"Beyuan...", the man in his arms closed his eyes and said something that was not allowed to be refuted.

"The king forgot." Then he hurriedly turned around and walked towards the garden.

When Qin Cao felt that Empress Dowager Lu was pressing forward step by step, she easily did not leave.

Quickly got down and hugged Fan'er from behind, gently not daring to use a trace of strength, as if it was a fragile treasure in the world, it would be broken and difficult to recover when touched, as if there was a phantom in front of him, and a casual would turn into a bubble and disappear.

Mu Fandi smelled the purest orchid, the most refreshing, and the most disturbing orchid fragrance in the world, this should be the last time she smelled it, and she must remember this smell.

The light white thin lips dared to kiss Fan'er lightly in the neck socket, if there was nothing, he quickly pulled away, he was afraid that Fan'er would hate his creation, hate his frivolity, he couldn't let Fan'er misunderstand his sincerity.

"Wait until I get back..."

If you don't leave, it's too late, I can't describe Qin Cao's mood at this time, I can't tell it.

If love is separated by mountains and seas, mountains and seas can be flat, but Qin Cao's vast heart is reluctant to save a drop, this is like a withered and extremely pitiful orchid grass.

Words are always superficial

It's not as bad as the story behind it

Passed through the secret passage of the secret room to the dormitory, and looked at the concubine who loomed on the couch to comfort herself.

Directly opened the curtain and walked in, and the crystal bead curtains behind him collided with each other to make a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Who's the bedchamber?" Roaring, Long Yan was furious.

"Back to the emperor, Concubine Li." A courtesy reply came from the rooftop.

The bead curtain was still shaking, and Concubine Li was even more mysterious and crimson behind the gauze tent.

Without further ado, Qin Cao stepped forward and dragged down the gauze tent and walked in, Fan'er said that the rain and dew were wet, and the emperor should be blessed with the world, but Fan'er was his world.

Concubine Li looked at the person in front of her dreamily, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Huh? Your Majesty, why did you go down? "Wasn't you still in bed just now?

Qin Cao covered this person with a gauze tent, his eyes contemptuous, "Concubine Li, do you have to accept punishment for making mistakes?" ”

"No matter how you punish, the concubines are allowed to be manipulated by the emperor..."

pursed her lips, pulled out the hairpin on Concubine Li's head, and with a wave of her hand, she swiped directly from her left forehead to the corner of her eye, nose, cheek, and even jaw, blood flowed out instantly, blurring one eye, and Concubine Li screamed in an instant.

For a while, there was blood on the gauze tent on the dragon couch, and the disfigured Concubine Li blurred Qin Cao's clothes with her two bloody hands. "What did the concubine do wrong? The emperor punished his concubines in this way. He asked with a cry of grief.

Quickly got up, "You set fire to my Qing'er!" ”

Concubine Li looked at Long Yan's angry back, and there was no crying, she was finished.

"The Queen Mother has arrived!" A report from the father-in-law that Empress Dowager Lu appeared in the main hall of the dormitory, and Qin Cao walked out by herself.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that the placket of the shirt was covered with undried blood and bloody handprints, anxiety and worry overflowed.

"Queen Mother, this is not the blood of the son, it is the person inside." A look of disapproval.

At this time, Concubine Li hurriedly came out of it in a disheveled manner and knelt on the ground, "The emperor spares his life, the queen mother saves her life, and the concubine knows that she is wrong." ”

Seeing that she was embarrassed, Empress Dowager Lu was stunned and asked, "What's going on?" ”

"She killed my Qing'er!" Said with a look of resentment.

"The concubine was wronged, it wasn't the concubine who did it, the emperor has to believe the concubine." Pulling the dragon robe with both hands and swinging the tail, he prayed again and again.

Empress Dowager Lu glanced at Concubine Li, who was seriously injured, and looked embarrassed, "Okay, first Xuan Taiyi, whether I wronged you, the mourning family will verify!" ”

After everyone left, Qin Cao immediately rushed back to the imperial study, and there was no longer a figure of Fan Er in the secret room, and immediately his heart was depressed, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The decadent knelt on the ground and looked at the bamboo cup in the corner of the desk.

He finally understood that Qin Cao, who was invincible, how could he be defeated in his previous life, it was because Fan'er didn't have him in his heart, and it was no different from death, so he was messed up, couldn't set up a situation, and couldn't set up a formation.

Carefully took the bamboo cup, there was a strange sound inside, and hurriedly opened the lid of the cup and opened the rolled plain paper roll.

Mu Fandi: Me! Dislike! A little like a puppy! If you have the ability, you will be a king of the Void Ancient!

Qin Cao knew that this was Fan'er's handwritten letter, and he had read Fan'er's manuscript and script, compared it with Tianyiguo's script, and learned modern simplified Chinese.

Is his mortal tired of him? Qin Cao is exquisite, ever-changing, only obedient in front of mortals, a piece of sincerity, that is his truest self, endless tolerance and love for his beloved.

However, which one of them would Fan'er like besides?

The chivalrous and lonely Mo Shangyu?

A humorous and uninhibited white worker?

No, everything is fake, she is all abandoned!

She hates Qin Zhitian of the thousand-faced fox,

She hates Qin Cao, who spoils her excessively.

However, will she like to kill people without blinking an eye, the master of the hermit of the rivers and lakes?

Qin Cao shook his head, he must be crazy, Fan'er punished him for kneeling when he saw him kill two embroidered girls who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, how could he like such a bloody murderer!

I didn't go to court for a few days, and the civil and military officials didn't know what was going on, and there was no trace of the emperor everywhere in the palace.

Another private visit to Weifu?

The harem was already in chaos, but Empress Dowager Lu stood by and let it go.

Until Qin Cao couldn't hold it in the secret room and swallowed a heart-saving pill.

He can't die, and Fan'er said that he wants to see him as a king of the void.

He wanted to satisfy her, struggling to get up, at this time the emperor was already sloppy and sloppy like a beggar, staying in the secret room day and night, not dripping water, not eating grains of rice, dry lips and peeling, scruffy beard, sunken eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, how decadent and decadent, how ugly and ugly...

War King's Mansion

Qin Zhaoyi took care of Mu Fandi for a few days, but there was no improvement.

"Xue'er, would you like to talk to this king?" A magnetic and slightly hoarse voice came, and he looked back at Qin Zhao in a daze, with a stubbled beard and a thin face, he had long lost his kingly demeanor, and he had lost his former ruthlessness!

But everything is so funny, he loves Cher, she is not!

"Qing is like Mei Laimei is like Qing,

Jade like Rulai, Ru like jade,

The face of the beauty is like the moon and the yarn,

Half ink and half flower,

Jun Muqing day and night,

May it be twilight with the Qing dynasty. ”

Qin Cao's low and gentle voice sounded in the room, Mu Fandi's expression was in a trance, and tears rained down in an instant, she loved him, he loved her, but she almost killed him!

Qin Zhao saw the black Nine Palace Bird, and stepped forward to twist its head.

"Don't touch him!"

Seeing that the lifeless man was willing to speak, he hurriedly came to the bed, "Xue'er, are you hungry?" Whatever you want to eat, this king asks people to prepare food immediately! ”

"I'm fine, go back and clean up after the war king." Weakly propped himself up and leaned against the edge of the bed.