Aijia Kefu: Your Majesty, please avoid

Chapter 42 Do you also feel pity and cherish jade?

The night wind blows, and the first quarter moon slowly falls from the willow branches, disappearing in the darkness.

The Yangju Palace finally became quiet.

On the exquisitely carved eight-pillar dragon bed, the man slowly got up, pulled over the crumpled brocade quilt in the corner, and wrapped the petite woman tightly.

"A Yuan." He leaned over and hugged her, calling softly.

Of course, he got no response.

The thick brocade was hugged in my arms, soft and comfortable.It's not like when holding her alone, a bone is so hard that it hurts your hand.

Lu Li frowned tightly.

He vaguely remembered that she was not so thin before.She has always been gluttonous, with a round face and two dimples when she smiles, she often looks silly.

Looking closely now, her face seems to be completely smaller than before, her chin has become pointed, and her fingers no longer have the soft touch before.

The dimples are actually deeper - it's a pity that she hasn't really smiled for a long time, such an intoxicating smile is actually rare.

Lu Li's finger lingered for a long time on the spot where the laughing hole was, before suddenly pressing down heavily.

There, the marks of redness and swelling are still clearly visible.

Su Qingyuan suffered from pain in her dream, her brows that were already tightly frowned twitched, and a low moan came out of her throat.

Lu Li got up and walked to the end of the bed, took the handkerchief, dipped some warm water on it, and wiped his little face carefully.

The little girl who was sleeping soundly was very well-behaved, but there was a wet mark at the corner of her eye, but she couldn't wipe it off no matter what.

The wet mark spread to the pillow, forming a circle of dark marks, expanding outward bit by bit.

Lu Li's heart suddenly became restless.

He stood up abruptly, and threw the handkerchief in his hand heavily into the basin, splashing a large splash of water.

"You cry in your dreams... what else do you do besides crying?" He pinched the sharp chin and asked viciously.

Of course, no one answered him.

In the end, he held back his anger, found ointment from the cabinet, and wiped it on his emaciated face.

After all, she is the queen mother in name, with a big slap on her face, it's really hard to see people——he said to himself in his heart.

The overly pale little face was covered with brown ointment, which looked a little funny.Lu Li involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, and slid his fingertips to the center of her brows, rubbing them gently.

It's not a good thing for a girl to frown.If there are wrinkles between the eyebrows, how can we stick flowers and tins in the future?

I don't know how long it took, but the candles by the bed have been burned out one after another.Lu Li helped Su Qingyuan tuck the quilt again, put down the tent and put on his clothes and walked out.

Outside the hall, the night guards huddled in the most inconspicuous corner, blending into the thick night.The tree shadows are uneven, swaying in the dim light.

Lu Li stood on the porch for a while, then a chuckle came from behind him: "It's not easy, the tent is warm in the spring night, and you are still willing to come out..."

Lu Li quickly turned around and grabbed the man's shoulder accurately: "I think you are tired of work!"

"Hey, you—" the man screamed.

Lu Li frowned, immediately covered the opponent's mouth with his hand, and dragged him into the side hall.

"Haha, Lu Li, you're actually afraid of waking her up... so you can also feel pity for women? I thought you could only destroy flowers with your hands!" The exaggerated smiling face under the candlelight is the one who ran away after a catastrophe. Duan Ran.

Lu Li looked at him coldly, his face as dark as the night sky outside: "Don't think that you are the orphan of General Cheqi, I won't kill you!"

(End of this chapter)