Fu Ronghua whispered, "I don't want a hairpin, I just want your Majesty to spend more time with me."

Emperor Xuan Zhao laughed out loud. He tightened his grip and said, "I promise you."

Fu Ronghua's cheeks were slightly red, "Your Majesty, you hugged me too tightly, I can't breathe." She hugged Emperor Xuan Zhao's neck and spoke in a low voice.

Emperor Xuan Zhao loosened his hand a little, "It's my fault."

Fu Ronghua raised his head and looked at him suspiciously, "Your Majesty is the emperor, how can you admit your mistakes in front of your concubines?"

"If it were someone else, of course I wouldn't do it, but that person is you, how can it be considered casual." Emperor Xuan Zhao's voice was deep and powerful.

At the same moment, Fu Ronghua seemed to hear the same words from another person, the same low and hoarse words, the same seriousness.

She rested her chin on Emperor Xuan Zhao's shoulder, with deep sadness in her eyes, "If it were someone else, I would naturally disagree, but that person is you, Rong Hua, how can you do it as you please?"

It was obvious that I no longer felt anything, but why did the soreness and pain in my heart appear again?

One second Emperor Xuan Zhao had a smile in his eyes, playing with Fu Ronghua's long hair. The next second he felt pain like a needle pricking in his heart. The familiar fishy sweetness in his throat made him unconsciously touch the tip of his tongue.

Hold your throat.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and Emperor Xuan Zhao stretched out his hand to wipe it away. His eyes were a little darker, just like that day, the pain was inexplicable, but it was difficult for him to bear it.

At the same time, Fu Ronghua couldn't feel the pain that she should have felt. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around Emperor Xuan Zhao's waist and allowed the emptiness in her heart to spread.

Emperor Xuan Zhao also hugged her tightly until the pain in his heart gradually dissipated. At this time, a lot of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Fu Ronghua moved his body, as if he was about to get up. Emperor Xuan Zhao's voice was extremely hoarse, "Don't move."

Fu Ronghua was stunned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Emperor Xuan Zhao spoke in a low voice, "I'm too tired, let me lean on you." His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was tired.

When Fu Ronghua heard this, he stopped and then put his arm around Emperor Xuanzhao's waist, "That concubine won't move."

Emperor Xuan Zhao tugged at the corners of his lips, moved his hands, and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth with his black sleeves.

I don't know how much time passed, but Fu Ronghua's cautious question rang in my ears, "Is your Majesty okay?"

Emperor Xuan Zhao chuckled, "Why, my beloved concubine is reluctant to let me rely on you."

Fu Ronghua's voice was a little soft, "My concubine's feet are sore," and if you listen carefully, there is a sense of grievance in his tone.

Emperor Xuan Zhao smiled sullenly, stood up and placed him on the soft couch, "I will rub it for you." He stretched out his hand and held Fu Ronghua's small lotus feet.

Putting down her socks, Fu Ronghua moved her toes unconsciously and said, "Your Majesty." Her cheeks turned red.

Emperor Xuanzhao squeezed it lightly and said, "Isn't it sore?"

Fu Ronghua's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Let, just let Ruixue come." She moved her legs, trying to take them back, but a sore and numb feeling came over her, and Fu Ronghua suddenly stopped moving.

He raised his head and looked pitifully at Emperor Xuan Zhao, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Xuan Zhao laughed and rubbed her calf, "I understand, don't worry, it will be fine later."

Fu Ronghua sat obediently and let him rub her calves.

After a while, the sore and numb feeling disappeared, and Fu Ronghua breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Xuan Zhao chuckled, "I'm going to review the memorial. I'll be with you tonight."
Chapter completed!