All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Fu Xuan finally couldn't hold it. He fainted to the bedside and was lying on his back, even without consciousness, his mind was still unsteady and his brows frowned.

The Tai doctor next to him guarded him, and he was already confused.

A mother-in-law, an emperor, all fell down. What's the matter? The Taiyi was terrified and stretched out his hand to give him a pulse. He suddenly heard him shout, and was frightened to death. He looked up.

The man hadn't woke up, and was very weak in bed.

The wound on Fu Xuan's arm was bandaged, his fingertips were cut, and he felt a strong tingling sensation when he applied the medicine. He suddenly woke up and looked subconsciously.

All the doctors surrounded him, looking anxious, seeing him wake up, all relieved.

Fu Xuanmei was full of anger: "Is she awake, what is all around here!"

He bowed his head and pulled apart all the bandages.

The doctors immediately knelt down and still didn't stop Fu Xuan from getting out of bed. He walked to Cen Simiao, his body was shaking, his steps were a little bit virtual, and he fell down within a few steps.

Cen Simiao returned the potato chips to the system, opened her eyes, her nose was bloody, she frowned, and coughed a few times, but Fu Xuan heard the movement and slowed down.

The Taiyi rushed over to check, Cen Simiao just woke up, her eyes were confused, and some reactions could not be reached. Suddenly, she saw Fu Xuan, and she was weak: "The emperor."

Fu Xuan paused, not far from her, stood upright, looked at her with her eyes down, and after a long while, laughed suddenly.

The blood on his clothes was still dry, and his face was a little bit stubborn. He stepped forward and touched Cen Simiao's cheek: "You're really good at it."

It doesn't matter if people wake up, as long as they are well-bred. The Taiyi Doctor was assured a lot, holding the prescription of the tonic to ponder. Fu Xuan returned to normal, but she was more considerate to Cen Simiao, but nothing else could be seen.

As soon as they are better, go to dispose of the prime minister, not at all soft.

Cen Simao did not deliberately hide it, she got the news, bit her tongue, and yelled at the court lady who came to report, her expression unbelievable.

She wasn't in trouble, she just couldn't get excited. Cen Simiao saw them panic and asked for a doctor, and pursed her lips. Li Yun should have helped Fu Xuan this time. He didn't stand by the prime minister, otherwise the prime minister would not be removed so easily.

But Fu Xuan didn't care about her feelings at all?

The prime minister is the original owner's father.

Although this dad is a smiling tiger, after gaining momentum, he suspected that he had abandoned the original owner and Fu Xuan, fearing that she would have a different heart and killed the original owner. But right now, it's good for her.

Isn't Fu Xuan afraid of her being too sad? When she saw her dying, where did she look like crazy?

The system sighed. As soon as he was about to talk to Cen Simiao, he heard that the Taiyi came over, holding the medicine box in a hurry, and kneeling down, he said, "The emperor has ordered that you must keep your mother-in-law. Destroyed. "

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes: "When was it ordered?"

Taiyi: "Before going to the morning."

She threw the tea cup fiercely, her face was ugly, and Feng He was persuading, but she couldn't help tears. This is clearly telling the mother-in-law, look at everything, don't think about being able to plead for the master.

I don't give the slightest love.

Until the evening, Fu Xuan came over, and the servants in the hall were lighting the lights, a little dim, the heat outside was a bit severe, and sweat was on his forehead.

The **** handed over the tea, and he took a sip and was cooler. Cen Simiao was sitting on the bed with a ugly face and tears in her eyes. Fu Xuan glanced over and walked over, her voice soft: "How did you cry."

She pursed her lips tightly. "Why not tell Chen Ye in advance?"

Fu Xuan stared at her and dragged the covered quilt upwards: "Although the weather is hot, it is still a bit cold at night. Don't try to be cool ..."

Cen Simiao cried, "Why not tell me!"

He wasn't affected. He finished the sentence by himself, and then looked up at her: "He became rebellious, and sent assassins to kill him in the hall. At a glance, what's the use of it?"

Cen Simiao stared at him.

With a smile on Fu Xuan's lips, "Fortunately, you blocked a sword for You and made great achievements. So, stay beside You, don't worry about other things."

She shed tears and trembled. Fu Xuan gently held her in her ears, comforting her. Suddenly I heard: "How did the Assassin come in?"

The voice is soft but firm.

Fu Xuan gently stroked her hands on the back, her eyes lashed, and she smiled: "I'm afraid to ask the Prime Minister carefully."

Cen Simao did not push him away, but still said, "The courtier was dull at the time and never reacted. After thinking about it, there were a lot of doubts. The emperor would not see ..."

With the warm hand on his back, he let go of Cen Simiao, his eyes were sober, and the corners of his mouth that had been bent had been smoothed out: "Suspicious, what suspicious?"

Fu Xuanmei said coldly: "The sword attached to the assassin's hand is true, the confession is true, his intention to rebel is also true, and the wound on your body has not healed, why is there any doubt?"

