May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

Prajna was in a daze, as if she had returned home, but there was noise in her ears again, and when she woke up after dealing with that Doctor Chen, it was already late at night.

She didn't have any strength in her body, and her wrist hurt even more. She sat up with difficulty, and when she touched the scar under her chest, she couldn't help cursing Yu Wenhu inwardly, and stretched out her hand through the thin shirt to gently rub it. Suddenly, the room lit up.

Through the screen, Banruo could see that Father was sitting there, "Father." She spoke, her voice was weak and mosquito-like.

Dugu Xin had been sitting there for a long time, frowning tightly, and heaved a long sigh, the tea in his hand was cold, "Hanruo, you have disappointed daddy so much."

Banruo didn't know what happened, but just vaguely remembered that she was very tired, and before she was sleepy, Yu Wenhu had to send her back before dark, lest she spend the night outside, her father would definitely be angry, how could Yu Wenhu be like that It's not surprising that it was such a scene when he swaggered to send her back.

"Father, what's the matter?"

Dugu Xin put down the cup heavily in his hand, stared at it firmly, "Yu Wenhu, come to propose marriage."

This matter was within Banruo's expectation, thinking that Yu Wenhu thought she was pregnant, so naturally she couldn't let her give birth in Dugu's mansion, but he didn't expect it to be so soon, "Did dad agree?"

When she asked, Dugu Xin became even more angry, "My daughter has secretly communicated with another man, and even secretly gave my soft silk armor to that man. I, father, should I Yes, what does it matter!"

This statement, like a bolt from the blue, made Banruo wake up in a jerk, "Did Yu Wenhu say something, my daughter really didn't talk to him..."

"You're still arguing!" Duguxin was heartbroken and coughed unceasingly, but he never stopped talking, "Nurse Zhang came to see you and told me everything. You clearly lost your life to him a long time ago, right? ?”

Prajna couldn't say a word anymore.

Duguxin forced himself to calm down, "Tell me, is it Yu Wenhu who persecuted you? If he really forced you, tell Dad, even if Dad dies..."

"No." Prajna wiped away the warm tears from the corners of her eyes, and gritted her teeth, "Yu Wenhu and I are in love with each other. It's my daughter who can't bear the temptation. There is no deception in the dark room to do such shameless things."

Dugu Xin didn't want to say any more, just pushed the door and went out. Before leaving, he only said, "I don't have a daughter who is willing to degenerate like you!"

Banruo leaned on the side of the bed, naturally knew that this matter would not be concealed sooner or later, but she didn't expect Father to be so angry, but she thought about it, and she was considerate in her heart, but now that she woke up, she suddenly realized that she still concealed it. Yu Wenhu.

Although Yu Wenhu had promised her to let her do it freely, but once Yu Wenhu knew that her pregnancy was fake, he might turn his face and be ruthless.

Her movements should be faster, so that her children of the Dugu family can control the military affairs of the Great Zhou faster...

Ever since Yu Wenjue became seriously ill, the imperial city has experienced rare tranquility.

In the whole world, perhaps only Empress Yuan really knew that Yu Wenjue was not sick, but so what...

"Hasn't Qinghe come yet?" It's been a few days since she asked Princess Qinghe to send a letter, and she hasn't heard back for a few days. The only one she relies on now is the Yuan family, but it seems that the Yuan family will also abandon Yu Wenjue. This is not the first time I feel like I have more energy than I have.

"Your Majesty." Suddenly, a servant girl walked in quickly, with a flustered expression, and whispered a few words to Empress Yuan.

"Yuwenhu..." Empress Yuan only felt panicked, she knew that it must not be a good thing for Yuwenhu to appear here.

Yu Wenhu is the only one who can enter the imperial city like no one else. He climbed up the jade steps and entered the gate of the palace. The carved wooden door creaked, as if he brought some bright sunlight inside. , stood still, and patted the dust that was not on his body.

