Empress marry

Chapter 876 I'm in pain, don't touch me

When Lu Qingqing saw that it was Shangguan Jinglan and not the "principal" who came, she finally let go of her suspenseful heart, but her blank face could no longer show any expression after being frightened.

She looked at him expressionlessly, let alone angry, even the simplest movement seemed extremely difficult.

The man knelt down slowly in front of her, his voice tense, "Qingqing."

There were still wet tears on her face, her whole body was wet because she had just been soaked in water, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were messed up, and her empty eyes made his heart twitch violently. .

The dark and deep eyes seemed to be unblinking, and the very beautiful big palms with well-defined bones stretched towards her face.

Lu Qingqing grabbed him suddenly, her eyes widened slightly, "I'm in pain, don't touch me."

The man's palm froze severely.

She said it hurts.

So from just now, he lied to himself that she accidentally got it when she killed someone, and now this conclusion is no longer true—in other words, her face was ruined.

This cognition spread in his mind at a slow, almost absurd speed, as if he couldn't react for a long time, but his body subconsciously picked her up from the ground, and went down the mountain to find the doctor at the fastest speed.

She didn't say a word to him during the whole process, and Shangguan Jinglan didn't dare to force her to speak.

It's just that from time to time, he would look down at her, and then his eyes would be stabbed by the glaring blood on her face, and he would look back in embarrassment.

He didn't even dare to ask her to forgive, he just hoped that she would stop crying.

After repeating this non-stop, after many repetitions, I finally arrived at the medical center.

The doctor said that the poison in her was very strange, and she was frightened to the cold, and her health was not good, so the child might not be able to keep.

As for the wound on her face, it is also said that it is impossible to heal. The scratch is too deep and has penetrated into the bone. If it is deeper, it may be difficult to make any expression in the future. Now it is a blessing in misfortune.

To sum it up, it is basically that the poison cannot be cured, the face cannot be cured, and the child cannot be kept.

Each of the three conclusions seemed to hit his heart with a heavy hammer.

Shangguan Jinglan's expression was numb and stiff, he glanced at her, but saw that there was no slight change on her face.

She had long known of the existence of this child.

No wonder, these days, she has never been willing to let the imperial physician give her a diagnosis and treatment, every time it is Feng Quan.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, a kind of astringency spreading from the bottom of his heart to his throat filled his nerves, and he couldn't say a word.

He didn't even dare to ask her why she didn't speak.

If she doesn't say it, there is always a reason for her not to say it, for example, she has no nostalgia for him.

He wiped her hair and the water on her face with the towel from the doctor's place—it was not known whether it was water or tears, and then asked the doctor to treat her wound and bandage it up briefly, and then carried her back to the palace.

On the way, I finally couldn't help but speak.

"Qingqing."

The man looked into her eyes, forcing her to look at him in a half-pleading and half-forced way, and said seriously word by word: "Your master is still in the palace, whether it's your face or the poison on your body, It's going to be all right, huh?"

She looked blankly and stared at him blankly.

No joy, no sorrow.

After a long time, he said calmly and slowly: "This kind of words can be used to deceive little girls. It will not comfort me."

(End of this chapter)