Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 125 Promise You a World

Shangguan Liangyue hurriedly turned her head to look at Hongyu, and saw that she had fainted at some point, while Qiao Qing was holding her horizontally and walking towards the carriage not far away.

"She didn't see it."

Knowing that she was worried, Hua Qingli added.

Shangguan Liangyue turned her face away, frowned slightly and looked at Hua Qingli, not knowing what to say.

"I'm not unwilling, it's just that I don't know if it's my wish to be locked in the palace for the rest of my life."

Looking at the rain on the street through his side, there are no people coming and going on the cobblestone road. The rain dripping down the eaves like a curtain falls to the ground, converging into a river and nestling in the middle of the street.

Shangguan Liangyue's words reassured him somewhat.

Hua Qingli thought that Xue Qiyang's sudden appearance would shake her, but at this moment, it seems that this is not the case.

Maybe it's more confusion about the future.

Hua Qingli put away the black umbrella, stood beside her, watching the heavy rain with her.

He raised his head to look at the thick clouds, and the corners of his lips gradually raised: "I promise you a piece of the world, here, let you run wild,"

While speaking, he lowered his head, and his black hair hung down on his shoulders with his movements. The black hair that had not been tied up today seemed to Shangguan Liangyue to be lazy and a bit blurred.

He looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes and black eyes full of smiles, and asked, "How are you?"

Shangguan Liangyue raised her head, looked at his serious and expectant eyes with black eyes, and suddenly felt relieved.

The orange-red lips raised slightly, and he nodded.

Hua Qingli then sent the two masters and servants back to Shangguan Palace in a carriage.

Qiao Qing helped bring Hongyu back to the room.

Shangguan Liangyue stood inside the corner door, looking at the slightly opened curtain of the carriage not far away, her phoenix eyes flashed a smile when she saw her, and her face turned slightly red.

She turned around lightly, leaving Hua Qingli with a white back for a month, and entered the door.

At this time, the night rain had stopped, and the cold moonlight shone on the thin back, giving off a trace of the beauty of being independent from the world.

Hua Qingli lowered the curtain, closed her eyes, and slightly raised the corners of her lips.

However, just at the corner of the street near Shangguan Wangfu, a pair of eyes as bright as gemstones shone with scorching brilliance, taking a panoramic view of all this.

Hua Manlou clenched his fists tightly, and his brows were furrowed on his monstrous face.

"His Royal Highness, let's go back!"

A middle-aged man in a blue gown behind him looked at his furrowed eyebrows and advised him.

"Yafu! I can't go back yet."

Blue eyes stared at the moon-white cold figure inside the corner door, and said coldly.

"The Imperial Physician has sent news that His Majesty may not last long. If His Highness the Crown Prince is obsessed with it, the battle for the heir apparent will be inevitable!"

The middle-aged man in green shirt who he called Yafu said coldly.

"It has been three years since the Crown Prince came to the Kingdom of the Moon, but the hundred-year-old lotus seed has not yet entered the world. If His Royal Highness continues to look for it, I am afraid that we will miss a big deal!"

Hua Manlou knew how fierce the battle for the succession would be. He remembered that his father, Zhe Rongwu, almost died in the battle for the succession, and he was used as a sharp weapon to blackmail his father.

His uncle Zhe Qingwu held him hostage and forcibly poured poison on him. When the poison came out, he was rescued by Yafu and exchanged the blood of virgins with his. After seven days and seven nights, dozens of virgins died. , survived.

However, those eyes turned into a coquettish ice blue.

His father, Zherong Wu, won the throne in that battle, but his foundation was injured. The imperial doctor diagnosed and treated him, and he could not live for ten years.

Three years ago, Huamanlou got the news that last month there was a miracle doctor in the country who could raise the bones of the dead, and there was also a hundred-year-old lotus seed that prolongs life.

So, under disguise, he entered the largest small house in Shangyue Kingdom to inquire about news.

However, three years have passed, and nothing has been learned, but the news of Zhe Rongwu's critical illness came.

(End of this chapter)