Daughter-in-law poison doctor: A sultry husband is as fierce as a tiger

Chapter 483 I am capricious?
Luo Yu just woke up, and Ye Tianming's slightly haggard and tired handsome face greeted her eyes, she frowned slightly, and said in a displeased tone, "You say I'm messing around all day, Isn't it just as capricious?"

Ye Tianming stared at Luo Yu indifferently, poked her eyebrows with her fingertips, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "I'm self-willed? I don't know who is doing nonsense over and over again and taking care of her every time." Not good for myself."

Luo Yu thought about it carefully, and found that it was really what Ye Tianming said, if not for him, she would have died on the street already.

Possessing her lips, Luo Yu sat up from the bed, suddenly holding Ye Tianming's handsome face with both hands, and under his surprised gaze, she kissed his smooth forehead.

Looking at Ye Tianming's pink ears, Luo Yu smiled, "Fortunately, we met again."

Ye Tianming's figure shook, and her blue eyes looked into Luo Ying's eyes with a hint of shock. Did she already know everything?
Just when Ye Tianming wanted to get to the bottom of it, Ling Yi knocked on the door, "My lord, there are changes in the palace."

"what's up?"

"The emperor... committed suicide by taking poison, and died suddenly in the palace."

The room fell into silence, Ye Tianming's face was as indifferent as ice, and his deep eyes were as unpredictable as a cold ancient pool, making it impossible for people to understand his thoughts at this time.

Ling Yi was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Master, do you want to enter the palace?"

"Yeah, I got it." Ye Tianming said lightly, then stopped making a sound.

"Yes, this subordinate is resigning." Ling Yi tactfully did not press the question any further. Such an answer from the master meant that he did not want to enter the palace.

Luo Yu raised her hand to smooth Ye Tianming's frowning brows, "Everything has to be settled, go and have a look, and then completely forget about that hatred."

Ye Tianming held Luo Yu's little hand tightly, "Are you with me?"

"it is good."

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On the way into the palace, Ye Tianming seldom spoke, the whole journey was as quiet as when he first met him.

His face was indifferent, without the slightest bit of pain, and the emotion in his eyes was calm. When he mentioned his father who had deeply hurt him, he was no longer full of hatred and sadness.

Luo Yu held Ye Tianming's hand back, and said softly, "No matter what, I will always be with you."

The carriage drove all the way into the palace, and the guards in the palace stood in two rows, holding weapons in their hands, with solemn expressions, and the dull bell rang through the sky and the earth, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

Luo Yu and Ye Tianming walked side by side, at this moment, no one dared to stop their footsteps.

After making a big fuss yesterday, Ye Zichen took the soldiers and horses and forcibly imprisoned the national teacher in the name of arresting the rebellious officials and thieves who bewitched the emperor's throne.

After one night, at noon today, the emperor committed suicide in his bedroom.

Now everyone knows that the prince who was once ashamed by them and shouting monsters is actually the Lord of the Blood Fiend Palace whom they fear in their hearts!

As soon as this news came out, who else would come to trouble Ye Tianming without understanding?

Walking on the avenue of the imperial palace, Luo Ying suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness and coldness. Outsiders all said that people in the royal family were born delicate and rich and rich.

But who knew that this imperial palace looked gorgeous, but it was actually darker than any other place in the world. People here were bound physically and mentally, which reminded her of a poem:

Ambergris, red gauze;
How many beautiful women's tears buried the deep palace wall.

The emperor is relieved, but what about the rest?
Standing outside the bedroom, Luo Yu listened to the tragic cries inside, a faint sarcasm rose in her heart, how many of these people were sincere?

　PS: These few verses are not original, they are first-hand poems that I remember deeply, but I forgot the source...

　　An honest kid like me, there aren't many hearts left... lol

　　
　
(End of this chapter)