Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 90
Lu Sheng looked at the two uncles and nephews who were silent now, and felt funny.

Sometimes, it is to see a person's patience. Only by being able to endure loneliness can he keep his youth.

In the end, Puyang Fenghua asked lazily: "Ayu and Concubine Yu are newly married, why do you have time to come to this temple to purify your desires?" He raised his eyes, the phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and there was a slight dissatisfaction in the eyes.Then Tongren broke away slightly, and the two peaks gathered together, "How did you get the injury on your face?"

She wrinkled her nose, and in an instant, that bar crawled over like an ugly centipede, and that handsome cheek lost its beauty.Pointing to the trace that seemed to have been treated: "Oh, I accidentally got hurt when I was fighting with Huang'er." He said it calmly, as if it was nothing.

The slightly frowned brows tightened even more. I don't know when, his expressionless face is no longer a kind of illusory, but has obvious emotions, "Hehe... It seems that Ayu really likes this concubine very much." .” Supporting the table, the distance between the two was only a finger away.

Looking up at his head, the man's breath rushed towards his face, Puyang Yuren leaned back uncomfortably, and lowered his head: "Of course I like it." He buried his head and continued to drink porridge pretending nothing happened.

After looking at the two of them again and again, Lu Sheng still chose to shut up, since the young man made such a decision, he has no right to say no.

Putting down the bowl, Puyang Fenghua entered the inner room, and said flatly: "Your Majesty, please go back, you have been out for so long, Concubine Yu must be in a hurry."

Staring at the man's bowl, there is still a lot of porridge left, wondering how much less it has been after drinking for so long.After drinking the porridge in his own bowl, Puyang Yuren took the brocade handkerchief handed over by the palace man, and wiped the remaining juice from the corner of his mouth.Looking at the back of the man behind the screen, Puyang Yuren habitually faced the man with a smile again, "The emperor pays attention to himself, I am waiting for the emperor's safe return in the imperial city." After finishing speaking, he never looked back , out of the room.

His gaze fell on the woman in the red dress under the snowy light, and she smiled until she passed by.

Holding the boy's extremely cold palm, he said: "Chenqie and the emperor will go down the mountain together." She looked at the man's face with almost pleading eyes.

Perhaps because of the lack of internal strength, Puyang Yuren's hand was held tightly by Yu Huang and couldn't break free, and it happened to fall into the eyes of Puyang Fenghua who was standing outside the window.The misty eyes glanced coldly at the scar on the young man's face, and said coldly: "Lu Sheng, what happened during the seven days I fell asleep? Also, what kind of poison is in me?" Hey... It seems that the emperor's uncle is not omnipotent, and he knows very little about the world's strange poisons.

"The five kings were transferred to Dali Temple in seven days. As for the poison of the master, it is just ordinary." Lu Sheng thought, and said the answer he had imagined in his mind.

Turning around with a smile, he said, "What's the matter, Lu Sheng has also learned to hide it?" The mist in his eyes dissipated, leaving behind a clear and sharp, "Everything I ask, this imperial doctor is evasive, even my most trusted Lu Sheng you That's the same. Is it true that I'm pampering you more and more?"

He folded his fists and knelt down: "This subordinate is terrified."

"What kind of poison is it?" Puyang Fenghua had already lost his patience, and his eyebrows were squinting arrogantly.

He has been by his side since the boy was ten years old. For more than ten years, although he can't fully understand the man's character, he can still know some of it. "Pip your lips." After speaking, he looked at the man.

"Why?" During his poisoning period, there was no difference except for the color of his lips.

"Thousands of years of blood are added to the blood of the closest relatives for the prescription of medicine." He secretly observed the change of the man's expression.

The blood of the dearest?Smiling mockingly, the answer that neither the mother nor they had had until their death, unexpectedly came to light because of that sword.

Walking out of the backyard quickly, the three thousand Imperial Forest Army stationed in the backyard have disappeared, presumably the ban has been lifted.The vertical and horizontal scar on the boy's face kept flashing in his mind.Why was he so confused for a moment that he really thought it was done by accident?How could it be done by accident?His eyes, which were always calm and breezy, suddenly surged with wind and clouds. When did he become so stingy?

"My lord, please stay!" Hui Yuan shouted, looking at the hurried man in red.

He stopped chasing, turned his head and saluted, "Master Huiyuan."

"My lord has just detoxified, where are we going?" Hui Yuan glanced at the man's arm, which pierced through the shoulder blades. It seems that this man's kung fu is quite good.

"Go down the mountain." Looking at the foot of the mountain, the smoke is lingering, like a fairyland on earth.

"My lord, I still say that the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, if you want to go against the sky, you will be punished by the gods." All Huiyuan can do is to mention this point.

Hearing the old monk's words, Puyang Fenghua smiled instead of anger: "If the sky wants to block it, this king will break it." Standing against the wind, his clothes were flying like a bloodthirsty demon.

"Amitabha! Good and good! Good and evil are just a thought, and I hope that the prince will think about the world at that time, and don't let the blood flow into rivers." Today I said too many secrets, "The emperor was seriously injured for stealing the thousand-year-old blood ginseng." Having said that, it depends on personal creation.With the scriptures in his mouth and the beads in his hands, the person has gone far away.

Looking at the point at the foot of the mountain, Puyang Fenghua walked resolutely on the way down the mountain.

He has never been a kind person, so how could he care about the common people in the world.

Walking on the stone steps step by step, imagining the scene of the young man coming back from a serious injury and stepping on the stone steps, he felt his heart tighten a little bit, making it difficult for him.Seven days?If he was a sound body, he might not recover his strength overnight, so this morning, the young man must have come pretending, but his tone was so bad.

Ayu...the most beautiful words in the world bloomed, brewed, and tactfully between the lips.

With the help of Yuhuang, Puyang Yuren boarded the Luanjia waiting at the foot of the mountain. Su Qingyi, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, looked at the hideous scar on the boy's overly fair cheek with distress and amazement. Could it be that he was taking care of a patient on the mountain? Can you still get scarred?
"Su Qingyi, how is the investigation going?" Puyang Yuren turned around and asked before getting into the car.

"Everything is ready, I only owe the east wind." Responding formulaically, "The emperor's face is...?" In the end, he couldn't remain indifferent to such a long scar.

(End of this chapter)