The summer night is still as quiet as ever, and in the quiet moonlight, you can occasionally hear a few small cicadas, a warm wind gently blows, and the dense leaves immediately make a small rustling sound.

However, in a small room against the shadow of the trees, the scene outside was very different.

The pungent smell of blood wafted through the air, and the blood-soaked water changed from basin to basin, and a thin face was as white as paper, with a smooth forehead covered with drops of sweat, and eyelashes as long as butterfly wings trembled slightly, leaving patches on the eyelids.

Haobai's wrist was pierced with silver needles, and Ye Hua at this time looked quite like a hedgehog.

Hua Xuanji had long forgotten the previous entanglement between Ye Hua and herself, and the beads of sweat on her smooth forehead were not much less than Ye Hua, she looked at Ye Hua for a while, and then looked at the prophet who was seriously applying the needle, and asked anxiously: "Old man, is he okay?" ”

"You want to call me the emperor, bah, you want to call me the emperor." The prophet reverted to his usual chatter: "How many times have you said it, why are you still so big or small, be careful of me, ah no, be careful of your offense." ”

"Ah, okay, old man, Yehua, he's fine." Hua Xuanji swore that he definitely didn't mean it, as could be seen from the eager gaze in her eyes.

The prophet muttered childishly to Hua Xuanji: "He, Fu Da has a great life, he can't die yet, and his desire to survive is so big, it's definitely fine, it's just ......"

"It's just what, old man, master, why do you talk paragraph by paragraph, it's very worrying."

"Call me the emperor, ahh The prophet muttered dissatisfiedly, "You didn't let me say it." ”

raised his head, and saw that Hua Xuanji was about to get angry, so he hurriedly reached out and blocked his mouth, and said continuously

"It's just that he has lost too much blood and his body is very weak, if he can, try not to fluctuate his emotions."

After saying this, the prophet let go of his hand, pulled out all the needles, and added: "Try not to talk too much, don't disturb him, but when he wakes up, you must not let him sleep, lie down until tomorrow morning, and it should be fine." ”

As he spoke, he put the medicine bag in his hand under his armpit and walked quickly out of the hut.

On the other hand, he complained: "Obviously, everyone is the emperor, and he still calls others like this, it's really, ah." ”

Suddenly hit by the figure in front of him, the prophet was having no place to spread the fire in his stomach, rubbing his injured head and dancing: "Who, I don't know how to have long eyes when I walk, I'm the emperor, ahh ”

The prophet is the kind of sullen type, cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and always looks unsurprised when he encounters big things, but in the eyes of Hua Xuanji, he is just an old man who jumps up and down and talks a lot.

The prophet was about to say something, but he stopped when he saw the man in front of him and his expression.

Looking at Yu Wufang's dim gaze, the prophet followed his gaze, and when he saw Hua Xuanji, who was busy for Ye Hua, he sighed deeply, patted Yu Wufang's shoulder and said:

"In fact, after so many years, there is no opportunity, even if Hua Xuanji loves Yehua again, if you do enough to move her, she will accept you."

Suddenly, he patted his head as if he remembered something, "Ah yes, in fact, you have done a lot for her, but what is the use of that?" ”

What Yu Wufang has done for Hua Xuanji for so many years is actually really impossible to say for three days and three nights.

Let's just say that he climbed to the top of the mountain every morning to pick the first sunflower with snow water in the morning for Hua Xuanji's injury.

How cold the weather was, how steep the mountain was, but he didn't say a word, and every time he was in a hurry for fear of the flowers withering, he would almost fall a few times.

He never asks for credit, maybe he's just that kind of person.

Like the knight that every princess expects, there is no white horse, but there is a broad enough chest to rely on for the princess to lean on when she is injured and tired.

But when she was happy, she slowly retreated behind her.

Although Ye Hua and Yu Wufang are both the children of the Prophet, after all, Jade Wufang is the Prophet who grew up with him.

So he didn't want this stupid kid to get hurt.

With a slight roll of his eyes, the prophet turned around as if he remembered something, stuffed the medicine box in his hand into Yu Wuji's hand, and said lightly, "I suddenly remembered that there was something I didn't say to Hua Xuanji, you sent the medicine box to me." ”

As he spoke, he strode towards Hua Xuanji's room.

Coincidentally, a little palace maid came over with a few plates of food.

The prophet rolled his eyes and said to the little palace maid.

"Give me the food, and I'll bring it in." ”

"Eh, the emperor is auspicious." The little palace maid was thinking about something else just now, and she didn't notice the prophet walking in at all.

However, the prophet of the little palace maid's call from the emperor was very useful, and nodded heavily, and the prophet put up a score and said in a deep voice towards the little palace maid:

"Alright, alright, you go down."

"No." The little palace maid responded timidly, turned around and ran down. Like a little white rabbit who has seen a wolf.

"Am I that scary?" The Prophet muttered to himself.

