All The Male Leads Have Blackened

At the beginning of the month, Fu Xuan wanted to entertain the ministers, and the movement was not too small. The eunuchs and maids in the palace were so busy that they were ready to go.

Cen Simiao was taken by him together, his makeup was exquisite and his clothes were very particular. Fu Xuan stared at her for a long time and took a sip of tea.

She bent her eyes: "Does it look good?"

The tea cup was lowered, and Cen Simao didn't expect him to respond, and was about to pick up the jasper sister-in-law. Fu Xuan stood up and walked over, holding her hand, Cen Simao looked back in wonder.

He took the sister-in-law and put it on Cen Simiao, especially with gentle movements.

Suddenly there was a heat on her lips, and Fu Xuan was kissing her. For the first time, Cen Simiao glanced at the sun, and it was still early when he left the banquet, holding his waist.

I remembered what the system told her last night: "Fu Xuan, this beastly guy! He is going to kill you! It's so irritating!"

Sixty-three percent favorability.

Cen Simiao looked up at him, Fu Xuanzheng bowed his head and kissed, not as fierce as before, but brought some tenderness. She narrowed her eyes, did she want to be hot before she died?

Fu Xuan turned her head away, avoiding her sight, and the two fell entangled on the bed, but Cen Simiao kept staring at him, her eyes were especially affectionate. He stopped, a little helpless between his eyebrows.

Cen Simiao shouted, "Emperor."

Fu Xuan looked up fiercely, his emotions were complicated, and he looked a little appalling. Cen Simiao was not afraid, and reached out to touch his side. He was turned over, turned his back to him, and could not see his expression.

In his ear was Fu Xuan's breath, which disturbed the rhythm.

The courtier had been waiting for a long time, and Fu Xuan had not frowned to discuss. Some ministers didn't understand what was going on. After asking a few words, some people sneered: "Wait, there is one who stays in the harem. I don't know how many things will happen. "

As soon as the words fell, I heard the **** shouting outside.

Cen Simiao's legs were a little soft. She helped Fu Xuancai to stand and walked forward. Her clothes were luxurious, which made her dignified a little, but the charm at the corner of her eyes had not disappeared.

Someone else doesn't understand what happened.

She sat next to Fu Xuan, and the minister sitting below looked ugly, but Fu Xuan didn't care, and bent her eyes to talk to them.

Li Yun was also here, looked at Cen Simiao, and her eyes were lowered. Yesterday she sent someone to spread the news. No matter what happened here, no one would be allowed to take a shot.

Could not help but look at her twice.

Fu Xuan Leng caught a glimpse, and immediately looked displeased, his brows frowned, and Cen Simao lowered her head to his side. Li Yun had long looked away, startled.

Rao is so, Fu Xuan's face is still ugly. Cen Simiao shouted softly, and with a smile, his anger was extinguished a bit, but he was even more irritable.

Drink a few glasses of wine.

The song and dance leveled up, and the atmosphere was particularly good.

The prime minister was sitting aside, his face was cold, and from time to time he stared at Fu Xuan, but he didn't notice it, just with a heavy eyebrow.

Cen Simiao kept bending her eyes, and she was next to Fu Xuan. She just held the jug, and suddenly she heard a bang, and a person appeared above the palace, covering her face and killing herself.

Hand hold sharp sword.

Immediately, Gong'e was in a mess, panic-stricken, and screamed.

She squinted her eyes, wore a red on the hilt, and she was raised by the Prime Minister's Office. It was not that she had high kung fu on the court, but she was easily defeated, and the man stabbed at Fu Xuan.

Cen Simao was pale and shouted to escort, Fu Xuan's wine glass was still clenched tightly, his eyes stared at the man, his neck seemed to be stiff, and he didn't go to see Cen Simiao.

The man was getting closer, Fu Xuan's body was tense, but he was trembling.

Cen Simiao snorted, and struck her thigh, her voice was particularly stern, and she rushed forward to block him. The man intended to pretend to be a stab, and killed Cen Simiao next to him, but he did not expect this to happen.

He looked stunned and stabbed directly.

Fu Xuan just caught Cen Simiao just now, and her heart became more and more panic. Suddenly, remorse emerged, and he was about to drown him, leaving her brain blank.

She was conditioned to protect her, but it was too late, and blood splashed across his face.

Warm.

Cen Simiao's lip color was instantly pale, lying in his arms, Fu Xuan couldn't believe it, just feeling cold from head to toe, his face was full of panic, he called her, but he couldn't make a sound.

Watching her eyes closed.

At this moment, the assassin was taken down by a kung fu minister and threw his sword in the middle. The heavy minister pointed at the prime minister and scolded: "It is a wolf's ambition to dare to assassinate the emperor. Fortunately, God bless. You are really making evil and killing your daughter. "

The minister knelt down, knowing what to say now, begging the emperor to dispose of the prime minister.

