Everyone was shocked by Huangfu Jin's actions, and watched with their eyes wide open as he skillfully ravaged Wanrou's lips. Wanrou was also stunned by his actions, and watched him concentrate on kissing her with her eyes wide open.
After waiting for her to react, she gently tapped Huangfu Jin's chest with her hand, trying to push him away.
Wanrou subconsciously glanced at Mo Chubai standing aside with her peripheral vision, only to see him looking injured. There was a trace of reluctance on his face. Why?
Just when she wanted to see more clearly, she felt a sharp bite on her lip. Huangfu Jinzheng stared at her with wide eyes, as if he was angry at his inattention. She originally thought he would let her go,
Unexpectedly, he still closed his blue eyes and continued to enjoy his warm red lips.
Mo Chubai clenched his hands into fists, took a deep breath, and turned around to stop looking at them. Wanrou was also a little relieved. Since she said she was going to break up, why did she have to be more thorough? Could it be that Huangfu Jin also missed her and Mo Chubai and the presence there?
Everyone knew that she, Ruolan Wanrou, was Huangfu Jin's woman.
Thinking of this, Wanrou stretched out her hands and hugged Huangfu Jin's neck tightly, closed her slender eyes, and kissed him back jerkily. He didn't let her go until her face turned red and her body became soft.
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"You two don't know what restraint means, so you are getting intimate in front of so many people!" Qiu Siyu wiped away a tear on her face, looked at the two of them and teased. The relationship between the three of them,
Although it makes people feel tangled, it is also full of warmth everywhere.
He was about to answer something, but he didn't know whether it was due to excessive emotional fluctuations, injuries, or internal organs damaged by smoke. Huangfu Jin suddenly spurted out a stream of blood from his mouth and fell into a coma.
Soft embrace.
The bright red blood was like blooming flowers, blooming on the soft clothes, and there were a few faint drops of blood on her face. At this time, who had the mind to pay attention to her clothes, everyone gathered around nervously
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"Huangfu Jin, wake up, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!" Wanrou was so frightened by him vomiting blood and falling into coma that she finally retracted the tears and fell again.
At this time, Xia Jianran was seen urgently pressing several acupuncture points on his body. Qiu Siyu immediately leaned down, grabbed Huangfu Jin's hand, and touched his pulse gate to diagnose.
After a long while, she frowned and said calmly: "The internal injuries are too serious. Take him back to the palace quickly. He needs to be treated with medicine and acupuncture immediately. We can't delay it any longer!"
At this time, Han Mu did not know where to get a carriage: "Hurry up and help the emperor get into the carriage. It is covered with bedding."
Mo Chubai immediately helped Huangfu Jin up and put him on the carriage. Wan Rou and Qiu Siyu followed closely behind, and they all got on the carriage. Han Mu carefully drove the carriage towards the majestic and gorgeous palace.
Go ahead.
"A dawn has come again, Bai. I think you have made a decision in your heart, right?" Xia Jianran said calmly while looking at the direction in which they were going.
"I must go back and stabilize the courtiers. I cannot let them know that the emperor was seriously injured trying to save a concubine, otherwise Wanrou will become the target of public criticism and be reviled." Mo Chubai nodded to acknowledge his words, and after finishing speaking to Xia Jianran, he and Li
Yan left this place together.
Xia Jianran looked at Mingyue Villa that was still burning, sighed, and said lightly: "Rest in peace, Shang." Then he ordered: "You twelve, go back and rest. This matter will not be pursued."
"I obey." The twelve people responded gratefully, and followed Xia Jianran's departure. The flames were gradually extinguished by the passage of time, leaving only thick smoke rising into the fish-belly white sky, as if in
To comfort those resentful spirits who died in vain. The pattern formed in the sky resembles a sad face, but it no longer carries hatred but a faint smile, as if blessing Huangfu Jin or everything in the world.
Wanrou gently wiped his stained face with a handkerchief, tears still falling. It was all because of her that Huangfu Jin almost died, and now he is still seriously injured.
"Stop crying, he will be fine! Trust me, at least the name of the miracle doctor is not unearned." Qiu Siyu raised her hand to wipe away Wanrou's tears and comforted her.
"I know he will be fine, right? He will be fine!" Wanrou still couldn't stop her tears from falling, and murmured: "It's just that I feel guilty. It hurts me to see him become like this because of me.
He was once a high-ranking emperor, how had he ever suffered like this?"
"That's because he loves you, so he is willing to do anything for you." There was also a ripple in Qiu Siyu's heart. At the beginning of every love, it is ignorant, confusing, and vigorous. She is willing to shed tears and laugh for the other person.
Sharing weal and woe, even putting life and death aside, what is it called if it is not love?
"Huangfu Jin, if you just go like this, will all the promises you made to me disappear with your passing? If you leave, who will fulfill those promises? I will be with you again.
Who can keep the water flowing?" Wanrou's tears fell on Huangfu Jin's face, and she said sadly.