93. Chapter 92 Revenge of the Femme fatale 5
"The president will grow taller. Don't worry, Your Majesty. Hua'er will grow into a lady worthy of the Emperor." Hua Liangyan innocently looked up at Tuoba Yao's handsome face, and Tuoba Yao looked at her with narrowed eyes.
, there is no wave in the eyes, no joy or anger can be seen.
After a long while, he said calmly: "Erase this ink stain. I hate stained things the most!" His tone was full of disgust and anger. He really hated it. The young emperor had always had mysophobia.
Even when he led the army to fight, every time he was stationed, he would leave alone to find water sources to wash and drink his horses.
While wiping the ink stains, Hua Liaoyan remembered that she once secretly looked for the place where Tuoba Yao bathed, but unfortunately, she did not find it. Otherwise, five years ago, he would have turned into a handful of loess.
The coldness in his eyes dissipated little by little, hiding deeper in his heart.
She raised her head and showed a satisfied smile: "Okay."
Tuoba Yao glanced at the smooth and new tabletop with a satisfied look in his eyes. He threw the memorial aside and rubbed his heavy eyebrows.
He stood up. His snow-white robes were more elegant than the clouds. His dark hair was not combed up, but hung lazily around his waist. He was only held up lazily by a white hair tie. His deep facial features made him look like a man.
It looks like a god coming out of the dust, making people fascinated.
He has an unintentional charm and an unspeakable charm, which is hidden by his usual coldness.
Why, he is more beautiful and enchanting than any woman.
Tuoba Yao seemed to be uncomfortable with his outfit. He frowned and looked at the fascinated expression of Hua Lingyan next to him. He pursed his lips and swallowed the word "replace" deeply.
Suddenly, Hua Liaoyan fell heavily to the ground, her face turned pale, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead.
"Woo--" A painful whimper came out of the little mouth.
"What's wrong with you? Don't be weird!!" Tuoba Yao stared impatiently at the painful girl in front of him.
He couldn't help but clench his hands, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms.
"Your Majesty, I feel uncomfortable, Hua'er feels uncomfortable!!!" Hua Liaoyan cried out sadly, as if she had lost consciousness.
"Li Zihai, come in, Rong Ru, Rong Ru!!!" Tuoba Yao picked her up and spoke softly, her little soft body trembling slightly, as if she was so fragile that if he exerted force, she would break.
Tuoba Yao gritted his teeth, hugging the painful girl stiffly, and something suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Li Zihai heard the sound and rushed over, and Rong Ru also hurriedly followed behind. Seeing Tuoba Yao holding Hua Lingyan like this, the two couldn't help exchanging glances, as if they saw some hope.
"Li Zihai, what's wrong with her? Take a look and call the imperial doctor." Tuoba Yao hugged Hua Lianyuan and shook him roughly, "Hua'er, wake up, I order you!!!"
"Your Majesty, please be gentle. I think the flowers are definitely not healed from the cold wind. Why don't you send them to the hot springs for a soak? It should be fine." Before Li Zihai could finish speaking, Tuoba Yao had already hugged him.
Someone kicked open the door.
"Your Majesty, put on the fox fur!!!" Rong Ru chased him out.
The Dragon Palace was in a mess. A large group of people followed Tuoba Yao to the hot spring pool and surrounded the place.
Chapter completed!