate to stand on the stage of life and death and did not tell the truth, but he knew that he owed this woman on the hospital bed, and he was afraid that he would not be able to repay it.
Subconsciously, she took Ye Hongxue's left hand, which was wrapped with a circle of gauze.
It was left by Ye Hongxue slapping the sword's edge with her hand when Sun Tianguan struck out with his last sword.
Without this moment, the last sword would have pierced her heart.
"It must be painful, right?" Zhao Kang asked, recalling that scene.
Not sure whether she was asking someone or herself, Ye Hongxue's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he didn't notice.
Zhao Kang sighed softly and said to himself: "It would be great if you were a native of Qian."
When the woman heard this, she almost exploded with anger. She almost couldn't hold back and kicked him away.
I have done so much, is it because you are from Jingguo that you, bastard, are not happy?
Then I heard Zhao Kang say: "In that case, even if I cheat, I still have to trick you back home as my wife. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to trick you from Jingguo to Qianguo."
The anger in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Ye Hongxue was in a state of confusion. Could it be that he also had other thoughts?
Zhao Kang's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up Ye Hongxue: "I don't know why you did this, but this friendship is indeed so great that I don't know how to repay it."
"I also know that you will not leave Jingguo, but don't worry. As long as you are in Jingguo, it will be my second home. Everything I have and know will be given to Jingguo."
"I think you will be happy with this, right? Thank you Hongxue, I, Zhao Kang, will never let you down in this life!"
After gently kissing the gauze-wrapped hand, Zhao Kang put it back into the quilt and stood up quietly.
After confirming that Zhao Kang had left, Ye Hongxue opened her eyes and felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest and her cheeks were extremely hot.
Just when she wanted to take a breath, Zhao Kang came back again. The difference was that he came to the back of the table with pen and ink in his hand, spread out the paper, and Zhao Kang wrote with great energy.
I wrote down everything I could think of.
Ye Hongxue quietly opened her eyes and looked at Zhao Kang who was writing furiously, feeling something strange in his heart.
He looks so handsome like this.
The lights stayed on all night, so Zhao Kang didn't sleep all night, and the paper was filled with words.
Although the handwriting is not very pretty, it is vaguely legible.
After hearing this, Wu Rulong did not go to court, but came to the Taiyuan Hospital and took a look at Ye Hongxue, who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.
Wu Rulong laughed in his heart. He was still asleep at this time and should have finished talking about last night. Then he looked at Zhao Kang and said, "I heard from the imperial doctor that the Imperial Master stayed up all night."
Zhao Kang put down the pen in his hand, no trace of fatigue on his face.
He folded the ten pages of paper he had written, handed them to Wu Rulong, and said softly: "Your Majesty, these are some things I wrote, some suggestions and measures for your country's urban planning."
"This is what I did when I was in the country. It may not be the most correct thing, but it is a direction."
"In addition, I will gradually send those things promised to your majesty to Jingguo and some talents in this field. I hope your majesty will not neglect them when the time comes."
"Industrial technology is not the most important, the key is the spread of ideas. Time will smooth out all technological differences."
Wu Rulong suddenly felt as if he had found a treasure and almost grabbed it. He snatched what Zhao Kang had written all night and put it in his arms.
This guy finally came up with something useful. The red thread I tied last night was not in vain!
Glancing at Ye Hongxue who was still sleeping, Zhao Kang thought about it and felt a little uncertain.
"There is another thing I want to discuss with Your Majesty."
Wu Rulong was in high spirits right now: "Master National Preceptor, please tell me, everything can be discussed easily."
Zhao Kangdao: "I want to trade Ye Hongxue with Your Majesty for a grain that can produce nearly a thousand kilograms per mu."
Wu Rulong almost thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say? The yield per mu is a thousand catties! Is that still grain? Grass can't grow so much!"
"It is indeed edible food!" Zhao Kang said.
Wu Rulong almost blurted out the change.
But he still held it back and asked doubtfully: "You want to use food to exchange for Ye Hongxue? What are you going to do?"
Zhao Kang showed a gentle smile in his eyes: "I want to take her back to Qian Country to be my wife."
Don’t even think about it!
Wu Rulong laughed when he heard this. Do you want to get rid of it once and for all?
How could I give you this opportunity!
Ye Hongxue on the bed almost broke out in a sweat.
Wu Rulong: "That's not possible. How can you exchange items for people? And this girl Hongxue won't agree to it."
Zhao Kang looked at it and whispered: "She is asleep now and she doesn't know. Your Majesty, if you promise, then an imperial edict will be completed?"
"Are you kidding me? Isn't this a trick?" Wu Rulong, who had tricked Zhao Kang just yesterday, shook his head firmly.
Zhao Kang clicked his tongue: "How can this be called cheating? You also told me last night not to let her down. Isn't it that I am pursuing my own love? Your Majesty, you should support me."
Wu Rulong shook his head: "No, no, you have to ask me for my opinion on this matter. You don't know. I have watched Hongxue since she was a child. Although this girl is usually as cold as an iceberg, she actually holds a grudge."
"I dare to beat you if you get mad. Now I have lost half of my cultivation and it will not be restored in a year or two. If she recovers and knows that I sold her to you like this, what will it be? I might even beat you to death by then. possible?"
Ye Hongxue was confused on the hospital bed. When did it take so long for you to recover to normal cultivation level in one or two years?
