After I die, the villain turns black again

Chapter 864

In today's world, if Zhao Guo's Yuan Jingdi can change people's faces, then Zhao Guo's Huwei General Chu Ge can make people crumble as soon as they hear it.

Because of this, the number one favorite of Zhao State is none other than General Huwei.

There was no need for Yan Ge to submit an excerpt to ask for instructions. As soon as she returned to Beijing, the imperial doctor was already on standby at her general's mansion.

However, it was a folk genius doctor brought by the virtuous king Zhao Zimo who really checked Yan Ge's body.

She left Beijing for five years.

It's been five years, and it's also the first time Zhao Zimo saw her again after the farewell that day.

In the bamboo curtain of the octagonal pavilion, she lay on the couch and nodded to him with a smile: "Xian Wang, long time no see, are you okay?"

She has a smile on her lips, bright eyebrows and eyes, and looks handsome.

He walked up the steps step by step, only then realized that she had a needle in her back and was not covered with a blanket.

With a glance, one could see the snow-white skin and those criss-crossing scars on her back.

Her face was sun-tanned, and there was an inch-long scar on her cheek.

This scar added a bit of evil spirit to her handsome appearance.

Sunlight pierced in through the gaps in the bamboo curtains, falling on her body and face in bunches
Her smiling face was hidden in the semi-darkness, and as she gradually approached, she realized that her facial features seemed more heroic than before.

The wheat-colored skin made her delicate features more distinct and sharper.

She and those noble ladies in Beijing who painted their faces with white powder are completely two extremes of heaven and earth.

But even so, wherever she is lying so lazily, from far to near, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a painting.

A painting of beauty so perfect that he even wanted to be obsessed with it.

"It's good." His thoughts were surging, but he didn't show it on his face. He just sat down on the couch in the center without looking sideways, with a gentleman's demeanor: "But I heard that you are not good."

Yes, she is not well. In the past five years, he has seen every battle, every injury, every ambush and every time she broke out.

He followed her every move, and even knew when she had her period.

Naturally, she also knew about her old injury.

"It's thanks to King Xian who sent a genius doctor here in time, so my injury will not be serious." Yan Ge lay bored, reached out and pulled a strand of hair in his hand to play with, looked at Zhao Zimo with his head tilted, and said, "Xian The king manages all kinds of opportunities every day, and he does not go to the Three Treasures Hall if there is nothing to do, so he came to leave today, what is the matter?"

She looked at each other so frankly, without any sign of coyness, which made him feel a little guilty.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on her hair fluttering in the air, and he said softly, "You should go back to the palace."

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound in the octagonal pavilion for a long time.

"Yeah." Yan Ge sighed softly, his voice suddenly depressed: "If you don't tell me, I will forget about it."

Emperor Yuan Jing's ambition was in the world. His queen lay in bed for two years due to illness, and later moved to the temple to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha under the guise of praying for blessings in the world. He didn't pay attention to his queen.

There are countless beauties in the harem. To Emperor Yuan Jing, the queen is no different from those beauties, the only difference is that the queen has more bargaining chips.

He has no desires or desires for women, and his physical needs are dispensable. He will not pay too much attention to what the beauty who sleeps next to him at night looks like.

Naturally, she will never be curious about what her queen looks like, and what plans she has in her heart.

(End of this chapter)