After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 207 Su Jiu'er is banned

Yan Yunxiao was silent when he heard the words, his slender eyelashes fluttered up and down, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he spoke slowly.

"She won't."

She will not use herself in this regard to do some bad things.

With absolute trust and determination, these three words directly negated Song Xingshi's doubts.

Because if she did, she'd had one too many chances.

Not only did she not do this, but she hid it for him everywhere.

Song Xingshi was blocked by his three words, and he didn't know what to say. He has always been cautious, and he has to think about it in this regard, and leave a way out.

"You, just think clearly."

After struggling under the empress dowager for many years, and finally waiting for the time to stand up, Yan Yunxiao himself should know the seriousness of the matter, and presumably he would not mess around.

Having been with Yan Yunxiao for many years, let's just trust him this time.

Yan Yunxiao's appetite was mediocre, so he stopped eating when he was [-]% full. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at Su Jiu'er who was lying on the couch.

"How soon will she wake up?"

Song Xingshi said, "It's still early, the needle will be taken in a quarter of an hour, and she will fall asleep all night."

But there will be a little side effect, that is, the acupuncture point will feel sore and numb the next morning, but it is not very serious, so he did not tell Yan Yunxiao.

After all, with the worry and guilt on his face now, Song Xingshi didn't want to aggravate his emotions.

Yan Yunxiao said, "Understood, help me prepare a car, and I'll go back tonight."

As he spoke, he took a small bowl of fresh soup on the table and fed it to Su Jiuer.

Song Xingshi didn't know what he was thinking, but he refused to say, which meant that it had nothing to do with him.

He could vaguely feel that the emotional entanglement between Yan Yunxiao and Su Jiu'er was a bit deep.

After nightfall, a low-key carriage was driving on the street, and stopped at the gate of the palace not long after.

Yan Yunxiao hugged Su Jiu'er and got off the carriage. Immediately, eunuchs went in to report. The news of the successful recruitment rushed to greet him, followed by a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

Zhao Shun followed behind and said, "It's considered back. Your Majesty won't let the servant follow, and the servant is really worried."

The night was dark and the lights were dim. Yan Yunxiao was holding Su Jiu'er in his arms, and was wearing a black cloak. He walked quickly, and no one noticed the bandage in his hand.

No one dared to look up at Long Yan, so they never noticed the gauze on his forehead.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Shun saw it from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help being shocked, but seeing that Yan Yunxiao was silent, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Could it be that these two masters quarreled again in the palace?Even start your hands?
But looking at the way His Majesty is holding Concubine Su in his arms, it doesn't look like a quarrel, does it?

Thinking, this end has already stepped into Yinhua Hall.

Yan Yunxiao went straight to the dormitory, and placed Su Jiuer on the couch, Qing Zhi wanted to follow in afterward, but was dragged away by Zhao Shun.

"Eh."

He winked, said nothing, but seemed to have said everything.

Let these two masters stay together for a while.

Except for Concubine Su, Zhao Shun had never seen any palace where His Majesty went to sleep, nor had he summoned any other concubine.But since the two had a quarrel last time, these two have never slept together again!

Maybe they reconciled tonight?
Qingzhi stopped, looked at the dormitory, then Zhaoshun, and finally waited obediently outside with him.

The medicine on Su Jiuer's body has already been changed by Song Xingshi, so there is no need to clean it up now. Yan Yunxiao hugged him, and the whole nostrils were filled with a slightly astringent medicine smell, and there was a trace of her daughter's own medicine. Body scent.

The room was extraordinarily quiet, only two candles were lit in the corner, and the candlelight danced, stretching Yan Yunxiao's figure to a long length, casting a phantom on the wall.

He brushed away the broken hair from Su Jiu'er's temples, stared at her face for a long time, and suddenly murmured hoarsely.

"Su Jiuer, if you wanted to leave, where would you go?"

Maybe, no matter where you go, it's better than staying by his side.

It seems that only by letting go of Su Jiu'er can he get some relief from his guilty heart.

In the silent room, another heavy sigh was heard.

Yan Yunxiao was in high spirits, and didn't have any desire to sleep. He just lay flat beside Su Jiuer, holding Su Jiuer's little hand under the quilt, and his deep eyes fell on the curtain above his head.

Only when Su Jiu'er fell asleep, Yan Yunxiao dared to have such an intimate distance with her without knowing it.

If Su Jiu'er really left, would he forget him?
He thought silently, and seemed to have concluded that Su Jiu'er would definitely leave. Maybe she would hesitate a little bit, but the ending would definitely not change.

Just thinking about it, there is a huge sense of emptiness surrounding him.

So he carefully raised Su Jiu'er's hand, and pressed a kiss under the corner of his lips.

This is his last request from Su Jiu'er.

Zheng Yin was very ten, and Yan Yunxiao walked out of the bedroom of Yinhua Hall with a low and haggard face.

Zhao Shun stayed in the outside room very late, happy for the two of them in his heart, when he saw his Majesty in such a state, his complexion pale, he couldn't help being startled.

He hurried forward to help, and called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty?"

Yan Yunxiao said softly to Qingzhi, "I'm serving you, don't wake her up."

Qingzhi bowed his head respectfully and saluted, "Yes, this servant knows."

This time he leaned against Zhaoshun's small body for a rare time, and walked out of the Yinhua Hall with a slightly sloppy step.

It was still dark outside, and the sky was pitch black when he looked up. The cold north wind blowing on his face made Yan Yunxiao's deep and chaotic thoughts clear for a moment.

By the way, Zhao helped him to walk, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? If you're not feeling well, this slave will go and get you a doctor!"

Yan Yunxiao remained silent with a sullen face, and walked all the way to Fuyang Palace relying on his support.

When he stepped into Fuyang Palace, he took a heavy breath, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, Zhao Shun moved his head closer so as not to hear clearly.

Just listen to his deep voice, like ordering, like whispering.

"Confine Su Jiu'er to the Yinhua Hall, without the widow's will, you are not allowed to take a single step."

After hearing this, Zhao Shun frowned subconsciously, a little confused, but saw Yan Yunxiao suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood with a painful expression, splashing on the entrance of the main hall of Fuyang Palace.

He exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

And Yan Yunxiao thought, ground Su Jiuer, and when the enthronement ceremony is over and the Northern Xinjiang soldiers leave for the imperial capital, he will
Let her out of the palace.

At that time, King Qi's party will definitely be defeated, and Su Jiu'er will be considered safe when there is no chance of a comeback.

He didn't sleep all night, so he came up with such a way to ground his feet.

Because he really didn't dare to face it, Su Jiu'er looked into her own eyes.

Regardless of whether Su Jiu'er would remember the harm he did to her this time, in short, he himself couldn't let it go.

(End of this chapter)