Concubine God

Chapter 83

When the master was in Murong Kingdom, he was always a little treasure that everyone held in the palm of his hand and took care of. But since he came to Shenglong and met this prince, there has never been a small trouble or a big disaster. Now, between the prince and the master The knot in her heart has not yet been untied, if the two meet again, who knows how the prince will hurt the master?

"Dai Qi, you're really dumb, who am I? I'm the little princess of Murong, how could I be hurt by someone casually? What's more, that person is my husband-in-law!" pretending to be relaxed and laughing Patting Murong Qi on the shoulder, Murong Zijing looked at the faces of the three who did not relax at all, did not say any more, held back her smile, and walked towards Zixuan Pavilion without looking back...

"Why did you come back so late, where have you been all day today?" As soon as she opened the bedroom door, Murong Zijing didn't respond when she heard Long Aoxuan's icy voice slap her head and face.

Uncomfortably tightening her eyebrows, Murong Zijing looked at the expressionless Long Aoxuan sadly.

"Apart from this sentence, you have nothing else to say, don't you have anything else to explain to me?" The previous things are still in her heart, but now, he doesn't even have a word of apology?
"I... have some things, you will understand in the future. In short, you'd better not worry so much about my affairs recently, and you don't want to run around outside all day, making me worry." Ao Lin said that she could tell Murong Zijing everything, but after careful consideration, Long Aoxuan still didn't want such an ugly political struggle to pollute her pure heart, and in the end, she could only choose to remain silent.

Looking at Murong Zijing's sad little face with complicated eyes, he hasn't looked at her properly for a few days, did she not eat obediently again, why is she so haggard?

Forcing himself to suppress the pain in his eyes, Long Aoxuan still looked at her coldly, and asked: "I asked you where you went today, why didn't you tell me?"

"I..." I originally planned to secretly put the letter in Long Aoxuan's study when he was away, but now he suddenly asked, he didn't want to tell him what happened today, but he didn't think about what to say, Murong Amethyst hesitated for a moment.

But who knew, Murong Zijing's hesitation was taken by Long Aoxuan as a guilty conscience, he instinctively thought that she had gone to look for Long Aoyun again, and now she was soaked in the vat of vinegar again, and she became very angry.

"Have you gone to look for Second Emperor Brother again? Didn't I tell you to stay away from him, why didn't you listen?"

"I... I'm going to find Brother Yun?" Murong Zijing sneered angrily. "Okay, even if I went to look for Brother Yun again, then you don't have to be so angry, I don't care about you taking Ji Wuchen to the Prime Minister's Mansion today!"

"How do you know?" Long Aoxuan's eyes were fixed, and he looked at Murong Zijing with a little more guard, didn't he, did someone say something to her?
"Everyone in Longlin City knows about this." The look in his eyes made her heart ache. In his eyes, is she also an object of suspicion?
"Baby, I..." Murong Zijing's sad eyes hurt his eyes, and Long Aoxuan finally realized that he had hurt her again without knowing it.

However, that was not his original intention. He only wanted to protect her under his wings, but why would she still be hurt?

"Forget it, you don't need to explain, and you can't explain anything." He shook his head with a wry smile, he really regarded himself as a three-year-old child, thinking that if he didn't tell her, she would know nothing and could feel at ease Waiting for him to come back in the palace every day, ignoring all the rumors outside?
Although he knew that most of the rumors were released by the prime minister, and some were released by Xuan and the others according to the plan, but did he know that rumors hurt people?
"Baby, don't be like this..." He stepped forward and hugged her into his arms with distress, Long Aoxuan wanted to dispel the uneasiness in his heart through the warmth of each other, whether it was hers or his.

"Hmm...Xuan, you hurt me..." Damn it, the wound opened...

The wound hurt by Long Aoxuan's action, Murong Zijing resisted the tearing pain, with a pale face, but she still pretended to be fine and complained softly.

Knowing that he still cares about her is enough.

Hastily relaxed his embrace, but felt that the body temperature of the little person in his embrace was rapidly losing, Long Aoxuan was startled, and immediately pushed her away, only to find her pale, bloodless face unexpectedly.

"Baby... what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? What's wrong? Tell me quickly!" In a panic, Long Aoxuan almost lost all reason and shook Murong Zijing's body which was already on the verge of falling.

"I..." Murong Zijing fainted before finishing her sentence.

"Baby!" Long Aoxuan was completely panicked, he never thought that in just a few days, the always healthy and lively baby turned into what he is now.

"Doctor! Call the doctor quickly! Come here!" Long Aoxuan hugged Murong Zijing's petite body and shouted in fear.

"My lord! You put the master on the bed first, Long Nian and Murong Qi have already gone to call the doctor, and the doctor will be back soon." Yushuang who rushed to hear the sound saw the current situation, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

The prince is now hugging his master tightly, pressing on her wound, if she is not allowed to lie flat, if this continues, the toxin may start to attack early!
Hearing Yushuang's words, Long Aoxuan gradually calmed down, quickly picked up Murong Zijing, and gently put it on the bed.

Looking at the person on the bed with a pale face and even a slight bruise, Long Aoxuan slammed his head against the bedpost in pain, not knowing if he wanted to punish himself, or to wake himself up again.

Slowly leaning down to hold Murong Zijing's cold little hands, Long Aoxuan put the pair of temperatureless catkins into his palms and rubbed them gently, drinking breath, trying to warm them up.

Even he himself didn't realize that the tears slowly dripping from the corners of his eyes had already wet the hands they held.

When did he stop laughing, his baby?When did he start to hug his baby, leaving only the weight like a feather?
(End of this chapter)