Wife Hua

Chapter 505 Regret
Ying Che held up the umbrella and wiped off the rainwater flowing down his face first. His hair hung down and his clothes were tightly fitted to his body, highlighting his elegant muscles.

He has never been a muscular young man, but his body lines are by no means thin. Instead, he has a smooth beauty, and his skin seems to be wrapped with extremely strong explosive power.

At this moment, he had a hint of wildness that he didn't have in the past.

Not only the Holy Maiden of Oara, but also the girls who asked for instructions from the eldest princess couldn't help being slightly startled when they looked at Ying Che, with a flash of admiration.

The princess's eyes flickered for a long time, thinking of the prince...she couldn't help but think to herself, she is still not as good as Ying Che.

A handsome young man always attracts attention, especially Yingche's identity, status, and talent. He was supposed to be the son-in-law of a noble daughter from a famous family, but no one of the noble daughters went forward except to appreciate the faint admiration .

Yingche belongs to Muhua!

They even supervise each other, and they are not allowed to come forward to chat with Ying Che, and they must not...make Mu Hua sad. As long as this golden boy and jade girl are together, they will also feel happy.

No one can destroy Mu Hua's happiness!
Therefore, the Central Plains girls can see through the thoughts of the Holy Maiden of Oara, and she will gradually find it very difficult to get close to Yingche.

"Uncle, put on the coir raincoat."

Ying Che sent the coir raincoat that Father Wuyong handed over to the emperor. The emperor was unmoved, and looked up at the gray rainy sky slightly. The rain fell on the emperor's eyelashes. The thick eyelashes seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the rain, drooping He lowered his head but the emperor stubbornly raised his head, trying to open his eyes wide.

"Excuse me for your disrespect."

Ying Che put the coir raincoat on the emperor, and the wet sleeves inevitably brushed the emperor's sickly pale face, and he heard a murmur: "Sanlang will stay by my side, won't he?"

"nature."

Ying Che put his hat on the emperor's head, took a step back, and held his umbrella and said, "I will not betray your Majesty, and live up to your majesty's teaching and upbringing."

"Are you mad at me?"

"...I dare not."

Ying Che was as calm as before, but he had less trust in the emperor and more awe in his eyes, "Your Majesty, please return to the palace quickly, your dragon body cannot bear the cold, and the empire still counts on your majesty."

The emperor raised his hand to hold Ying Che's arm, tightened his ten fingers, and said in a low voice: "I will never treat Mu Hua badly, never."

Even if she might not be her, he still appreciates Mu Hua.

"It doesn't matter." Ying Che raised her light lips, "It's enough for her to have a minister."

There is no need for the emperor to be particularly fond of him.

The emperor's body suddenly bent down, his face became paler, his chest hurt, and a large piece of his heart buried under his chest seemed to have been dug out, and the tearing pain came again, this time... If he lost it again, he might not be able to bear it. of.

"His Majesty."

Ying Che's body was faster than his consciousness, he supported the emperor who was about to fall into the rain, his cold eyes were slightly strange, before the emperor tried to widen his eyes, he changed his words: "Uncle."

After putting on the coir raincoat, the emperor was much stronger than Ying Che. Ying Che tried his best to hold the emperor, supporting the weight of the emperor's body, and walked step by step to the frame that had been prepared.

Every step he took would splash the rainwater on the ground, with a deep step and a shallow step as he walked forward with difficulty, he was completely exposed to the rain, and the umbrella he was holding just now fell on the place where the emperor had fallen down just now.

Hong Lian asked the eldest princess to stop Eunuch Wuyong and the guards who wanted to come forward to help, and she was not worried about the emperor's brother, but if Sanlang was not by his side, the emperor's brother would really faint.

Live it!

Who told the emperor to only look at the saintess of Wala.

What's so good about Luo Ertimi, a mother-in-law?
Not as beautiful as Huahua, not as good at learning as Huahua, and even shameless and ignorant of etiquette, such a girl is not worthy of a foothold in the Central Plains.

If it wasn't for the emperor's last warning, and Mr. Changqing whispering to the eldest princess not to touch the Holy Maiden of Wala before leaving, she would have sent someone to kill the Holy Maiden of Wala long ago!
Finally walking to the side of the carriage, Ying Che lifted the almost powerless emperor up, "Sanlang, go into the palace with me."

Ying Che looked at the extremely weak emperor who was paralyzed in the carriage, pursed his lips, supported the carriage with his arms, slipped in neatly, and then lowered the curtain, "Hurry back to the palace."

The eldest princess looked at the carriage that was gradually going away, and slightly raised the corners of her mouth, someone should pour a basin of cold water on the unclear emperor brother, Sanlang did a great job.

Even if Brother Huang really likes Fan Po, is it important for Fan Po alone, or for San Lang, her, and the close relatives like Brother Wei Wang?
What's more, the emperor's brother still bears the heavy responsibility of the empire and the livelihood of the people.

In the carriage, the emperor leaned lazily and awkwardly on the cushion. He had already taken off his coir raincoat. The emperor even took off his wet robe and covered himself with the robe prepared in the carriage, while Ying Che who was sitting beside him remained motionless. , Sit upright and let the rain drip down.

"Che'er, clean yourself up a bit, and be careful if you catch a cold when you get sick."

"The minister is fine."

"Where is it good? Your face is as white as a piece of paper, don't be shy."

The emperor threw away the other clean clothes and handkerchief, and said playfully, "I've seen you naked, why are you being shy with me?"

The veil was slapped on the face and fell on Yingche's knees, "At that time, I was still young and ignorant." His face was already a little flushed, "You promised not to mention it again."

"I'm not saying..."

The emperor was stuck for a moment, and glanced to the side, "Although you have inner strength to protect your body, don't take the rain too seriously, just wipe it off quickly, and change into clean clothes. The imperial examination will be in two days, you After so much planning and calculation, but you collapsed at the gate of the imperial examination because of the rain and fever, I will laugh at you for the rest of your life."

Ying Che let go of his hair and wiped it, and said: "I have my own discretion, you are overthinking."

The emperor sighed, and slowly closed his eyes, "I suddenly feel a little regretful."

Obviously this child is close to him, because he suddenly alienated Mu Hua, Ying Che also alienated him, regained his wariness and defense against him, maybe Sanlang never gave up his guard.

"Should I say that I taught you well?"

Ying Che paused as he took off his wet robe, as if he hadn't heard the emperor's words, he continued to unbutton his clothes, and the emperor continued: "At any time, the only person I can't hurt is you, Che'er, I hope you understand this and keep it firmly in your mind."

"Why?" Ying Che suddenly raised his bright eyes, and asked, "Can you tell me why you are so impressed by the Holy Maiden of Oara?"

"You don't need to know."

The emperor's hands hanging on his knees trembled slightly, and Ying Che's eyes dimmed a little without looking, "Uncle should know that I provoked the Holy Maiden of Oara."

"Ah."

"You have always told me that people can't calculate everything, there will always be accidents. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it."

Ying Che also closed his eyes, "You just regret it a little bit, and I really regret it."

(End of this chapter)