Looking at the girl's pale face, Wei Zhao suddenly couldn't care about anything. He bowed his head to Xie Yanhe and admitted defeat: "Sleep, it's my mistake." ”

Xie Yanhe chuckled lightly and asked rhetorically, "How could Your Majesty be wrong?" The wrong person will never be Your Majesty. ”

"Do you hate me that much?"

Wei Zhao smiled bitterly.

He has never coaxed anyone, and the only person he has coaxed in the first half of his life is the one in front of him. Seeing that his beloved little girl was cold, Wei Zhao felt a little at a loss.

Xie Yanhe only felt ridiculous, why did he discuss these meaningless issues with Wei Zhao. Love or hate, it doesn't matter for a long time.

"Your Majesty, is there any news of my brother?" Xie Yan lowered his eyes and directly avoided Wei Zhao's question.

Not hearing the answer he wanted, Wei Zhao couldn't figure out whether he was relieved or secretly disappointed in his heart.

Perhaps, subconsciously, Wei Zhao was even more afraid that Xie Yanhe would not even hate him.

"Your brother is injured, but fortunately he is not fundamentally injured, and he will delay his journey for a few days. Don't worry, I have already sent additional people to escort Xie Han to Beijing. ”

Knowing that his words would make Xie Yan and unhappy, Wei Zhao didn't dare to continue to hide her from Xie Han's affairs.

Although, Wei Zhao was very jealous of Xie Han's status as a brother in her heart, if it weren't for Xie Han, she and Mianmian would still be sweet.

Even if she is always petty in front of herself, arrogant, domineering, and has a lot of careful thoughts, it is better than now. Today's sleep is as cold as a piece of ice, and you can't cover it no matter how you cover it.

"Brother is injured?" Xie Yan and his long, thick eyelashes trembled. After Wei Zhao entered the house, Xie Yanhe's gaze did not fall on him.

But when he heard the news of his brother's injury, Xie Yanhe couldn't help but raise his eyes, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were like a lake wrinkled by the summer wind, rippling layer upon layer.

"Is my brother's injury serious?"

Wei Zhao replied to the question: "Mianmian, you are finally willing to see me." ”

Hearing this, Xie Yanhe's eyes froze slightly, and then he looked away lightly.

She said softly: "Your Majesty, Long Wei Hehe, the courtiers dare not offend Tianyan. ”

Wei Zhao found that if Xie Yanhe was annoyed, how annoying would be the words of this red little mouth.

The ten fingers he had hidden in his sleeve clenched into fists, and after releasing them, he held them again, and so on and so forth, until he couldn't bear it anymore.

The man stretched out his arms and picked up Xie Yan and Da Heng.

"Your Majesty, let me down!" Xie Yanhe only felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and in an instant, his delicate body had fallen into the arms of the man.

She was immediately angry and hateful, and raised her hand to beat Wei Zhao's chest: "Don't go too far!" ”

Xie Yanhe used ten percent of his strength in his hands, but he accidentally touched his heart and lungs, and there was another violent cough.

Wei Zhao saw that her face was flushed with coughing, a pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with hazy mist, and the crystal tears could not fall, like rain hitting pear blossoms, indescribably delicate and pitiful.

Wei Zhao's heart was about to be crushed, and he hurriedly coaxed her softly: "Sleep well, calm down, don't get angry." ”

He gave Xie Yanhe a hand and shouted outside the house: "Kong Siquan, don't go and pass Yin Juanbai over!" ”

Because Wei Zhao couldn't rest assured of Xie Yanhe's body, he directly ordered Yin Juanbai to live in the Hou Mansion and take care of Xie Yanhe's condition at all times.

"You go!" Xie Yanhe covered his mouth with his sleeve and said weakly.

The moment he raised his sleeves, a snow-white brocade fell to the ground like fallen leaves from the treetops.

Xie Yanhe's eyes froze, a pair of peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, and in a hurry, he wanted to cover up and said, "I don't want to stay here, you take me out." ”

Wei Zhao's eyes were stung by the red on the handkerchief, and he stumbled under his feet, remembering the person he was holding in his arms, so he struggled to stand firm.

"Why do you want to hide it from me?" Wei Zhao's deep voice brought out a slight tremble, his eyes were red, and he stared at the girl in his arms tightly.

Xie Yanhe's eyelashes twitched, and a string of crystal tears snaked down her tender snow cheeks...... She hurriedly turned her head away, and after stopping her tears, her cherry lips curled slightly, and she asked back, "Didn't Your Majesty say that when the courtiers realize their mistakes, Your Majesty will see the courtiers?" ”

Wei Zhao's ink eyes trembled, his heart was sore and unspeakable, he couldn't help but say: "It's my nonsense, I forgot all about sleep, okay?" ”

Xie Yanhe's tone was extremely indifferent: "Your Majesty is a king, and he is true of his word. The courtiers should keep it in mind. ”

Wei Zhao's eyes were hot, and he quickly closed his eyes. After a while, he sighed softly: "Whatever you want." It's just that he grabbed Xie Yanhe's arms harder, for fear that he would slack off and lose the treasure in his arms.

"Kong Siquan, let Yin Juanbai go to the inner room of the Wuyuan Courtyard and wait."

Wei Zhao ignored Xie Yanhe's struggle and left with people in his arms.

"Mianmian, when you get better, I can be petty as you like, but not now." Wei Zhao said in a deep tone.

