Chapter 17 She Can't Die
"I didn't see anything, I just thought of something and came up with a god."

Murong Fengyuan opened his mouth lightly. He felt a little cold while holding Yun Yueying's hand, so he said: "It's been a while since I left today, I'll let Cheng Feng take you back first."

Yun Yueying was taken aback, feeling a little unbelievable: "Aren't you going back with me?"

Ever since she was poisoned that time, Murong Fengyuan has been by her side almost every step of the way. Why did he ask Cheng Feng to send her back this time?

Could it be for Jun Chuyue?

Hateful, that woman!
"I still have business to do later, I'll go back when it's over, I'm relieved that Cheng Feng will see you off." Murong Fengyuan rubbed her hair, his voice was gentle but he could not refuse.

"Okay...Yuan, come back early, I'll be waiting for you." Although Yun Yueying had doubts in her heart, she knew that once Murong Fengyuan made a decision, she would not change it no matter what, so she hesitated Still nodded obediently.

Murong Fengyuan sat in the boat for a whole day.

In addition to providing tea, there are also wines for sale in the painting boat.He ordered a jug of wine, and drank it by himself, his eyes following the girl laughing and chatting with others in the sea of ​​peach trees and flowers. As more and more empty wine jugs piled up on the table, the air pressure around him also increased Low and chilly.

The sky gradually darkened.

Murong Fengyuan picked up the jug and poured it into the glass again, but not a drop of wine flowed out for a long time. He frowned, seeing that the inside was empty, cursed softly, threw the jug away with his hands, stood up and staggered. go out.

As he was walking, he raised his head unknowingly, and found that he had unexpectedly detoured to the residence he had arranged for Jun Chuyue.

Ah.

Murong Fengyuan hiccupped, with a sneer on his face.

that woman.

that……

At this moment, a slender figure caught his eyes by coincidence.

Jun Chuyue!
An unknown fire erupted, Murong Fengyuan didn't even know what he was doing, he had already walked towards her first.

Jun Chuyue was also stunned. She and Han Le had been walking for nearly a day, and she was exhausted. She thought she could finally come back to rest, but she unexpectedly saw Murong Fengyuan at this time.

and……

It smells so heavy!
How did he drink so much wine!

Before she could figure it out, Murong Fengyuan had already stood in front of her, and the coldness exuding made her shiver unconsciously. The next second, the man's voice sounded——

"You had a great time, isn't that man very nice?"

Jun Chuyue frowned, and took a step back calmly: "General, you are drunk."

Murong Fengyuan noticed the subtle move, his eyes sank, and his big hand grabbed her chin like lightning: "What are you retreating? Don't forget, you have tried everything possible to marry into the general's mansion and become my wife, Murong Fengyuan. Why, now that the goal is achieved, you start thinking about seducing other men?"

This is simply a crime of wanting to add.

Enduring the pain from her chin, Jun Chuyue said in a trembling voice: "General, this is a business, I just tricked him into showing his feet, besides..." She closed her eyes, opened them again after a while, and rubbed the sound into her voice. Some coolness: "It's good for the general to have Ms. Yueying, so why should you care about me?"

Murong Fengyuan said angrily: "Ying Er is Ying Er, what qualifications do you have to be compared with her!!"

He stared at the girl's face in front of him, his eyes were red and cloudy.

Yes, the person he loves is Yinger.

Only Ying Er.

But if this is the case, why does he know that she is on a mission, but when he sees her and Han Le walking together so affectionately, why does he still feel so angry that he wants to kill someone?
Jun Chuyue didn't know what he was thinking, she only felt that the force on her chin tended to increase.

Although she was very afraid that the drunk Murong Fengyuan would lose control and take her life with heavy hands, but the pain, exhaustion, and panic kept washing her spirit, she still couldn't help struggling.

The movement recalled Murong Fengyuan's thoughts.

Only then did he notice that the girl's face had turned extremely pale, and her expression was filled with pain, so he couldn't help being startled, and hastily let go of her hand.

Jun Chuyue, who was freed, immediately squatted down and coughed desperately.

With the sound of her coughing, drops of blood gushed out of her mouth and fell on the ground, like red poppies blooming.

Murong Fengyuan was stunned.

The painful and severe cough, and the glaring blood on the ground fell into his ears and eyes, and most of the wine woke up in an instant.

How could this be?
"you--"

With the word "you" out of his mouth, he suddenly remembered what Cheng Feng reported yesterday and saw her enter the imperial hospital.

Is it because of this?

Could it be that she went out early and returned to the imperial hospital every day, not just to learn art from a teacher?
Jun Chuyue coughed for a long time, and finally calmed down a bit. She hugged her knees tightly, and said in an inaudible voice: "General, please come back... I will solve this matter as soon as possible, and I will not show my face again. Let the general The government is ashamed..."

She also didn't understand why Murong Fengyuan cared so much about her being with Han Le.

Jealous?

Oh, she is not a fool, how is this possible.

Then it can only be understood that he is so angry because of the face of the general's mansion. After all, she is still his wife in front of the world...

"General, please go back." She summoned up all her strength and said again, "General, if someone finds out what to do if someone finds out, will the general hope that the emperor's confession will come to naught at this time?"

so tired.

I really want to take a break.

But why didn't Murong Fengyuan leave?

She can no longer bear a little blow...

Jun Chuyue's eyes were a little distracted. The short sentence just now seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Unknowingly, there was a faint sadness in her heart, and her eyes felt more and more heavy...

Murong Fengyuan subconsciously reached out to catch her.

The girl was as angry as a gossamer, her eyes closed tightly.The body is as light as a feather, almost weightless.

He couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

No.

She can't die!

Yes, this task, as long as he completes the task sent by the emperor, his Yinger will be able to marry him in a legitimate way, so Jun Chuyue can't die for the time being, she is the key to completing this task!
Murong Fengyuan hastily found a reason for his behavior, urged by his inner strength, and rushed towards the Imperial Hospital with Jun Chuyue in his arms...

General's House.

Ye'er trotted into Yunge in a hurry: "Miss, miss—"

"What's the matter?" Yun Yueying was pruning flower branches, and she frowned slightly when she heard this: "What are you doing yelling so late, don't disturb others to rest."

"Miss, you are still so leisurely. I have heard about it. Just now, someone saw the general rushing into the imperial hospital with that bitch surnamed Jun in his arms!"

Murong Fengyuan, hugging Jun Chuyue?
(End of this chapter)

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