The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 444 Unable to let go of hatred
"Reporting to the Emperor," Imperial Physician Liu wiped his sweat tremblingly, "I have been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never had a misdiagnosis! Even if I have the courage, I will definitely not dare to play tricks on the king!"

Hearing this, the man's majestic eyes tightened.

Without saying a word, he walked to the soft edge and sat down, his fingertips lightly resting on Su Xi's fair wrist.

The half-closed eyelids were covered with emotions that ordinary people could not fathom.

After pondering for a while, he ordered Imperial Physician Liu to prescribe a prescription for sobering up from alcohol, and then sent him back.

Mai Sui takes the prescription and sends Imperial Physician Liu away.

In Nuo Da's bedroom, only Ling Juncheng and the sleeping Su Xi remained.

He has been sitting on her soft side, looking at her deeply with downcast eyes, and the doubt lingering between his brows can be seen at a glance.

Until Maisui brought in the boiled hangover soup, he fed her to drink it himself.

After staying for a short while, he strode away from the bedroom.

A light blue curtain covers the earth, and tonight seems to be more dreary than every other night in the past.

Bamboo Pavilion.

Concubine Wen wore three thousand black silk and a light yellow floor-length dress, sitting behind the guqin with her hands on her chest and her full body.

A purple sand pot was placed on the bamboo stove beside her, and the mist rising from the mouth of the pot lingered in mid-air, obliterating her incomparably proud face.

She stretched out her slender and slender fingers to caress the strings, and her downcast eyes were filled with boundless desolation.

"Bang!"

The two closed doors were kicked open, leaving the door frame and staggering.

A slender body appeared at the door, and even from a long distance, one could feel the coldness and danger on his body that could kill people directly.

The man looked straight at her with half-closed eyes, and clenched his fists hanging tightly in his cuffs.

"You are finally here." Concubine Wen didn't seem surprised by his appearance, she raised her eyes to look at him calmly, then lowered her eyes to touch the strings. "I thought the emperor would never set foot in this bamboo pavilion in his life."

He strode towards her, stopped about five steps away from her, and opened his thin lips coldly: "What did you say to her today?"

"The emperor loves her?" Concubine Wen raised her eyebrows casually, and said casually, "I didn't know that you, who are so cold-blooded and ruthless, would still fall in love with a woman."

Ling Juncheng clenched his fists tightly, his unsmiling coldness was daunting.

"Since you know that I care about her, you should know that you can't provoke her," every word and every word has a strong killing intent, "It's me that you hold grudges, and she doesn't know anything."

Concubine Wen suppressed the smile on her lips, and slowly got up.

"She doesn't know anything?" She squinted at Ling Juncheng with a serious expression: "That's why I want to tell her! If she still likes the emperor she likes after knowing that he is a hypocrite, it will prove that she is sincere to you .”

"A person who can ignore your past and like you as always is worthy of your liking, isn't it?"

After saying that, she slightly curled the corners of her lips, her eyes full of fearless provocation.

Ling Juncheng's eyebrows suddenly crossed.

"If you still can't let go of the hatred in your heart, then kill me!" He turned his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his open palm, "But don't hurt her."

When I said the last sentence, there was a lot of helplessness mixed in.

Some things can never be explained because no one will believe it.

Why not use the most direct method to solve the problem?

(End of this chapter)