Chapter 2170

"The slave is just a eunuch, and he doesn't like people's rights." The eunuch general manager, after a long sentence, suddenly seemed to think of something. He looked at he Lianxiu in surprise and asked, "Emperor Is there someone you like? "

“…… No He Lianxiu was asked by the eunuch manager, and his heart suddenly jumped, like a word covering something. He quickly said a word, then turned around and said: "let's go back to the palace."

Looking at he Lianxiu like this, the eunuch general manager was hard to doubt. He was a little frightened and looked at he Lianxiu. He entered the bedroom, as if he thought of something, and his eyes widened slightly.

Today, listening to the meaning of our emperor's words, how can there be a meaning of not seeking?

Eunuch manager immediately thought that he Lianxiu had said that he wanted to marry Jing Yue. When the ninth imperial concubine was not the ninth imperial concubine, when the emperor was still the prince, it seemed that he had such a thing!?

Does the emperor still think of the nine imperial concubines!?

That's why, after so many years, I never forget nine imperial concubines, and even don't go to the harem!?

The more the eunuch manager thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and his eyes were full of worry. If Jing Yue was not the ninth imperial concubine, it would be better to do, but Jing Yue was the ninth imperial concubine, and even the mother of two children.

This

Don't even think about it.

The eunuch general manager broke his heart at this moment. If he Lianxiu knew his casual question, he would make this person think so much. He would control his mouth next time. He was very calm and stepped into his bedroom.

Today, when I stepped into this bedroom, I felt something else.

A faint smell of blood.

He Lianxiu's face changed instantly. When he turned his head to the inner room, he saw the man lying on the ground. His body was full of bloodstains and the house was burning incense. The smell was very strong. The pale face on the ground was not Feng Moqing, who was it.

"Damn..." Looking at this scene, he Lianxiu's heart almost jumped out. He quickly went to help Feng Moqing sit up and looked at the wound on Feng Moqing's body. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but there was so much blood.

At first sight, it's a wound that hasn't been bandaged for a long time.

"Are you crazy?" He Lianxiu's eyes were full of anger and said, "I know I can bandage it. Why don't I? Waiting to die? "

"Cough..." Feng Mo Qing narrowed her eyes weakly, looked at he Lianxiu and said, "if it's bandaged, how can you play bitter meat in front of you?"

"You..." He Lianxiu took a deep breath and said no more. He helped Feng Moqing to sit down on one side of the chair, and hurriedly rummaged through the boxes to find something like emergency dressing gauze.

Feng Mo Qing gasped a little, looked at the wound on his body, stretched out his hand to take off his clothes, the exposed upper body, a quite deep bloodstain on the left chest, in addition to the wound, you can see that there are many scars on Feng Mo Qing's body.

"If it's deeper, you'll go to hell." He Lianxiu looked at Feng Mo Qing's wound and his face was slightly chilly.

"I'm very lucky. I haven't married you yet. How can I have the heart to see the king of hell?" Feng Mo Qing looks at He Lian Xiu who is taking medicine for himself, and a faint smile appears in his eyes. He says calmly.

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