"Lord Song, what's wrong?" Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, puzzled.

"No, I didn't ...... much" Song Jingshan propped up the chair and was about to get up, but found that his legs couldn't use any strength at all.

He knows! He's sure he knows it all! For no reason, Song Jingshan had such a premonition.

Xiao Yu's gaze fell on Song Jingshan's completely paralyzed leg. He is the Son of Heaven, and in front of the Son of Heaven, his clothes are untidy and his posture is not good, and if it is serious, he can be punished as a deception.

However, Xiao Yu just smiled indifferently and did not blame.

He said, "I don't know, what does Master Song think, what does this Zen saying be?" ”

The entanglement on Song Jingshan's face was even worse.

If you say it well, you always feel that in the next second, Xiao Yu will directly ask for the guilt. If it is not good, he, a young imperial doctor who has stepped down, dares to refute the emperor's words, is he really tired of being alive?

He didn't answer, Xiao Yu wasn't angry, and his temper was unusually good.

"Lord Song, let's let people take a look at this leg, if it ends up like the son of the Xing family, it won't be good."

The temperature of the voice is as warm as the spring breeze of willows blowing in March, but somehow, Song Jingshan felt the cold from these gentle words, and his whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, which was very cold.

He has to go, hurry up, and when he goes back tonight, he will pack up his things and leave the capital with his family.

The atmosphere in the living room is tense, and in the bedroom, it is not much better.

Cui Haoran was angry, glared at Cui Yan fiercely, Cui Yan didn't flinch at all, glared back fiercely, looked at each other, sword rattling, no one let anyone.

"Is that the way you talk to your Father?"

The young emperor, who always thought that he was cowardly and useless, turned out to be a ruthless one. The daughter who has been raised for more than ten years also has such a temper, which makes Cui Haoran not angry and angry!

In Cui Haoran's heart, Xiao Yu should always be weak, be a puppet emperor, and after he wins the military power, he will abdicate and make way for Xian. And Cui Yan is his daughter, so he should consider everything for the Cui family, he can calculate and scold Cui Yan, but Cui Yan can't have a little rebellious mentality because of this.

"My daughter doesn't dare." Cui Yan said, but in her tone, there was no "don't dare".

"Where are you going to put the Father?"

"Daddy pretended to be sick and cursed himself like this, where did he put his daughter!" Cui Yan retorted.

Cui Haoran thought of Xiao Yu's words when he left, and the anger in his heart was even worse.

Curse myself, if it weren't for the sake of calling you back, would I be guilty of cursing myself like this?

"You...... Kill you unfilial daughter for your father! Cui Haoran raised his slap and threw it at Cui Yan.

Which one, before the slap fell, it was pulled by Murong Bai.

"Do you want to disobey me?" Cui Haoran said angrily, "It's the other way around!" It's all reversed! ”

Xiao Yu is, so is Cui Yan, and Murong Bai is no exception!

He doesn't understand, what's going on today, it's so unpleasant! Zao Chaoshang was severely scared by the torture, and that depression is still in his chest. The relief food for the victims was not sent out, but it ended up with a bad reputation, and at night, this rebel girl was angry with herself!

Murong Bai said lightly, "The emperor is still in the living room. ”

Cui Yan is the third lady of the Cui family, and she is Xiao Yu's queen, and beating her is also hitting Xiao Yu's face. Xiao Yu may not give up.

At this node, there is less right and wrong.

Cui Haoran sighed fiercely, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He endures!