Chapter 162: The Domineering Empress Conquers the Heartless Monk 31
The palace people, together with the imperial doctor, were sent out by Shu Ange, and now there are only two people left in the palace.
The goldfish hooked and moved, and in the green gauze tent, only a hazy figure was seen.
Xuanjing saw that she was still able to sit up, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she clasped her hands together and said, "Poor monk, thank Your Majesty for giving medicine." β
Shu Ange wanted to say no thanks, but because he dragged his sick body and forced him to sit upright, he coughed as soon as he opened his mouth.
She coughed one after another, leaned forward slightly, Xuanjing's heart tightened, and she unconsciously took two steps forward, but stopped outside the bed.
Shu Ange covered his lips with one hand, pressed his other hand on his chest, pressed it for a while, raised his head and cleared his throat and said, "It's just a trivial matter, the master doesn't have to care." As for the spices, I have already asked Xinran to investigate, but the little novice who is in charge of the master's life commits suicide in fear of sin, and it is temporarily deadlocked. β
Hearing that the little novice who took care of his daily life had gone, Xuanjing folded his palms and read: "Sin, I don't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me." β
Shu Ange knew that he was compassionate and compassionate, and after hearing the words, he just said quietly: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, the master is compassionate and compassionate, and this unjust debt will be repaid by me." β
"That's not what the poor monk meant, Your Majestyβ"
Hearing Shu Ange say this, Xuanjing couldn't help frowning, and halfway through the explanation, he didn't know where to start, so he couldn't help but get there.
"Target person's opinion +6, current opinion is 49."
Shu Ange sat in the tent, heard the system prompt that his favorability increased, slowly turned his head, and looked at the mirror through the light veil.
His face was a little blurry, separated from her previous tulle, for Xuanjing, to take the initiative to come out of Huangjue Temple to see her, I am afraid that his heart has turned a thousand times.
This road is heavy and blocked, how many difficulties do they have to overcome between them?
For a moment, Shu Ange was thinking, maybe she should give up this strategy, even if all the previous efforts were lost, even if she started all over again.
Sauvignon Blanc long memory, Sauvignon Blanc is infinite, I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.
Shu Ange thought about the various situations when the two got along, and couldn't help but lean over and cough again.
Hearing that the person in the tent was coughing severely, Xuanjing closed his eyes and took a step forward, lifted the curtain, and immediately opened his eyes.
The goldfish hooks touched, making a crisp sound, Shu Ange raised his head, and his haggard look just happened to be reflected in Xuanjing's eyes.
From meeting to today, Xuanjing has never seen such a weak empress, she has always been bright and resolute, everywhere she goes is like a scorching sun, no one can ignore her dazzling light.
But now, with her hair scattered and her thin middle coat sitting in the tent, coughing and coughing tears, her cheeks crimson, and her lips white, made him want to take her in his arms.
This thought appeared, which made Xuanjing's heart stagnate, when did he sink to such a point.
After struggling for a long time, Xuanjing resisted the urge to stretch out his hand and hold her in his arms: "Your Majesty, your body is important, rest well, and the poor monk will retreat first." β
Shu Ange smiled bitterly and raised his eyes to meet his eyes: "Xuanjing, you always call me Your Majesty, do you know my name, you come to see me, even if the fire burns my heart, my heart is still happy." If I stay with you for the rest of my life, even if I fall into hell. β
Qingluo's surname is Yun, and the mirror is clear, but the empress has said it once, but he has never paid attention to remember, and now he only feels hot in his heart, and he is embarrassed in the face of her deep affection.
"Your Majesty, you are diligent in government and love the people, and you will be blessed with infinite blessings in the future. Your Majesty is sacred, and the poor monks don't know ......"
"My name is Yun Wangyue, the moon is bright tonight, if you want to call me to look at the moon in the future."
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