Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 908
Yun Zhuohua's consciousness slowed down for a moment, and he wanted to step back, and wanted to say some jokes to ease the embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, when she opened her mouth and made a "grunt", a wine hiccup came out.

The smell of wine spread over the face, Yun Zhuohua frowned unconsciously when he saw Ming Yuxi.

She quickly covered her mouth, blushing, and smiled awkwardly.

"You drank too much." Ming Yuxi said.

"No, I don't drink as much as you pour."

Yun Zhuohua smacked his lips, watched the wine soak into the soil, and shook his head regretfully.

"The wine you drink is incompatible with this medicine. It is not good for your health, and you may have future troubles."

Ming Yuxi told the truth, he was already thinking about tonight's medicine in his heart, and it seemed that he had to change the prescription temporarily.

"You haven't been drinking, and your body hasn't recovered yet."

Yun Zhuohua tilted his head, looking at the corner of Ming Yuxi Cangyu's lips.

In the battle that night, Ming Yuxi worked hard again, expending a lot of energy, and her lips were whiter than usual.

In the past, black hair and red lips could still be seen on this face, but now, there is no other color except white.

"Yuxi, you haven't taken care of your own body yet, but you're here to teach me again. I don't agree, unless you get well first!"

Yun Zhuohua shook his head, his eyes only stared at Ming Yuxi's thin lips, the more he looked, the more panicked he felt.

These days, she has been depressed.

After such a silence, those disturbing worldly things suddenly came up again.

Seeing Yun Zhuohua's dazed look, Ming Yuxi's heart softened, and he stopped being serious with her.

He stretched forward the empty wine jar in his hand, and brought it to Yun Zhuohua's hand.

"Here, take it if you want."

Yun Zhuohua looked at the empty wine jar angrily and amusedly, and sighed, "The wine is gone, what else can you do for me?"

"It still has a taste." Ming Yuxi raised the wine jar a little bit higher.

This wine has been sealed in the jar for a long time, although the wine is gone, the aroma of wine is still glowing in the jar.

"You are asking me to look at plum blossoms to quench my thirst, and to paint cakes to satisfy my hunger. Ming Yuxi, I don't have a friend like you!"

With a mournful face, Yun Zhuohua pointed at Ming Yuxi and spoke.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Yun Zhuohua's voice was already stuck in his throat, and he did not continue to speak.

Ming Yuxi's slightly cool palm fell on the top of Yun Zhuohua's head, and rubbed it gently.

He didn't look into Yun Zhuohua's eyes, but stood shoulder to shoulder with her, not looking at her expression.

"Zhuohua, compared to the people of the Su family, you have done your best."

"What they did is enough for you to use harsher punishments. You did this for the sake of the late emperor."

"Whether it is the benevolence of a woman or the heart of a snake, no matter what the world thinks of you, you have done nothing wrong."

"The road to the emperor is never smooth. It is full of thorns and traps."

"As long as you remember, the original intention of deciding to ascend to the throne of God is fine."

"Others are actually not important."

"Although you have lost a lot because of this, in the same way, what you lost, or in another way, comes back to you."

Ming Yuxi's voice was low and deep, and when she spoke, she seemed to be wearing a doting smile.

"Ming Yuxi..." Yun Zhuohua called out sullenly.

"Ok?"

"Sure enough, you are the Ming family who protected the country in Nanzhao. You really know a lot."

"Well, I won the prize."

"Now I completely understand why Ming Yuzheng became like this."

(End of this chapter)