Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 477
Then, Qu Changsheng saw Ying Chen taking a bowl of soup and medicine by the bedside through the dark silhouette.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine came over, and the medicine was already cold.

"What do you want to do?" She looked at him in shock.

"You drink the poison, and I will drink it with you." There was a trace of paranoia in the emperor's tone, he threw his head up, threw the bowl on the ground, picked her up and hugged her in his arms, hugging her tightly. :

"Don't think about leaving me and leaving."

His hand brushed her cheek slowly, and his cold lips brushed hers, with a strong taste of traditional Chinese medicine, extremely bitter:

"Don't even think about it."

In that tone, there was a faint unrepressible morbid emotion, and then got out of bed, took the medicine pot and poured medicine for himself.

What is he doing?
Qu Changsheng keenly felt that something was wrong.

Like a madman, Yingchen drank from a new bowl with his head raised.

Knowing it's poison and still drinking like this?
"Your Majesty, you are drunk." Qu Changsheng grabbed his arm.

"I'm sober."

"It doesn't matter if you drink a bowl of poison, do you want to die?!" She raised her voice,

"Then die together." He actually wanted to continue drinking.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked over the medicine bowl in his hand: "Yingchen!"

There was a "pop", crisp and loud.

But he didn't know whether it was her calling or the shattering of the medicine bowl, Ying Chen's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he looked at her.

He gradually realized that he lost his composure in front of her again.

"Shenger,"

Qu Changsheng stepped forward in confusion, "What do you want to do?"

But Yingchen saw the broken porcelain flowers all over the ground under the faint moonlight, and hugged her nervously: "Don't move, you will get hurt."

"..." Qu Changsheng pushed him away.

Ying Chen pinched his robe at a loss, like a child who has done something wrong: "I'm sorry, Sheng'er, I just..."

Just too scared to lose you.

He is the emperor, and he can't show his faux pas in front of others.

He endured until now, but couldn't bear it anymore.

He was so afraid of her death.

He was afraid that she would die before him again, making his life worse than death.

Qu Changsheng couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't notice how panic-stricken the former high-ranking emperor was at this moment.

"Just what?"

She only felt horrified, and was very disgusted with his series of actions.

She hated herself again.

Yingchen's breathing was a little short, and he lowered his head, with an expression of doing something wrong.

Qu Changsheng took a step forward, trying to see him clearly.

"Just what?" she asked again and again.

Yingchen's tone was a little embarrassed, and he tried to sort out his thoughts a little bit: "It's just that I think you can't be so irresponsible to yourself."

"Then you are responsible for yourself? How many bowls did you drink?" Qu Changsheng raised his voice: "You said I wish I could die, what about you?"

I just don't want to be left behind by you.

The voice in his head almost broke his remaining rationality, and his slender hands slowly caressed the corner of Qu Changsheng's clothes:

"Don't be upset."

There is a soft pleading in this voice, which is different from the weak tone of the Ninth Five-Year Lord:
"Don't be mad at me, okay?"

This is Ying Chen, a man who is so paranoid that he is different from ordinary people, as if she has cast some spell on him.

Happy because of her.

Sad because of her.

Anger because of her.

Qu Changsheng didn't feel well in his heart, he was angry and hated: "You are a lunatic!"

When Ying Chen heard this, pain suddenly flashed in his heart, and he didn't know how to answer.

Qu Changsheng took out two pills from his sleeve and handed them to his mouth: "Open your mouth."

(End of this chapter)