Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 13 Slaves Can Relieve Your Headaches
Qu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and shook his head: "Report to the emperor, no."

The panic in her expression naturally couldn't be concealed from Yingchen, and his cold palm pinched her jaw: "You said no?"

But she looked as if they had seen her before, and he instinctively told him that they had seen her before, and she was very familiar.

"Naturally. Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, and your servant is a lowly slave, so how can you meet the Emperor?" Qu Changsheng was forced to raise his head and looked at him sincerely: "Does the Emperor not believe it? The servant has only entered the palace not long ago. And How can I see you?"

"..." Yingchen narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and just about to speak, a flash of pain suddenly flashed in her mind.

He suddenly let go of the hand holding Chang Sheng, and Chong Lin immediately moved Qu Chang Sheng aside: "Your Majesty, do you have a headache again? This slave will call the imperial physician here."

Qu Changsheng watched secretly, and saw that Yingchen's already pale face had turned gray. His health had been bad all along, and it was useless to nourish it with human blood. He said it was a natural cold body. It got worse and worse, and the hospital was helpless. Later, he told her quietly that if his body continued like this, he might die if he was only thirty.

But Yingchen didn't know it, and still corrected the memorials and dealt with state affairs every day, and then lay tired beside her, slept for an hour, and went to court again.

It has to be said that besides being a terrible tyrant, he is also a good emperor who is good for the people.

Just as Chong Lin ordered people to find the imperial physician, he heard someone behind him softly say:
"Slave, you know how to massage, which can relieve the emperor's headache."

Somewhat startled, he turned his head and saw Qu Changsheng standing behind him, with timid eyes, but he did not dodge.

Is she crazy?I just made the emperor angry and had a headache, now I want to massage again?No matter how attentive they are, they are not that attentive.

Ying Chen raised his eyes, his eyes were gloomy as if a rainstorm was coming, "Then you come up."

Chong Lin looked at his master in astonishment.

Chang Sheng swallowed nervously, first he supported his arm respectfully: "Please move the emperor to the bed."

Chong Lin felt that it was really unbelievable: "Your Majesty, this lowly slave—"

Yingchen looked at her quietly for a while, she was as white and tender as a little white rabbit.

He got off the ground, endured the severe pain in his head, lay down on the bed, raised his eyes to stare at her, rolled up his sleeves, there were streaks of welts on them, very glaring.

He subconsciously held her wrist, wanting to ask about her wound, but seeing this guy looking at him in shock, his heart softened inexplicably, and he let go of his hand again in a fog, staring straight at her. look at her.

Qu Changsheng tried his best to turn a blind eye to Ying Chen's gaze, he always liked to look at her, why did he repeat this problem without changing it?

The gentle hand was placed on his head, the strength was just right, it was much stronger than those of the Tai Hospital, but this kind of skill, has anyone else pressed it before?

The emperor's eyes dimmed, and he gradually closed his eyes, as if the fatigue on his body had been removed, making him feel dazed and having a dream.

It seemed that someone was lying in his arms, blood flowed from her mouth, and no matter how hard he wiped it, he couldn't wipe it clean.

She is so cruel, leaving him alone.

How should he live?
How would you live without her?
The pain in his heart was like being punched by Ji Ji, Ying Chen frowned and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of hostility.

"Your Majesty, you are awake."

Chong Lin leaned over and said respectfully, "Does your head still hurt?"

(End of this chapter)