Fu Xuan had lost her mind, her heart was dull, her eyes stared at Cen Simao dullly, she looked up, hugged her, stood up, and shouted at the hall: "Xuan Taiyi."

Quite heartbreaking.

He yelled several times in a row, caught off guard, and spit out blood.

Living in the temple, the Taiyi diagnosed the pulse in front of the bed, his expression was anxious, and he was particularly worried about how to prescribe it. Fu Xuan refused to leave in one step, his face turned black, and the blood in the corners of his mouth had not been wiped away. He looked scary.

The Taiyi gritted his teeth and said, "The last time my mother was seriously ill, she had already turned around from the gate of the gate, but she was not well reared. She was overworked and weak."

Looking up, Fu Xuan was extremely gloomy, as if he had gone mad, shivering and said, "So, although this time it didn't hurt you, the mother is weak and very irreparable ..."

Fu Xuan opened her mouth, as if she had something to say, but she spit her blood again, her face looking even more ugly than Cen Simiao.

"She has to live, otherwise."

The Physician knelt on the ground, begging Fu Xuan for his life, for fear that he would say something that would kill them if he could not cure him. Quickly discuss the formula.

Fu Xuan was sitting by the bed, staring at Cen Simiao. The original charm on her face had disappeared. Instead, she was pale. He used to hold her.

The doctor didn't know how many prescriptions he had prescribed, and it still didn't work. His body was too weak and dangerous, and he accidentally went away. The blood had stopped, and the wound was a bit deep, but fortunately, it did not hurt the vital.

Cen Simiao is playing in a good house plug-in under the system, chewing potato chips in her mouth, for the first time, she feels that the plug-in is so good.

The system was also chewing.

It asked, "Even if I prescribe pain relief for you, you can't waste it so much. Fu Xuan will be dead by then."

Cen Simiao started a TV series and was going to watch it for a while: "He didn't ask for it, didn't he want to kill me? Then he followed his wishes."

The system prepared to persuade, Cen Simiao suddenly frowned, and whispered a few words, she must be giving her medicine again, and her mouth was suffering. Even with stuffed potato chips, I feel better.

The system sighed.

After waiting for a while, Cen Simiao watched the TV series with tears in her eyes, and the system was in the clouds while watching, and did not understand the plot. She sucked her nose and frowned, thinking something was wrong.

Where's the **** smell?

Fu Xuan held a piece of jade, which Li Yun offered, loyal and honest, especially frankly: "This is the treasure of his family. If someone jeopardizes life, put this jade near the wounded and let the wounded worry about it. He bleeds his blood and wears it, "he said.

Fu Xuan was convinced that the ministers around him continued to dissuade him, but it still didn't work. Holding a dagger, cut through the skin, the blood immediately became red jade.

Li Yun narrowed his eyes. He knew that Cen Simiao was okay, otherwise he wouldn't give him a message the day before the banquet and wouldn't let him control it, and let the sword pass.

The people on that day were all discerning. The palace was heavily guarded, and it happened to be a banquet for courtiers. How could an assassin be mixed in, let alone a prime minister. He wanted the emperor to forget him, so he could take a breath and come back.

Assassins are so conspicuous, besides being arranged by the emperor and wanting to take the fault of the prime minister, what else can it be.

After this incident, all of them were talking about it. The savvy man of the prime minister had such a stupid daughter who wanted to throw himself on the sword and almost lost his life.

Li Yun had a bottom in mind, but Cen Simiao had been dragging on for almost half a month, and she hadn't woke up, which really affected the plan. This gave birth to this method.

Yu Pei is very valuable, but where is the effect of resurrection. He would have to see when Cen Simiao would be able to fit.

Fu Xuan seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and stared at the jade. Cen Simiao has been drinking the medicine and her blood has stopped. Now she looks better than Fu Xuan.

Not only was he pale, his eyes were dark, his eyes were straight.

The wound was about to heal, less blood, and cut through another place. After a few days, the wound on the arm was particularly serious. His lips were gone, and when he got up, his eyes turned black and he fell.

He leaned on the bedside, didn't get up, looked at the coma Cen Simiao, his eyes were a little confused, and the **** who was waiting was sent out, leaving them only in the temple.

Fu Xuan took her hand, rubbed it lightly, and lowered her eyelashes, her voice was low: "I live and regret it."

He laughed, with a lot of ridicule: "It is no harm to me to kill you. I have no good regrets. He is the emperor, how can you be wrong because you are his daughter, as long as you are in the harem , His power has not completely disappeared. "

"You **** it."

Clasped her hand.

Suddenly looking up: "Did you hear me, you **** it."

His jaw tightened, his throat moved, his eyelashes fluttered, moved closer to her, and tears fell on Cen Simiao's face, Fu Xuan held her, and her head dangled from her neck: "You have to live, otherwise I will Can't live. "