His inky eyes were as dark as night, like two bottomless whirlpools that could suck everything in the world into them. The momentum around him exuded the majesty and indifference of no one to approach, if he accidentally approached him for half a step, the next moment he would grow a sword out of its sheath and blood splattered three feet.

Xie Yanhe's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help shrinking into Wei Zhao's arms. Wei Zhao at this moment was too terrifying, and Xie Yanhe was very eager to survive and temporarily softened.

Through a layer of silky clothing, Wei Zhao could easily feel the softness of Xie Yanhe's delicate body, his skin was slightly cool, and he was as petite as a little milk cat, so he was about to show his little claws that were not very sharp towards his master.

Wei Zhao's hazy heart seemed to be torn open by these tender claws, and the warm sunlight shone in, dispelling the coldness and murderous intent in his heart.

He let out a sigh in his heart, after all, it was still too small.

Putting Xie Yanhe on the bed, Wei Zhao covered her with a brocade quilt and asked the maid who was waiting beside her: "How long has the county lord coughed up blood?" ”

The mandarin duck's eyes widened in fright, and she said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, the county lord...... How can the county lord cough up blood? ”

Wei Zhaomo's eyes narrowed, his cold, majestic gaze swept around the room, and after seeing the frightened and confused expressions of the maids, he could no longer contain the killing intent in his heart.

"A bunch of rubbish! Drag them all out and kill them with a cane! "Mianmian coughed up blood, if it wasn't for being hit by himself today, all these wastes would have been kept in the dark by the master. What is the use of such dereliction of duty!

"Wait!" Xie Yanhe looked at the waiter who rushed into the house, and hurriedly shouted.

"Your Majesty, why should you embarrass your subordinates! It was I who hid the blood-stained Jinpa, and they didn't know about it. Xie Yanhe grabbed Wei Zhao's arm hard, and his pointed nails were embedded in Wei Zhao's muscles through a thin layer of fabric.

She gasped violently, "Why did Your Majesty cross me to punish my maid!" ”

"If it weren't for the carelessness of these maids, how could you get sick! It's no use that you intercede. Wei Zhao's face was cold, and he shouted at Kong Siquan: "Didn't you hear my orders? Are you deaf? ”

"Your Majesty! It's that I don't want to live anymore! Xie Yanhe didn't expect Wei Zhao to insist on going his own way and having to execute his maid.

Her snow-white face showed a sad smile, and she said self-deprecatingly: "It's better to die clean than to be unhappy alive." ”

"You dare!" Wei Zhao was furious.

In Wei Zhao's impression, Xie Yanhe is a willful little girl, relying on the favor of adults, and gambling with adults with her body. Wei Zhao hopes that she can be more mature, but if she has always been so ignorant and willful, there is nothing wrong with it.

Wei Zhao never thought that Xie Yanhe was not willful, but wanted to use death to take revenge on himself!

His heart was painful and hateful, and he suddenly lost his senses, and couldn't help but put down a cold threat: "If you have a case, I will let everyone in the Xie family bury you!" ”

Xie Yanhe's pupils shrank when she heard this, and a wave of hatred surged into her heart, she trembled angrily, and asked angrily: "My brother's merit is in Sheji, do you want to be a faint monarch who does not distinguish between right and wrong and kills meritorious ministers?" ”

Xie Yanhe's reaction was very violent, but the flame rising in Wei Zhao's heart disappeared silently.

Wei Zhao's thin lips hooked, and a pair of black eyes flashed coldly, like a wolf king staring at his prey, his eyes were cold and fierce.

However, his low, magnetic voice was extremely gentle: "It turns out that there will be times when you are afraid. ”

Wei Zhao bent over, lifted Xie Yanhe from the bed, hugged her fragile body tightly, and found her moist and small earlobes with thin lips, gently held them, and kissed them very lingeringly.

"I never cared about my reputation. So, you have to be obedient. If you live for a day, the Xie family will be able to enjoy a day of wealth. Do you understand what I mean? ”

Xie Yanhe's delicate face instantly faded blood.

Wei Zhao found that it was not okay to blindly be gentle with this little thing. He could endure Xie Yanhe and go on endlessly, but he would never allow her to leave his side, not even if he had this idea. But looking at the frightened appearance of the little Jiaojiao in his arms, he immediately softened his heart again.

"Sleepy, obediently waiting to be my bride, isn't it? Under one person, above ten thousand, even the prince has to call you 'Queen Mother', if he dares to be disrespectful to you, I will support you, and I will definitely punish him severely. ”

Wei Zhao softened his tone, and coaxed Xie Yanhe in a warm voice: "You tossed yourself out of the wind and cold, I can treat it as if I don't know." But it induces your heart disease. I can't wait to beat you up so that you can have a long memory, and you will be more studious and smarter in the future. ”

Xie Yanhe raised his head, looked at Wei Zhao with wide eyes, and a deep tremor appeared in his heart, this man is too terrifying!

"I'm not done yet." Wei Zhao looked at Xie Yanhe's frightened expression like a deer, kissed her on the lips with soothingness, and said softly: "I miss that you are the first time to commit a crime, so I will spare you." If there is a next time, I am reluctant to punish you. But these people around you, not only the maids, including Xie Han, none of them can run. ”

Xie Yanhe's fingers holding Wei Zhao's shirt clenched suddenly, and then his hands hung down like a loss.

Wei Zhao grabbed her soft wattle and kneaded it gently in his big palm. Mo Yan glanced casually, and said to Yin Juanbai, who had been kneeling outside the screen for a long time, "Come and ask the county lord for a pulse." ”