Ling Xuewei didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up again, she saw Ye Moyan lying next to her.
Compared with his usual handsomeness, Ye Moyan was a bit more decadent at this moment. His blue chin not only did not look down and out, but also looked a bit more decadent and sexy.
Moving her eyes to the silver hair, Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed with distress.
How big of a blow would it take to make Ye Moyan flourish overnight?
Is it because she stabbed Ye Moyan with her sword?
Ling Xuewei didn't dare to move for fear of startling the sleeping man. She just stared at Ye Moyan motionless, as if she would go to eternity.
From the time Ling Xuewei disappeared until Ye Moyan arrived, Ye Moyan must have been restless. Even his eyes were black and blue, which showed that he had not had a good rest for a long time.
How could she be so worthy of being treated like this by Ye Moyan?
From the beginning to the end, Ye Moyan protected her and protected her, not allowing anyone to harm her.
But the person who hurt Ye Moyan in the end was her who Ye Moyan desperately protected...
Ling Xuewei closed her eyes, and it felt like there was a big stone blocking her chest, making her unable to breathe.
Ling Xuewei suppressed the thoughts that kept churning in her chest.
It felt like something was piercing my heart, making me unable to breathe.
Di Qianjue was right when he said something. Between her and Ye Moyan, there was no way to go back to the past because of her sword.
The harm she caused to Ye Moyan will stay with them for a lifetime. Whenever she sees Ye Moyan, Ling Xuewei will remember the feeling of piercing his chest with a sword.
Ling Xuewei's body began to tremble without knowing when, and she didn't even notice when the man beside her opened his eyes.
"Weier..."
Ye Moyan's hoarse and low voice came to her ears. Ling Xuewei opened her eyes, faded away all thoughts, and smiled at him, "Are you awake?"
Ye Moyan looked deeply at the person in front of him, raised his hand and caressed her still pale face, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "It's much better now. How about you? Do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Ye Moyan sat up and said, "I'm fine. You haven't eaten for a long time. I'll have someone prepare some porridge and side dishes. Do you want to use some first?"
"Okay." Ling Xuewei nodded gently.
Ye Moyan asked people to prepare, and then helped Ling Xuewei to lean on the bed.
"here it is……?"
Only then did Ling Xuewei have time to care about where she was. Now as long as Ye Moyan is by her side, she feels extremely at ease.
"Yeji Palace, my bedroom, you have been in a coma for three days." Ye Moyan hugged her from behind, unwilling to let go for a moment, his eyes traced her outline bit by bit, with the satisfaction and joy of regaining something.
"Weier, never leave me again." Ye Moyan's lips were pressed between Ling Xuewei's eyebrows, and the bridge of her nose gradually moved down to her lips.
Lingering and pathos, gently absorbing her softness and sweetness.
Ling Xuewei's heart trembled, her eyes were sore, her hands couldn't help but go up to his neck, and she gently opened her lips to respond to him.
Her response made Ye Moyan ecstatic, and he kissed her more deeply, prying her teeth open and attacking the city.
"cough……"
Yue Feng saw this scene as soon as he came in, and was so frightened that he almost knocked over his cup.
However, it still disturbed the two people on the bed. Yue Feng faced his master's murderous gaze and stepped forward bravely, "...Master, the meal has been prepared. Can you bring it in now?"
Ye Moyan glanced at him coldly, "Yeah."
Yue Feng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went out to have the meals delivered to the palace.
"Go get something to eat first, and then I'll have someone check you out."
Ling Xuewei nodded obediently, let Ye Moyan help her change her clothes, got down and started eating.
The meals prepared were easy to digest and extremely nourishing for the body, and there were even many medicinal herbs and fruits that were more than a thousand years old. Ling Xuewei looked at the things on the table silently, her heart felt as if the wind had blown it and made her feel soft.
Ling Xuewei was eating, while Ye Moyan stood behind her, arranging her messy hair. She smoothed the strands and tied them into a bun, with an extremely gentle expression, as if she was treating the most precious treasure in the world.
Fu Ji, who entered the palace, looked at this scene and sighed in his heart.
I had heard from Yue Feng Yueqing how the emperor treated women, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, I had to marvel at the great influence this woman had on the emperor.
I have never seen such a gentle look on the emperor's face. I still remember that day when the emperor took the woman back to Yeji Palace. The murderous coldness and evil aura seemed to destroy everything. Thinking back to this day, I still feel frightened.
The former emperor had always been indifferent, like the white snow that had covered the top of the mountain for thousands of years. Nothing could move his face.
But now when it comes to women, the emperor seems to have changed. Is this really the master they know?
"Emperor."
Ling Xuewei looked up and saw a young man walking in. He had a delicate appearance but his pupils were one black and one red.
"This is Fu Ji. Fu Ji is good at medicine. Let him diagnose and treat you."
Ling Xuewei nodded, obediently stretched out her wrist, and Fu Ji stepped forward to diagnose her pulse, and said after a moment, "To inform the emperor, the external injury is no longer serious, and she will be fully recovered after ten days of rest. It's just the poison in her body..."
"I have my own plan for this." Ye Moyan said calmly.
Fu Ji glanced at the woman with downcast eyes, and then retracted his hand, "Yes, in addition, my subordinates have ordered people to search for the master of Yinxue Palace. There is no news in the deep forest outside the Rosewood Palace. Do you want to continue the search?"
"Keep looking. We must bring the person back within five days."
"I obey, the Lord of Yinxue Hall is entrusted by the emperor to enter the Buddha's Rosewood Palace. If he does this, he will definitely be jealous of Emperor Qianjue. I am afraid that his people are also looking for the Lord of Yinxue Hall at this moment..."
Ling Xuewei moved slightly. Did Yinxue enter the Red Sandalwood Palace under Ye Moyan's request?
"We must ensure that he is safe at any cost," Ye Moyan said.
"It's just that our army has just experienced a war and is still recovering. Zongyou Tan Ming and other generals are also reorganizing their troops and are unable to spare their hands for the time being. Furthermore, if we send people to the Buddha's Capital Territory again, it will inevitably attract the attention of the world and say that we are Brahma.
Xu deceives others..."
"Fuji, when did you become so hesitant? How the people of the world judge depends on the winner. How can the emperor's actions be judged by others?"
The pressure on Ye Moyan was heavy, and for a moment the entire palace seemed like it had fallen into an ice cave.
Fu Ji lowered his head and said, "My subordinates are lying."
"Fuji, remember your identity."
Suddenly looking at the King of God's eyes that seemed to see through everything, Fu Ji felt a shiver in his heart, "My subordinates have overstepped their bounds, please punish me."
"Just this once, let's get down."
"Thank you, Emperor."
Fu Ji quickly retreated and came outside the palace, where Bai Le walked towards him.
"Since you already know how much the emperor values that woman, why do you still want to provoke her? Wouldn't it make the emperor angry?" Bai Le looked at him and sighed.
Bai Le's words actually hinted at how much trouble women had caused for the emperor. How could the emperor care so much about women and allow them to have the slightest offense?
