The man has sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, majestic and cold, and his tone of speaking is faint.

After burning in a daze all night, Xiao Yu's body was already very weak. When he met such a face, no matter how handsome he was, no one would be happy. As soon as he woke up and met his eyes, everything suddenly filled her mind...her aunt, Zhao Yu, Zhao Hong.

Xiaoyu lightly covers his eyelashes.

I felt my lips were a little dry, and I pursed my lips slightly, and didn't speak.

Xue Zhan is not a meticulous and considerate man, but he is very rough and he doesn't think about some details at all. At this moment, although he is tense, his eyes are observing her every move. No matter how subtle the movements are, he will take them into his eyes.

Seeing that she had just pursed her lips, she immediately ordered the palace maid to pour water.

Chunxiao stepped forward, holding the porcelain lotus leaf and tea cup to Xiaoyu's phoenix bed. However, it was lightly cut off by the emperor's generous big hands. The emperor was majestic, Chunxiao looked a little stunned, and soon calmed down, and stood beside him with his eyebrows down.

Xue Zhan held the teacup with one hand and picked up the delicate body of the girl in the brocade with the other hand, carefully putting the edge of the cup to her mouth.

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the tea on his lips. Although he was thirsty, he was not in a hurry to drink it. He raised his beautiful eyes lightly and looked at the emperor beside him. He looked at it for a moment and then lowered his head to drink water.

After drinking, Xue Zhan asked, "But you still want it?"

Xiao Yu shook his head.

Xue Zhan casually put the cup beside him. He wanted to put her back in the brocade quilt to rest, but the palace maid who was decocting the medicine came in, holding a bowl of hot soup on the tray. Xue Zhan looked at him and watched her take the soup.

He asked the palace maid to put the pills on his hand, picked up the white porcelain spoon and scooped it, put it in front of her, and said to her, "Drink the medicine first."

...How could he talk to her so calmly? Xiao Yu looked at him with a steady look. Yesterday, when she heard the news of Zhao Hong's death, she had no way to think quietly. Her mind was full of Zhao Hong's fat figure. After sleeping for a night, although she calmed down, she looked at his innocent face and her anger seemed to be aroused again.

Xue Zhan naturally noticed her eyes. He didn't like it. It was just that she had a bad body and needed to rest now, so he naturally wanted to give in to her. So he continued to lean towards her.

Xiao Yu frowned and turned his head. The soup in the spoon sprinkled out and fell on the quilt.

Xue Zhan held the spoon tightly and said sternly: "You care about Zhao Yu and his son so much! I am your husband and your relative!" He was still whispering warmly, and his voice suddenly became frighteningly loud. The palace maids in the bedroom all knelt down one after another.

If it were normal, Xiao Yu would definitely be afraid of him.

The rough man with a tiger back and bear waist stared at his eyes, his eyes were so angry that he was so angry that his eyebrows were as sharp as swords, as if he was about to eat people. Xiao Yu had no power to resist in front of him.

But now she was not afraid at all, and looked at him and said, "You promised me..." Her voice was a little hoarse.

Although he was not successful, Xue Zhan was still a little angry and said, "I was killed again and again, and almost died that day... If I let them go, how could they let me go? Every year, do you want to see me die?"

He did promise that she would not move Zhao Hong, but if Zhao Hong had a slight ill intention in the future, he would never show mercy.

Although Xiao Yu understood, he couldn't accept it psychologically and was just in a hurry to break free from his arms.

For Xue Zhan, let alone this sick Xiao Yu, even Xiao Yu, who is usually energetic, can lift her with one hand. If he wants to hold her tightly, she will not be able to break free. Xue Zhan hugged her tightly, and when she saw that she could not struggle, he raised his hand and beat him randomly on his chest.

He thought that little force would be lighter to tickle him.

In fact, she has always been very well-behaved and always cautious with him. No matter how rough he is, he can detect it. It is the first time that she vents her heart like now. She has been bound since she was a child and has put too much burden on her body... She was very angry, but now Xue Zhan suddenly stopped getting angry. She looked down at her thin body and wanted to protect her by her side.

He reached out and easily grabbed her slender wrist, looked at her little face that turned red due to violent venting, and said, "You kept hitting me, but I was not beaten to death by you, but you were exhausted by yourself. If you want to hit me, take care of yourself first. I have time to let you hit me."

Xiao Yu didn't want to hear what he said. His tone was light and he laughed and played, as if Zhao Hong and the others were just an ant in his eyes. He threw her aunt to Mount Li and attacked the young Zhao Hong... Her eyes were red and she glared at him: "You are a tyrant!"

Xue Zhan's eyes were slightly dark, and he lowered his head to face her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If I were a tyrant, you would be the wife of a tyrant..." After that, he let go of her hand and looked at her wrinkled bedclothes, how could she look like a dignified queen?

