The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

When his eyes touched the cloth strip on the wrist, Nangong Tie walked over and snatched the pen from Ling Qingxuan's hand.

"If the emperor is injured, let's put it bluntly, it's not good if the time is missed."

Like a little adult, he picked up a pen to help Ling Qingxuan handle affairs.

Ling Qingxuan pinched her wrist.

I didn't expect that the injury caused by the thread would be so difficult to recover. If the little guy saw it, he would probably think of Zhu Ce and disrupt his current plans.

"Brother Huang?" Nangong called out when she saw that she was a little distracted.

The little girl's face was serious, "He's right, I'm in trouble."

Nangong Tie:  …

Why would there be a feeling that I couldn't bear to talk about her.

After earnestly replying, Nangong Tie asked, "How did you do this, Brother Huang?"

Two days before he came here, he thought it was a minor injury, so he just stared at it for a while, not daring to ask more.

Ling Qingxuan: "I accidentally got hurt while playing with the sword."

Lingjian: ...don't take the blame!

"Playing with swords?" Nangong Tie really suspected that his royal brother was a childish person.

"Brother Huang, you haven't been to accompany the princess for several days."

Ling Qingxuan nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Promised to be the queen, and being left out so quickly, brother Huang, are you the scumbag that Sister Murong calls you?"

Aya Qingxuan:  …

What does Xi have to teach children.

She seriously doubted that if Xi had children, it might be crooked.

"No." Aya Qingxuan covered her cuffs.

Nangong narrowed his eyes, "Princess is so cute. Brother Huang, be careful that she is snatched away by others."

"No, you are overthinking it."

Children think too much, it must be because there are too few memorials.

After opening the memorial, Nangong Tie's tone paused slightly, "Brother Huang, second sister asks to see you."

He handed the memorial to Ling Qingxuan. The handwriting on the memorial was exactly the handwriting of the second daughter of the Nangong family. Since she married the minister of the Ministry of Officials, the number of times she returned to the palace has also decreased.

The memorial did not clearly explain the situation, but only said that he wanted to find a time to gather in the palace.

Nangong Yan is now the wife of the waiter, and he also needs to be played when he wants to see the emperor.

After the two had approved the memorial, Nangong said happily, "I'll tell my mother, she must be very happy."

After not seeing her daughter for many days, the queen mother must be well prepared.

Ling Qingxuan didn't get involved in the affairs of these daughters' families. As soon as she left the imperial study, she turned around and went to the bedroom where Zhuyou lived.

It happened to be lunch time, and Ling Qingxuan entered with the eunuchs.

Seeing that the food on the table didn't move much, Ling Qingxuan said, "But your appetite is not good?"

Zhuyou didn't want to eat at all, she was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and raised her eyes to look at Ling Qingxuan.

"Is Your Majesty free now?"

In the past, he came diligently, but now he has not come for three days. Why, do you think it is too boring to be with him as a child?

"I'm wrong."

Ling Qingxuan sat next to him very naturally and helped him serve a bowl of soup.

These words made Zhuyou stunned, he didn't say anything, the emperor even apologized directly.

Does she know that she is the emperor?

After taking the soup, Zhuyou also saw the cloth strip on her hand, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"This... is the current trend, very handsome."

There is a middle-aged breath in it.

"But you're injured?" Zhuyou put down the soup and grabbed her wrist.

The cold eyes frowned, Zhuyou noticed this subtle movement, and he immediately let go.

Ling Qingxuan waved his hand, "Not injured."

The little guy said with a cute face, "Emperor, you said that I will be your queen, but between husband and wife, should be more honest with each other? I don't want you to lie to me."

The little guy is so straightforward.

Ling Qingxuan listened with relish, but after Zhuyou finished speaking, her ears turned slightly red, and the ghost knew why he said such words.

"It's really hurt, it's just a small injury, it will be better in a few days."

After listening to Ling Qingxuan's explanation, Zhuyou hummed softly, did he think he really cared, he just didn't like others to lie to him.

"However, this injury hinders my movement. Can you feed me some food?"

Zhuyou felt that the emperor was now a thick-skinned person who was too thick-skinned.

But he still reached out to pick up the vegetables and put them on her lips.

Looking closely, the emperor's lips are soft and powdery, with luster, and he also has a unique fragrance on his body, which is memorable and unforgettable.

Obviously a man, but more fragrant than that woman.

When he was hugged for the first time, Zhuyou thought he was among the women, but only later did he realize that the harem had been abolished by him.

Being coaxed by Ling Qingxuan, Zhuyou also ate a lot, and now he is a little supportive.

He was really confused by that mouth. He couldn't control the amount, and he didn't even know what he ate.

After the meal, Zhuyou asked to see Aya Qingxuan's injury.

"Let Su Xing diagnose and treat you."

Su Xing's old tool man was really hammered, and he prepared the medicine box next to him.

Ling Qingxuan is not demolished, nor is it if it is not demolished.

"Nangong Xuan."

When Zhuyou shouted in a serious tone, Ling Qingxuan removed the cloth strip.

A thin scar wraps around the wrist, forming a complete circle of red marks.

Zhuyou and Su Xing had different expressions when they saw it.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy, and Su Xing recognized the thing that caused the scar at a glance.

It is the line of His Royal Highness.

The emperor... When did he bump into Zhu Ce?

"Who was hurt?" Zhuyou asked.

Ling Qingxuan looked calm, "When I was patrolling with the dark guards a few nights ago, I met a difficult person."

Zhuyou squeezed her hand slightly tighter.

Bamboo Ce, that was an existence that made the palace servants fear since he was a child, and the way he tortured people can be described as extremely cruel.

It's hard to imagine that Aya Qingxuan has played against him.

"He ran away?"

Ling Qingxuan nodded: "He said he wasn't ready, and ran away."

Really like his style.

Zhuyou had thought about letting the two meet, but now he regretted it. Seeing the scar on the fair wrist, inexplicable anger surged up, and he scolded the reckless self before.

Nangong Xuan was someone outside his plan.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Su Xing made a sound to ease the atmosphere, "Fortunately, I have prepared medicine, it hurts a little, please bear with your majesty."

The ointment he took out was taken by Zhuyou and smeared on Ling Qingxuan.

"Does it hurt?"

Aya Qingxuan shook her head.

The pain is still bearable.

"The man's weapon has been soaked in medicine, so the scars caused are difficult to heal. If you meet again next time, Your Majesty must stay away."

"Um."

Ling Qingxuan watched Zhu You's serious eyes, couldn't help teasing, and pinched his cheek with her other hand.

"Why are you so serious, it's just a minor injury."

"My jade pendant..." Zhu You didn't push her hand away this time, but said shallowly, "My jade pendant, you don't have to help me find it."

"Oh, is it in that person's hands?"

Zhuyou shook her head, "No, I threw it away a long time ago. I lied to you before."

Looking at Ling Qingxuan's indifferent cold eyes, Zhu You said something that made Su Xing doubt his ears.

"I am sorry."