Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 332 Princess Qingguo: With Lan Ge, I Don’t Envy Longevity 77
Lan Yuan bounced and dodged her knife, and was kicked out of the cold palace by her.

The night was getting dark, he looked at the door that was closed tightly by her "bang", smiled helplessly and shook his head, the cold wind in the night was mixed with bits and pieces of snowflakes, he covered his lips to hide the sound of low coughing , Remembering that Miracle Doctor Lu was still waiting for him, he walked away from the cold palace.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, there was a warm breath rushing towards my face.The emperor's bedroom was as warm as spring, and Miracle Doctor Lu was sitting at the table looking down at the prescription in his hand.

Seeing him walking in, Doctor Lu put down the prescription, frowned and asked him, "Where did your Majesty go?"

He smiled and said nothing, sat down beside him and drank the bowl of soup in one gulp.

The people who were wondering where he went just now knew the answer without asking any more when they saw the smile on his lips.

He was about to leave, but suddenly he saw the blood oozing from his waist, staining his clothes a little red, and he hurriedly asked: "Why is Your Majesty's injury..."

"It's okay, it's just a little injury." Lan Yuan waved his hands carelessly, as if everything was just his fuss.

Miracle Doctor Lu unbuttoned his shirt with a solemn expression, watching the bloody bandages being peeled off layer by layer with his head lowered.

Seeing his gentle movements, he sneered and said, "Do you need to be so careful? It's fine."

As he spoke, he tore off the bandage a few times.

But the wound inside made Miracle Doctor Lu's frown deepen.He said in a deep voice, "Why hasn't the wound healed after so long?"

"It's fine if it doesn't heal." He thought for a while, but his voice was a bit bitter: "At least it will always remind me that I hurt her like that."

"Your Majesty hasn't done enough for her?" Doctor Lu said angrily.

"You don't understand." His eyes darkened: "I'm afraid it will take several lifetimes to repay what I owe her, so that she can slowly resolve her prejudice against me."

"Where is there something that needs to be repaid in several lifetimes? Your Majesty..."

"You don't understand." He smiled bitterly and said, "By the way, do you have any plans for the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony next month..."

"I'm still researching the prescription, and it should be ready soon."

"It's hard work for you."

"It's just that your majesty, your wound has not healed, I'm afraid it's related to that..."

"It's a small matter." He watched Miracle Doctor Lu bandage the wound again, and ordered: "There's nothing else going on here, you can go and rest first."

"The king's wounds haven't healed yet, so it's better to rest early." Miracle doctor Lu packed up his things, and saw that the young emperor didn't intend to rest. Instead, he picked up a stack of files and looked down at them by candlelight, carefully reminding him.

"It's okay." He put down the file and said with a smile: "I just remembered that my fourth brother's birthday will be in three days, and I should make a good deal of it for him, and it just happens to give my fourth brother a chance to return the gift."

"Repay the gift?" Doctor Lu wondered.

But the young emperor lowered his head and was speechless. He bowed and bowed to leave.

Now that Lange has recovered her health, she naturally doesn't want to stay in her room all day.It was just a clear day and it was not like that for her to walk out of the cold palace struttingly, so she simply climbed up the tree in the courtyard of the cold palace and lay down on it to bask in the sun.

Just when she was very comfortable, a stone flew towards her through the wind. She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she caught a glimpse of the Fourth Prince standing outside the palace wall.

She gave up the idea, accepted the stone, and rolled down from the branch.

Fortunately, as expected, there was no contact with the cold snow, and she fell into the arms of the man who flew under the tree.

(End of this chapter)