"Let's go. There's still room for people to sit in the front yard. Can we have something to eat there?"
He let go of her hand and held up the umbrella.
Seeing that he suddenly regained his modest and gentlemanly appearance, Ming Lanruo nodded.
This man is sick and has a changeable temperament, which is normal. She cannot treat him rationally and calmly!
Cang Qiao led her forward with a smile, and she saw an old courtyard.
Although the yard is old and full of dust, it can still be seen that it was carefully built back then. When you enter the yard, you can see old rocking chairs and even swings for children to play on.
Ming Lanruo picked up a broken rattle that had fallen down and said with some emotion: "The late emperor really loved that...Mei Feifei back then."
She vaguely remembered that it was said that the late emperor doted on a peerless beauty from a foreign race during his lifetime, which aroused many objections from the court.
Later, the late emperor died and the throne fell into the hands of his younger brother. It is said that this was also the reason.
While Cang Qiao casually took off the fly whisk from the corner and swept the wooden table and chairs under the eaves, he asked casually: "How do you see me doting on Concubine Mei?"
"The bricks and tiles here, and these things are commonly used by ordinary folk couples. The late emperor probably wanted to become an ordinary couple with that empress and live in seclusion in the mountains with their children." Ming Lanruo sighed softly.
Cang Qiao made a move and said coldly: "So what, a useless man will only harm the people around him."
What good is a man who can't keep his wife and children, or even his throne?
Ming Lanruo shook her head: "The late emperor only had one concubine and one concubine in his life. As an emperor, he was already dedicated to his love. He never imagined that his doting on Concubine Mei would lead to such a disaster."
Cang Qiao suddenly couldn't help but sneer: "That's because he is incompetent and useless. If you knew that he planned to hand over Concubine Mei and her son to the rebels who forced the palace in exchange for a living, would you still think that he was devoted?!"
He still remembers the way his mother hugged him and hid deep in the Merlin, with the arrow wound on her chest bleeding uncontrollably.
"Aqiao...Aqiao...you want to live, you want to live better than anyone else, you want to trample on all the rules in this world, even the emperor will crawl at your feet!"
The dark Merlin was filled with the smell of blood, and the mother's beautiful face was covered with blood and tears, and she smiled miserably.
His whole body was stiff, his eyes were sinister and he crushed the fly whisk in his hand with a "pop" sound, and there was a ferocious "crunch" sound in his throat.
There was a strange strong wind all over the body, and there were bursts of Yin Qi. Everything around him was shattered, and even the floor was cracked into pieces.
Ming Lanruo noticed something was wrong with him, and immediately reached out quickly to hold his wrist. In the other hand, a needle was inserted deeply into the Yangchi point on his hand.
The sharp sting made Cang Qiao, who was in a daze, couldn't help but raise his hand to knock away the person who hurt him: "Damn it!"
But soon, he discovered that the person next to him was Ming Lanruo, and he immediately forcibly withdrew his inner strength.
"Chi." The backlash of internal force suddenly made his face turn pale. He closed his eyes and a little scarlet red emerged from the corners of his lips.
Upon seeing this, Ming Lanruo immediately forced him to sit on the rocking chair, calmly tore open his collar, quickly gave him an injection, and took out a bag.
She poured out the fat sleeping spider lying inside, poked the spider's butt, and ordered rudely: "Pee!"
Fat Spider rubbed his head sleepily, then reluctantly raised his legs and "shushed" a few drops of urine into the small spoon in Ming Lanruo's hand.
Ming Lanruo put the small spoon to Cang Qiao's mouth: "Here, drink it."
Cang Qiao glanced at the fat, furry spider staring at him from the corner of his eye. His handsome face turned even paler. He tilted his head and fell directly into Ming Lanruo's arms.
He directly pressed her into the rocking chair.
Ming Lanruo looked at the originally ferocious and cruel Shura King lying on her chest, and instantly turned into a sickly beauty.
She was speechless for a moment...
What kind of nonsense is this?
Why did he suddenly become ill?
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Second update~ Let me tell you, this is not a cruel article, no!
But I want to ask, when you first read the opening chapter, you didn’t think it was a sad story, right?
