Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 106 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (34)

Chu Yuan didn't raise his blue eyes: "What the emperor said is true."

Chu Mingcheng punched the cotton, and lost interest, but didn't want to let Chu Yuanqing leave the palace just like that.

"You and your niece and daughter-in-law will rest in the palace tonight, and if anything happens, the imperial doctor can also stand by."

"The place where you used to live has been cleaned. When you get better, go back and rest."

Chu Yuanqing raised his eyes, seeing Chu Mingcheng's heart trembled with his dark and deep phoenix eyes, he laughed twice: "The empress is still in the main hall, I'm going back first."

Chu Yuan Qing Yan looked away: "Go."

Look at this tone, it seems to be dismissing the servants.

Chu Mingcheng's forehead twitched wildly, and he turned and left holding back his anger.

He told himself that there was no need to argue with a cripple, since Chu Yuanqing would not have a few days to live anyway.

Following Chu Mingcheng's departure, the piandian returned to silence.

Lou Zhuang poured a cup of tea and handed it to the man.

Chu Yuanqing took it but didn't drink it, the temperature of the tea passed through the cup wall to his palm.

The two sat facing each other without speaking, but Chu Yuanqing felt that the atmosphere was very warm.

Closing his eyes, his eyes fell on Lou Zhuang's pale fingers, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Chu Yuanqing thought, is it because of her that he feels warm?

Half an hour later, a palace official came in with medicine.

Chu Yuanqing raised his eyes, and ordered in a deep voice: "Put it on the table, and I will drink it later."

The palace man looked puzzled: "But."

"Don't you listen to what the king said?" Chu Yuanqing shouted, "Get out!"

The palace man was taken aback, and ignored the court guard's repeated warnings, and hurriedly withdrew after pleading guilty.

As soon as the door of the side hall was closed, Lou Zhuang got up and picked up the medicine bowl: "Drink."

"I don't drink."

"No, you want to drink."

Chu Yuanqing: "."

Lou Zhuang approached with the medicine bowl, and slapped Chu Yuanqing on the back.

Chu Yuanqing choked unexpectedly, coughed uncontrollably, and Lou Zhuang covered her mouth after coughing twice.

"Drink the medicine and your body will be fine." Lou Zhuang said lightly, eyelashes drooping.

The sound of very light footsteps went away, and the two people in the hall looked at each other, Lou Zhuang took the medicine bowl and walked to the flowerpot, and poured most of the bowl of bitter medicine into it calmly.

Her voice was very soft: "If you don't drink, don't drink, no one is forcing you."

Who knows if there is anything dirty in it.

Chu Yuanqing said in his heart that you forced me to drink medicine last time, but the fingers on the abdomen couldn't help curling up.

Unfamiliar emotions filled his chest, making him a little at a loss, but he didn't want to look away from Lou Zhuang.

"Let Fu Yang deal with this potted flower later." Hearing Lou Zhuang's words, the man came back to his senses in a daze, and nodded in response, "Shall we go back?"

He lightly twitched his fingertips, his eyes were dark, as if a ray of light couldn't see through: "He has already spoken, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave the palace tonight."

Lou Zhuang snorted: "Then let's go back to where you used to live?"

Chu Yuanqing: "OK."

After leaving the side hall, he saw Fu Yang standing at the gate of Guanju Palace from a distance, Chu Yuanqing whispered a few words to him, and asked Fu Yang to push him to Chenyou Palace.

Lou Zhuang walked on his right side, as long as he tilted his head, he could see her delicate profile.

Chu Yuanqing felt relieved.

Pushing open the gate of Chenyou Palace, Chu Yuanqing looked at the familiar furnishings in the palace, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't been back for a long time.

The border guards defended against the enemy for nearly three years, and the Yuan Palace for one year.

four years.

Chenyou Palace has his fondest memory.

When he was a child, his mother would sit on the imperial concubine's couch and read poems to him, her voice was melodious, full of the tenderness of a loving mother.

(End of this chapter)