Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 72 The Short-lived Person
Seeing the turmoil in front of him, Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes flashed a coolness, but it didn't take long before it was swallowed by those cloudy eyes again.

"Is the little emperor impatient?"

Jin Xuanjing looked at Mr. Fu Sheng in front of him, frowning quietly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more profound.

"Uncle Huang, I can help you with this favor."

After that, Jin Xuanjing leaned close to Mr. Fu Sheng's ear, and raised her thin crimson lips evilly, and her handsome face appeared even more seductive.

"What conditions?"

"Today, little emperor uncle will accompany me."

"it is good."

A deep meaning flashed across Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes, and a cold voice sounded for a while.

After all, Mr. Fu Sheng knew that the selection test this time would indeed be more difficult than usual.

These ministers, I am afraid that they have broken their hearts because of this selection test.

Afterwards, Mr. Fu Sheng came back to his senses and saw that the scene was still stalemate, but he didn't expect that after a while, Jin Xuanjing suddenly coughed heavily again and again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

It didn't take long to see Jin Xuanjing's handsome face turn pale, which made people feel distressed, and Li Sheng quickly took a silk handkerchief and handed it to Jin Xuanjing.

Jin Xuanjing covered her mouth, and not long after coughing, she saw that the snow-white silk handkerchief turned red, and the bright red blood spread out.

"It's not good, the emperor is coughing up blood."

Li Sheng then raised his voice and shouted.

How could the daughters of these ministers have expected that such a thing would happen today, and the surroundings immediately fell into chaos.

Seeing this, Mr. Fu Sheng immediately sent Jin Xuanjing to the bedroom. Today's selection banquet had to be canceled because of this accident.

"Your Highness, this old slave is going to the Imperial Hospital, and I hope His Highness will take good care of the Emperor."

"Ah."

Mr. Fu Sheng agreed, but when Li Sheng left, Jin Xuanjing's tightly closed eyes on the dragon bed slowly opened.

"Little Huangshu, what I promised you, can you be regarded as fulfilling it?"

Jin Xuanjing's deep voice sounded slowly, her ink-like black hair was draped over the dragon couch, her handsome face was still a little pale, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"The emperor's illness came as soon as he said it, and I can't help but doubt whether the emperor's body is healthy."

At this time, Mr. Fu Sheng still looked coldly, looking at Jin Xuanjing in front of him calmly.

"I've always had a bad cough, so I don't think it's strange to vomit some blood."

Jin Xuanjing didn't care about it, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "How about, little emperor uncle take my pulse again?"

Mr. Fu Sheng couldn't help having doubts in his heart, and stretched out his hand to feel Jin Xuanjing's pulse.

If it is true what Jin Xuanjing said, then wouldn't it be impossible to live for four years with this disease.

Not long after, the deep meaning in Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes darkened even more, and he slowly withdrew his hand.

Compared with the first time, this pulse is even more chaotic.

I'm afraid it's only a year at most.

"What's wrong with little Huangshu? Seeing that I'm a short-lived person, that's why you started to feel pity for me?"

Jin Xuanjing then raised the corners of his lips, looked at Mr. Fu Sheng with a half-smile and asked teasingly.

"If the emperor wants Feng Ye not to change the dynasty, he has to work hard to live longer. Only in this way can he have the ability to confront this king."

Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Jin Xuanjing coldly, without any concealment in his words.

She was bound to win this throne.

It's just that she wants to see if the emperor, who can only live for a year at most, can compete with her.

In this way, it is also good to meet your opponent.

(End of this chapter)