The emperor wants to flip my brand every day

Chapter 449 Is This A Small Injury?

Shangguan Yuanyuan's legs went limp, and she sat back weakly, muttering to herself, "How did this happen? He, didn't he get caught in the mist? Where did he get the strength to kick people? How could it be like this?"

Shangguan Yuanyuan and Deshun's well-planned bed-sitting, unexpectedly fell apart like this?
Caiwei hurried in from outside the door, "My lord, my lord is not well. The little eunuch under Eunuch Deshun has sent a message to you to save Eunuch Deshun's life. The emperor wants to kill him..."

Hearing Caiwei's words, Shangguan Yuanyuan remembered that Li Zheng probably already knew about Deshun and his plan.

Got it!

She didn't care about combing her hair before rushing towards Tianmu Palace.

When I arrived at the gate of Tianmu Hall, I saw the maids and eunuchs kneeling outside the gate trembling.

Shangguan Yuanyuan hurriedly opened the door and entered. Deshun was lying on the ground covered in blood, dying.

And the emperor held a whip in his hand, and blood was still dripping from the whip.

"Stop hitting! It's not about Deshun's father-in-law, it's my idea!" She rushed to block Deshun's front.

Li Zheng gave her a cold look, ignored her, and just threw the whip in his hand.

Shangguan Yuanyuan felt relieved, she just came in and saw Li Zheng's bloodthirsty appearance, she thought he was going to beat herself too.

He also thought that when he ran out of the imperial study yesterday, he let go of his cruel words, regardless of his life or death.

At this time, it's really embarrassing for me to do this.

But Li Zheng wanted to beat Deshun to death, how could she ignore it?
Deshun also listened to his arrangement in order to help him detoxify.

It's just who knew that Li Zheng could kick Situ Meng off the dragon couch under so much smoke.

Broke two ribs...

Shangguan Yuanyuan panicked because of Situ Meng's pain.

I'm afraid that I will be kicked by Li Zheng. I managed to convince Situ Meng to trust me once, and I will go back to before liberation.

But the most important thing now is that Situ Meng is the official supporting heroine. If she doesn't detoxify Li Zheng, who else can do it?

Li Zheng kicked his official partner away, how to solve his poison?
It's really a big head.

Li Zheng still ignored her and didn't even look at her.

Even with her back turned to her, she could clearly feel that Li Zheng was dissatisfied with her.

Is he still dissatisfied?

Isn't she doing all this for him?
If he settles things with Situ Meng peacefully, the poison will be cured properly.

Isn't it good for everyone?
But there is still a moth.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, Shangguan Yuanyuan frowned, "Come here, take Mr. Deshun down and let the imperial physician take a good look at him."

Soon someone came to carry Deshun down.

Shangguan Yuanyuan could still smell the pungent smell of blood, which came from...

She sniffed her nose.

"Are you hurt?" She stepped forward, but before she got close, Li Zheng avoided her touch.

Shangguan Yuanyuan looked down at the place where Li Zhengfang was standing, and there was indeed a puddle of blood on the ground.

"Come on, please doctor!" She shouted loudly.

Because Li Zhenglong was ill, the imperial physician had been on duty outside the hall in shifts.

As soon as she shouted, the imperial doctor was in place.

"Where is the injury?" She frowned and asked.

Li Zheng didn't say a word, with resistance written all over his face, he didn't want to say anything, and didn't want her to control him.

"You are still alive, you are still my man, who said that I can control him?"

Shangguan Yuanyuan yelled angrily, Li Zheng was finally not so resistant, but he was still very arrogant, and his tone was casual, "Small injury."

"You said a small injury is a small injury?" Shangguan Yuanyuan was furious at Li Zheng: "If you keep hiding from me, you will succeed! I will leave now, and I will never appear in front of you again!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Zheng grabbed his wrist.

His voice was finally not so cold and hard, "It's really a small injury."

He obediently rolled up his sleeves, revealing an opening, half of which was scabbed, and half of it was still bleeding.

Shangguan Yuanyuan saw the three-inch-long hole, and cursed: "What's wrong with you? Do you call such a long hole a small injury?"

(End of this chapter)