If there are two more snots under this little nose, it will be no different from a four or five-year-old child. Sure enough, no matter how calm he is, he will immediately reveal his true nature when he encounters something.

Very cute.

He said, "You'd better be more obedient, otherwise I'll show you the tyrant."

After all, I have been together for more than half a year. In Xiao Yu's heart, he always feels that the words he said about his cruelty were exaggerated. She has seen him busy in the ridges of the fields and sweating profusely. He even told his father that he would definitely be a good emperor. She doesn't believe that he can really do those cruel things, but he just told her...

Now, I don’t know whether it’s threatening her or scaring her.

Xiao Yu sat on the couch with his hair on his head, always feeling that she looked like this now, no different from a shrew who was trolling on the street. She has been paying attention to her demeanor since she was a child, and now she doesn't want to care at all. She sat, and he stood in front of her, his tall body blocked most of the sunlight shining through the inner fan.

Xiao Yu looked at him for a long time, but in the end, reason prevailed.

So he reached out to pick up the medicine bowl that was placed aside. It was still hot. Xiao Yu held the medicine bowl in both hands, raised his head and drank it all.

Seeing her drinking the medicine, Xue Zhan reached out to pick up the empty bowl from her hand, leaned over and kissed her in the face, and said, "I will come to see you later."

Then he turned around, looked at the nanny and maid on both sides, and said seriously: "Take good care of the queen."

After the emperor left, the maids of Fengzao Palace were still worried. Xiao Yu was resting on the couch, and Madam Yuan stepped forward to cover her with a brocade quilt. Looking at her face, she said with distress: "My lady, don't be sad anymore. The imperial doctor said, you need to rest."

Xiao Yu reached out and grabbed Madam Yuan's hand and asked softly: "What's going on Prince An's Mansion now?"

I knew she was thinking about Prince An's Mansion. Madam Yuan said slowly: "Don't worry, with Madam Jiang here, she will handle the affairs of Prince An's death. Empress, no one can be resurrected. Please feel sorry for me, don't..." After a pause, he looked at Xiao Yu's eyebrows carefully, and continued, "Don't annoy the emperor."

Xiao Yu didn't dare to provoke him, and he always did. Whether he made her the queen or got along in the palace, he was in charge of the initiative. He treated her well and wanted to live like an ordinary couple. Even if there were too many gaps between them, she still started to accept it bit by bit.

But now he doesn't keep his word...

He could kill Zhao Hong without keeping his word, and if he would destroy the Xiao family without keeping his word, what would she do at that time?

...

When Xiao Huai came back from the palace, Luo was sitting on the silk couch by the south window to make children's clothes. He looked at the small clothes and shoes. Luo liked them no matter how he looked at them. He was smiling. Seeing Xiao Huai coming in with a cold face, he hurriedly put down his work and went up to greet him: "Duke."

While serving him to change his clothes, standing behind the screen, Luo carefully tidied up his clothes and asked in a low voice: "But...what happened every year?"

She has been sleeping in the same bed for many years. Sometimes, if Xiao Huai doesn't say it, she can guess it with Luo's kindness and orchid heart. Seeing that Xiao Huai's eyebrows and eyes have changed slightly, Luo is sure that she guessed it right. It's a matter every year, so she can continue to ask.

"If the Duke of the State is worried, I will tell you what I want to say. Maybe I can share your worries."

She couldn't interfere in those political affairs, but if it were Xiao Yu, she might be able to help a little.

Xiao Huai wanted to trust Luo, and knew that she treated Xiao Yu like a daughter, so he lowered his head and said to her: "The rumor in the palace said that he was sick every year, but I think there was something strange about this... I am afraid that he learned about the death of Zhao Yu and his son every year, and accidentally annoyed the emperor."

Recently, many royal families in Jincheng have encountered unexpected problems. Even the King of Qi, Zhao Xuan, who has always been low-key, almost died. Luo said: "Although Zhao Hong is not born every year, after all, after all, she has been together for so long, so there is no need to say about her feelings. I know the most about these."

Although she has no blood relationship, such a living child called her "mother" for a long time, of course she regards him as her own child. Moreover, Zhao Hong is so young, she feels very sorry.

only--

Thinking of something, Luo looked at Xiao Huai, slid his lips and said cautiously: "Did you annoy the emperor? Could it be..." Luo's eyes slowly widened and suddenly understood something.

Xiao Huai said: "The rabbit died and the dog cooked. Not to mention the important officials of the previous dynasty, even the founding heroes of Guo Antai and others. After the throne was stable, the emperor might not be able to tolerate it... The assassination of Xu Shilun on the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was just a fire. Even without this assassination, Xue Thief could not tolerate the royal family of the previous dynasty."

He looked at the weak lady in front of him, thinking of the young daughter in the palace, and said helplessly, "...what can we be sincerely loyal to the new dynasty? Since ancient times, the emperors were suspicious and could not tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes, and they were afraid that they would not let our Xiao family go."
Chapter completed!