Yu Wenjue stood up vigilantly. Although he was wearing a black dragon robe, his steps were a little staggering. There was no one in the hall to protect him, but he also knew that Yu Wenhu would not take his life so straightforwardly. Otherwise, that Dugu Prajna How could he let Yu Wenyu enter the palace again and again, and persuade him to write down the edict of guilt, Zen position and Yuwen protection.

Yes, he dared not kill me.

He suddenly gained some confidence, raised his head, and looked at the man who seemed to be walking in the courtyard.

A lazy and indifferent voice sounded faintly, as far away as near, "It's good that the Holy One is here." Yu Wenhu rubbed shoulders with him without looking at him, and went straight up the jade steps, standing on the Sumeru Platform, leaning He sat down slowly on the edge of Diaolong, and subconsciously looked at the book Yu Wenjue had just read, which was just an ordinary story book. He couldn't help laughing, "Why is your majesty still reading this idle book? You should read it. Things like Sun Tzu's Art of War are good for dealing with ministers."

Yu Wenjue had nowhere to vent his breath. Seeing that he looked like the master of the palace, he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I don't look at Sun Tzu's Art of War, I'm still the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Even if I'm imprisoned here by you, I'm still the emperor!"

With slender fingers and well-proportioned joints, he lightly tapped on the letter, looked sideways at him, leaned against the table, and half-closed his eyes, "Oh, yes, I forgot, you are still the emperor of the Great Zhou."

The pressure that suddenly increased at that moment made Yu Wenjue a little scared. Looking at Yu Wenhu's lazy look, he felt even more annoying, "Zhu Kingdom will definitely be king, as long as I send the news..."

"If the king is dead, what kind of king is there?" He suddenly cut off Yu Wenjue's words and narrowed his eyes.

Yu Wenjue took a deep breath and managed to calm down, "You, you dare to kill the king!"

Yu Wenhu stood up and walked towards him step by step. The steps were obviously extremely slow, and he subconsciously retreated step by step. The great sense of danger made it difficult for him to breathe, but in just a split second, he staggered and fell hard. Falling, the whole body was shaking with pain.

Yu Wenhu drew his sword out of its sheath in one go, the blade fell on Yu Wenjue's chest, and he was speechless for a moment.

"I'm not Dugu Prajna, a delicate young lady who only thinks about sinning edicts and Zen books, which are just things to deceive the world, so naturally I don't care about your life and death, Your Majesty."

His voice made Yu Wenjue tremble all over, he bit his lip and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Hu, please forgive me, I, I dare not."

Yu Wenhu snorted coldly, "Look at your useless appearance, why did uncle let you inherit the country?" His sword blade lightly tapped on Yu Wenjue's flying dragon gold silk clothes, and when he saw Yu Wenjue's pale face, he even Interesting.

It's like, cat and mouse...

It's not for eating him, but for playing, seeing the panicked expression of the mouse, and swallowing it in one gulp when it gets tired of playing.

"Empress, please slow down." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside, calling for Empress Yuan.

Yu Wenhu should remember it, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He just waited for the woman in the shirt to move her lotus steps lightly and enter the palace gate. Under the halo, she raised her head slightly, the sword in his hand loosened. Strength.

She came in with Empress Yuan... But in Yu Wenhu's eyes, it seemed that he could only see her.

Qinghe... He turned his face slightly and looked at her for a long time.

Seeing the situation in the hall at this moment, her pupils dilated and she looked panic-stricken, even the hands holding the handkerchief were trembling.

Still the same, dull and uninteresting.

"Could it be that the grand master really wants to kill the king!" Empress Yuan burst into tears, and stepped forward quickly, directly blocking Yu Wenjue. Yu Wenjue was terrified, but he just held on to Empress Yuan tightly.

He looked at Princess Qinghe, put the cold sword back into its sheath, only for a moment, turned his gaze, and went outside. Qinghe was very scared, and quickly retreated to the side of the candlestick. There was no way to retreat, and he quickly knelt down. When I got down, my body was trembling.

Yu Wenhu sneered, swaggered out of the palace gate.