Cen Simiao squeezed the quilt tightly: "Emperor, he is my father."

He squinted his eyes, stroked her hands on her cheeks, and pinched the broken hair behind her ears, very tenderly: "This matter is not to hide from you, but to stop you thinking about it. You are a shy person, should It's just to stand with you. "

Cen Simiao dropped her eyes and cried.

The next few days, she opened her eyes. Clearly realize what it is to love you deeply, but it is especially scum on you.

How the Prime Minister was punished and how miserable the fate was, the harem was passed all over, Fu Xuan did not mean to block the news at all. After hearing the people around, told Cen Simiao. She was so depressed that she cried all day.

Fu Xuan frowned, and with patience she advised, and she took a bite on his unhealthy arm and did not make a noise, so that the Taiyi doctor brought medicine every day and nursed her body.

Cry, lose your temper, and do not drink medicine.

In the past, Cen Simmiao's body was completely improved, her face became rosy again, but the expression between her brows changed a lot. Fu Xuan was particularly happy, staying in her temple for several nights, even though Cen Simiao was cold.

At first she held back, fearing that she couldn't stand it, but then she forgot it all.

The next morning, Cen Simiao woke up again and it was already three shots in the sky. Fu Xuan had already left for a discount. The **** handed over a bowl of medicine as soon as she had stunned God.

The injury was already gone and the medicine was never drunk again.

Still saying that this is tonic, Cen Simiao took a sip, and it tasted exactly the same as the previous avoidance soup.

She feels favorability is false.

After so many days, Cen Simiao was awkward and really uncomfortable. She just washed and dressed up, and several other maids came around.

It's all sarcasm.

It was all about the downfall of the prime minister. She was impatient, especially sleepy, and had to pretend to be angry, clenching her teeth, and for the first time had such a big temper that she wanted to blow people out.

These people are also holding their breath, so why are they still pressing on them?

Suddenly broke out.

Coincidentally, Fu Xuan finished the government affairs, came here to see, but saw this scene without thinking. He raised his corner of his mouth, and Cen Simiao's eyes were finally enlightened.

Several concubines rushed to cry, Fu Xuan looked at Cen Simiao, she stood in place, her eyes fell elsewhere, very cold. He lowered his eyebrows and asked them: "What are you doing here? She is so weak that she can't talk to you."

They wept and cried, "It was kind to comfort her, so that she would never mind the thief's affairs so that she could be born in the palace to serve the emperor."

It's the prime minister.

Cen Simao was immediately emotional, Fu Xuan hugged her in the past, whispered a few words, and turned her head: "She is different from you, no relatives can rely on."

The concubines weeped a few times, and their hearts were overjoyed.

Suddenly his tone worsened, making her unconsciously stiff: "But she doesn't need to be attentive, she can give her whatever she wants, and she will never let her suffer."

He snorted: "Go back, don't come out and stain her eyes again."

There was no obstructive person in the hall, Cen Simiao was freed from his arms, far away from him, and saluting orderly. Fu Xuan frowned, trying to pull her over.

Cen Simiao had turned around and left, and he emptied.

Hold her lips tightly.

She has been cold with Fu Xuan recently, and he will not do anything to him. What he ordered is still to be done, but without the original consideration, she will never take the initiative. And also love to ignore.

Fu Xuan saw that she was not in the mood and appreciated a lot of things to make her happy.

Cen Simiao contacted Li Yun in private. Today, she had an appointment to meet, but she had a problem. It happened that Fu Xuan sent him out to do business. She came to the Royal Garden and knew about it.

Li Yun's eyeliner told Cen Simiao that he had sent someone to clamp the note in the book in the temple. I didn't know if I would encounter Cen Simiao, so I didn't dare to bring it with me, for fear of being searched.

In the imperial garden, the flowers bloomed delicately, she reached out and folded one, but accidentally stabbed her finger.

The thorn was stuck inside, and Cen Simiao went back to the palace. The people next to her saw it, and she wasn't surprised that she was about to leave. At the gate of the hall, Cen Simao's heart almost jumped out.

Fu Xuan is walking around the bookshelf.

She went to salute and glanced at the desk. With a smile between Fu Xuan's eyebrows, her eyes fell on her fingers, a little red and swollen, and she immediately frowned: "What's the matter?"

The two sat down, Cen Simiao didn't say a word, Fu Xuan took the needle and plucked the thorn out of her with a serious expression. She put her other arm on the desk and raised her eyes. "What do you think Chen Min is thinking now?"

Fu Xuan laughed: "No matter what you think, you can't escape from your uncle, are you?"

Cen Smiao pursed her lips: "You are overbearing."

He bent his eyes, and his eyes were deep: "You said that you are the emperor. No matter if you are disgusted or happy, you will always belong to you."

She opened the book and looked down at the note.

Act as originally planned without delaying the date. When you start your troop, you will be waiting in the palace.