Lian Xueyin turned away and coughed slightly uncomfortably.
He said in a stiff voice, "Don't worry about him."
"How can that be done?" Qing Hui's eyes widened, with disapproval on his face, "It's such a big hail, you don't know how scary it is outside. I didn't come back so early, I just happened to go down the mountain, if the king hadn't run away
If you go to pick me up, I will be trapped at the bottom of the mountain. Either I have to brave the hail and go back up the mountain, or I have to wait and stop, but you see, I have no intention of stopping now."
"He himself was so badly hit by the hail and was dripping wet. How pitiful he is!"
"If I had meant it, I would have been heartbroken to death."
Qing Hui said to Lian Xueyin in condemnation: "Your Majesty, the king is your favorite, just like your biological son, how can you not care about him?"
"I just thought about it. The king looks a bit more powerful. He is like the tiger of my dreams. It's a pity that he is a tiger and I am a tree."
"There is a species barrier between us, I'm afraid we won't be able to have love."
"But he is so good to me, he must be more filial to me than my biological son."
"Your Majesty, if you are willing, why not give him to me as your son? I will definitely take good care of him!"
Qing Hui had been thinking about this issue when he just took a shower. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that his idea was really great.
She looked at Lian Xueyin with bright eyes, waiting for Lian Xueyin to nod, she would soon have a great son.
Who would have thought that after she finished speaking, before Lian Xueyin nodded, she first waited until he tilted his head and coughed violently.
I coughed until my pale face turned red.
Qing Hui’s face was full of confusion, what’s going on?
She carefully raised her hand and put it on his chest to calm him down, and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, are you still injured? Otherwise, I will help you go to bed and lie down."
Lian Xueyin was seriously injured last time. The so-called recovery later was just that he could get out of bed and walk around like a normal person. It didn't mean that his internal injuries were really healed.
With his hollow body, Qing Hui really doubted that he couldn't survive for too long because he was too seriously injured.
So the more I thought about it, the more nervous I became, and I wanted to get off his lap and help him lie down on the bed.
But Lian Xueyin grabbed her waist tightly.
Very strong.
Qing Hui didn't dare to move anymore, so she could only stiffen her body and slowly help him calm down.
Lian Xueyin coughed for a long time before he recovered, and his glass-like eyes were dyed with a layer of crystal mist.
"No nonsense."
Lian Xueyin waited for a long time, then gritted his teeth and squeezed out four words from his mouth.
Qing Hui looked confused, "Nonsense? What nonsense?"
What did she just say?
Give the king to her as a son?
Qing Hui reacted: "You don't agree? I won't treat him badly, really!"
Lian Xueyin raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows in response to her sworn promise.
"Zhizhi, I can't be a son. He is older than you." After a long time, Lian Xueyin had no choice but to find an excuse.
Qing Hui was shocked: "How is that possible? I'm not..."
Qing Hui was about to say that she didn't know when he started raising the king, but as she spoke, she remembered that Lian Xueyin didn't know she was Qi Wan, so she hurriedly changed her words, "It's not like I haven't heard about it.
But, you just raised the king a few years ago, how could he be older than me? You must be fooling me! No, Your Majesty, you are so opposed, are you jealous?"
Chapter completed!