Quickly walked to the side, put the food that the little palace maid had taken from the hand on the stone table, and pulled out a bag of white powder from his sleeve.

Ye Hua's burn slowly subsided, and Hua Xuanji took the hot handkerchief down, washed and dried it in the basin and put it on Ye Hua's head again.

"Oh, my little ancestor. You can run slowly. ”

"No, no, no, I'll be fast, I want my mother, I want my mother."

Suddenly, Qi'er's voice came from afar, and Hua Xuanji was shocked that she had really forgotten to take care of Qi'er because of Ye Hua's relationship.

Hurriedly opened the door, hugged Qi'er into his arms, and reached out to rub his soft little hair.

"Miss." Qingge glanced at Hua Xuanji with embarrassment, and said, "Qingge didn't want to quarrel with Miss and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to rest, but, 'This little guy is really ......"

"I don't blame you." Hua Xuanji looked up at Qingge and smiled gently: "It's me who is too busy to ignore Qi'er." ”

"Mother." Qi'er comfortably put her little head on Hua Xuanji's shoulder, and said in a voice with a little grievance, "Qi'er thinks that my mother doesn't want Qi'er anymore." ”

"How so?" Hua Xuanji kissed Qi'er's face dotingly: "Qi'er is my mother's big baby, why wouldn't my mother want Qi'er?" Well, my mother has something very important to do. ”

"What's the matter?" Qi'er's little ghost rolled his eyes, "Qingge's godmother said that her mother is taking care of her father, is it true?" Qi'er wants to see Daddy, Qi'er wants to see Daddy! ”

"Light song." Hua Xuanji glanced at Qingge with some complaint, since the child's accident disappeared last time.

Hua Xuanji left a shadow in her heart. It's not that she doesn't want to tell Qi'er that Yehua is his father, it's just that she ......

"Eh, Miss, you are just too careful, now that the overall situation has been decided, I don't think he will be dealing with Miss's child, right, not to mention, it's still his child."

I don't know how to say it, Hua Xuanji shook her head helplessly. Fu leaned down and hugged Qi'er into his arms, stretched out his hand and hung Qi'er's little nose, "Don't listen to your godmother's nonsense, have you forgotten what your mother told you?" Qi'er, your daddy is far, far away. ”

"Who said his daddy was far, far away? Ahem"

Ye Hua's voice was still a little hoarse, as if he was rolling over the sand, with unprecedented exhaustion, but he sat up and stretched out his hand towards Qi'er: "Come, Qi'er, your daddy is here, hurry, let daddy hug him." ”

Qi'er kneaded Hua Xuanji's collar and didn't understand her voice, and said angrily with her waist in her waist: "You lie, you are not my father, you are the bad uncle." ”

"God." Ye Huaqiang pulled out a smile, but it came from the heart. "Hua Xuanji, how did you teach your son so that he didn't even recognize his father. Hua Xuanji opened her eyes in disbelief: "You know everything?" ”

"Otherwise?" The cool eyes narrowed slightly, and there was indeed a gentle smile: "You are so ruthless, how long do you want to hide it from me." ”

"The ruthless person is you, not me." Hua Xuanji smiled bitterly! "Yehua, what do you want? Don't be nice to me, okay? Do you know how painful it feels to be knifed by a lover? ”

"Xuanji. Ahem," Ye Hua coughed a few times, "Can you tell me what happened?" There must be a misunderstanding in this. ”

Ye Hua's words were a little urgent, and a touch of blood spilled the corners of his lips again.

"Miss." Qingge really couldn't stand the fact that the two of them, who obviously loved each other, tortured each other like this, and hurriedly persuaded each other: "Maybe there is really some misunderstanding between you, let's talk about it."

Seeing that Hua Xuanji was silent for a long time, Qingge couldn't help it, and took a step forward and said: "Four years ago, you entered Miss's lower abdomen with a knife in the barracks, causing Miss to almost miscarry. Then when the young lady woke up, you pressed me to death with a bow and arrow, and forced the young lady off the cliff! Isn't that what you did? ”

"How so!" Ye Hua supported the side of the bed with his hand and coughed a few times, "Four years ago, I rushed out after receiving a message from the emperor of Moguo, who knew that the road was blocked halfway, and by the time I arrived, it had already become a ruin." ”

Ye Hua paused, large drops of sweat were left on his pale face, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"It's even more impossible to press forward step by step, after it became a ruin, I received a secret letter from the emperor and returned to the palace. And. ”

Ye Hua's eyes widened suddenly: "Almost everyone in the palace knows that I was injured by a bow and arrow when I was a child, and since then I have an inexplicable fear of the bow and arrow, and I can't even pull the bow away." ”

Maybe it was because Ye Hua's emotions were too excited, and after saying the last word, there was a fishy sweetness in his mouth, and then a large mouthful of blood gushed out without warning.

stained the entire bed red. It blooms with deep red flowers that are as dazzling and vivid as a mandala. ……