Little Xingxing flew over and hugged the man tightly. Her tears fell heavily, "Uncle, wuwu uncle, Little Xingxing misses you so much."
"..." The air suddenly became quiet.
Little Xingxing, who was crying, didn't notice anything strange. She wiped her tears on the man with snot, "I can't be dreaming...ah! It hurts, it hurts, it's really uncle, wuwu, uncle, you are
How did you get here?"
She cried for a long time.
The person she held did not speak or make any move.
Little Xingxing realized something was wrong belatedly.
She was about to speak when she heard a slightly familiar voice beside her, "When did the little princess become so close to the emperor's uncle?"
Turned his head.
Little Xingxing saw the man in Xuanyi next to the verandah. The man had silk-like eyebrows and red phoenix eyes. He was sitting in a wheelchair and looking at her with gentle eyes. When she saw her looking over, a smile appeared on the man's pale face, and he put his fist on his lips.
Bian coughed slightly, looking a little weak, "Little princess, don't you recognize me?"
Of course she recognizes it.
Her savior.
But why did he appear in the palace? Little Xingxing looked at him intently for a long time, and finally her eyes fell on his chest embroidered with python patterns. She blinked, "You..." The man's eyes flashed slightly, "Chu Li,
The little princess should call me Second Emperor Brother."
"..." It turned out that he was King Li who lived in the courtyard next door.
No wonder she arrived in time to save her that day, but...he was completely different from the last time he saved her. Although it was night last time, his eyes were casual and his posture was relaxed. He looked like a worldly master with strong martial arts skills.
people.
But at this time.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was thin and pale, and his straight back seemed to be bent by something. He put his fist to his lips and coughed violently. After coughing one after another, he felt as if his lungs were going to be drained.
When I coughed up, I felt sick all over my body.
On such a hot day, he was not only dressed in black clothes, but also had a white cloak on his shoulders.
The color of his face is not much different from the white cloak.
She was about to ask him what was wrong, when the person she had been holding finally said unbearably, "How long do you want to hold him?"
"..." No! This is not my uncle's voice.
Little Xingxing suddenly raised her head and saw the face that was exactly the same as her uncle's. Her nose was a little sore, but she soon discovered the problem.
Not uncle.
The uncle had silver hair, but the man in front of him had black hair and was tied with a jade crown. The man's face was a little cold, especially the way he looked at her, which was almost ice-cold and bone-chilling.
"..." My uncle would never look at her like this.
Little Xingxing let go of her hand in a daze. She slowly lowered her head and saw the two legs standing under the man's robe.
It's really not her uncle... Ever since she can remember, her uncle has been in a wheelchair... She stared blankly at the face that looked exactly like her uncle, and was a little stunned for a moment. There was actually someone who looked exactly like her uncle in this world.
people.
Is it a coincidence?
"I..." "What nonsense were you talking about just now! How did I come here? Of course I came here."
The man pushed her away and glanced at her wet chest. His brows were full of disgust, "Su Xing'er, why are you crazy!"
"Uncle..." "You are the granddaughter of your mother, so you should call me uncle. But you have married Chu Mohan and are now Princess Jing, so you should follow Chu Mohan and call me uncle."
"Uncle Emperor?"
"Shut up!"
If he hadn't known that Su Xing'er was the Queen Mother's pet peeve, he would have slapped her away with his palm when she rushed towards him just now.
Looking at the wet patch on his chest, Prince Yu Chu Yutian rolled his sleeves and walked away.
Little Xingxing looked at his back, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She lowered her eyes to cover the loneliness in her eyes, wiped away her tears, and smiled bitterly.
"The little princess used to be quite afraid of the emperor's uncle."
"Yeah?"
Little Xingxing's eyes fell on Chu Li. She took a breath and quickly adjusted her state, "What's going on with you?"
"I have been weak and sickly since childhood."
"..."Who are you kidding?
Even though he is weak and sick, he can kill four killers with one move.
She understands.
Persona.
Seeing no one around, Little Xingxing sat on the railing of the verandah, "I didn't tell Chu Mohan what happened last time."
Chu Li chuckled, "I know."
If Chu Mohan was able to trace him based on the characteristic of wheelchair alone, and Chu Mohan didn't find Prince Li's Mansion the day after the assassination, he knew that Xiao Xingxing had not sold him.
He bowed his hands to Little Star and said, "Thank you very much."
"You saved me."
Little Xingxing is not a brainless person. Chu Li is obviously very powerful in martial arts, but he pretends to be like this. There must be his reasons. Throughout the dynasties, the palace is the place with the most secrets. She accidentally discovered his secret. This is a big deal for her.
Not a good thing.
She looked at him with a more guarded look, "I won't tell anyone about you."
"I do not know either."
"What?"
Chu Li looked at her steadily, and after a moment, the corners of his lips raised, "You are not Princess Jing's problem."
"..." Little Xingxing almost fell off the railing without being able to sit still. She quickly calmed down, "Don't talk nonsense."
Chu Li smiled and said nothing.
That look clearly showed that she was not Su Xing'er.
Little Xingxing was worried and surprised at the same time. Of course, she was more surprised. After she came to this world, none of the personal maids around her, Chu Mohan, or the Queen Mother who loved her the most, could tell that she was not Su.
Xing'er, how did he find out?
It is impossible to admit.
She admitted that where could she get Su Xing'er to come out and compensate everyone.
Little Xingxing sat back on the railing and changed the subject, "You don't look good."
"Um!"
Chu Li smiled gently, "It's an old problem."
After all, she saved her life. Little Xingxing is a good child who always repays kindness. She flirted with Chu Li, who looked at her puzzledly and said, "Bring your hand here and let me feel your pulse."
"..." Thinking of the medicine she gave him a few days ago, Chu Li's eyes flashed, he lifted up his sleeves and handed his wrist over. Little Xingxing's hand rested on his wrist, and the more he touched her, the tighter his frown became.
"Your pulse... how many kinds of poisons are there in your body?
So many poisons have not killed you, and they are still balancing each other in your body...you are really awesome."
Chu Li retracted his wrist with a smile, as if he didn't care at all.
"Let me remind you that the accumulated toxins in your body have damaged your internal organs. If you don't find a way to detoxify, you may not be alive for long."
"Can you solve it?"
Little Xingxing blinked, "You ask me?"
"Um."
"It's possible, but it's very troublesome."
"..." Chu Li was stunned for a moment. His body had been sentenced to death by countless so-called miracle doctors. This was the first time he heard someone say that the poison on his body could be cured.