[Chapter 197 Chapter 197 Empress (Extra 2)]
"What are you doing here?"
Xu Wenzhang lay weakly on the bed, looking at Han Sheng who came into the room carrying a bowl of unknown food.
His back subconsciously arched, his pair of cold eyes filled with vigilance.
Thinking of the problematic pot of tea, he gritted his teeth.
This guy coming here must be a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken with ulterior motives.
Han Sheng still looked like a pure and elegant lady: "I came to show my concern for Shaoyou."
He sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up the medicine bowl with one hand and handed it to me, every move he made was slow and elegant.
Xu Wenzhang turned over and sat cross-legged, staring at the dark soup in the bowl, hesitating and not daring to take it.
He suspected that something had been added to it.
After all, they are competitors now.
Han Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "We are master and disciple, how could I harm Shaoyou? It's just a bowl of medicine soup to nourish the blood."
He looks like a complete gentleman.
Even a gentleman would not do such a thing as secretly drugging someone.
So he is hypocritical.
Xu Wen Zhang muttered quietly in his heart.
But Han Sheng, who slapped the palm without mercy, still had the remaining prestige of a teacher. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Is it true that you didn't add anything to the tea?"
Han Sheng's slightly raised lips froze. "Nothing was added. It's just that the tea has been in the warehouse for too long, so it may have gone bad."
He looked so open and honest that no one could find any suspicion in him.
Xu Wenzhang took the tonic in his mouth and poured it into his stomach, then threw the empty bowl accurately onto the table a few meters away in front of him.
The eyebrows raised in pride say everywhere "I am very powerful, don't lie to me".
"Prince Helian has moved into Mingyuxuan. I will go and arrange for the servants to accompany him." Han Sheng said gently, "Shaoyou, you should rest well."
"What?!" Xu Wenjian almost jumped up from the bed, "You said that bastard moved into Mingyuxuan?"
His handsome face twisted for a moment, and he wished he could clench his fist and beat up that androgynous guy.
Mingyuxuan is closest to Aqing's room.
He didn't get this room at first.
It was all the fault of this hypocritically noble man in front of me. He pretended to be so noble and picked a room far away from Aqing, saying that Mingyuxuan could be used by Aqing to review memorials.
He was not allowed to live there.
Now that's good, the slutty man got the advantage for free.
Han Sheng stopped and said, "Shaoyou, please don't be rude. The prince came here on behalf of You Country and volunteered to marry a princess. Your Highness cannot refuse."
Although there was a sense of protection in his words, he hinted everywhere that the other party was using his status to coerce Yan Qing, and it was obvious that he had no good intentions when he moved into the mansion.
Xu Wenjian was straightforward and didn't care about the twists and turns. He only knew that Helian Muye was his number one enemy now.
You know, he has moved into the princess's mansion for a year, but has not yet asked for a formal status from Aqing.
I thought I would finally see the moon after waiting for the clouds to clear, but it turned out that there was someone who wanted to get the moon first by being closer to the water.
These two people want to get there first, so they have to ask for my opinion.
snort.
"Master, aren't you worried that Aqing will be kidnapped by someone?" Xu Wenzhang's eyes rolled around.
"I will not interfere with any of Your Highness's decisions." Han Sheng's face was gentle. "Prince Helian may not be here for personal reasons. Shaoyou does not need to worry too much about this."
Xu Wenjian's voice unconsciously rose: "How is it possible? He is Sima Zhao's heart!"
When they were in the military camp, many hot men liked to get close to Aqing.
Not to mention that in You Kingdom, this guy even wanted Aqing to enter the palace with him as the prince's consort.
If you say that Helian Muye has no bad thoughts about Aqing, even his noble ass won't believe it.
A faint light flashed across Han Sheng's eyes. He wondered what had happened between Helian Muye and A Qing before, which made Shaoyou care so much.
"Your Highness is visiting Shangxin Pavilion with the Prince. I will ask the kitchen to prepare some snacks. Shaoyou, you are not feeling well, so you should take a rest first."
His tone was gentle as usual, but to Xu Wenjian's ears, it sounded a little bit wrong.
Take a break.
If he continues to be as hypocritical as Han Sheng, he will never be able to win the heart of the beauty in eight or ten years.
After Han Sheng left, he quietly walked out of the room and headed towards Shangxin Pavilion.
A figure in green suddenly appeared behind the cherry tree in front of the house and stood there for a long time, looking at his back.
Xu Wenzhang used his light skills and his bright red robe fluttered in the wind.
A ray of anxiety lit up his eyes, and two thin halos appeared on his handsome face.
Perhaps it was because he was in a hurry and the blood in his chest was boiling, and his handsome face turned pale.
As soon as he stepped onto the arch bridge leading to Shangxin Pavilion, he realized that there must be something wrong with the bowl of medicine Han Sheng gave him.
Suppressing the fishy sweetness rising in his throat, he stared at the man touching Yan Qing's hand in the pavilion with wide eyes, and his pace quickened.
"A Qing~" Huanxi walked towards Yan Qing, and when she got closer, her body fell down as if she had lost strength, and she fell into Yan Qing's soft arms.
When Yan Qing saw him, he withdrew his hand that was taking Helian Muye's pulse.
The man did not want to let others know that he was born with a weak constitution, so naturally, as a doctor who had received the consultation fee, she had to keep the secret for him.
"What's happening, Shaoyou?" She caught the falling boy and immediately felt his pulse.
Xu Wenjian hugged her neck and pouted to act pitiful: "Ah Qing, am I going to die?"
Her frown smoothed slightly and she smiled, "It's just that my qi and blood are surging due to my weakness. It's nothing serious."
Helian Muye came over, with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and asked with concern: "I met the young master in a hurry in the hall and didn't have time to reminisce about the past. Why don't we chat together?"
Staring at the young man's hands tightly hugging Yan Qing, he felt it was extremely annoying.
Xu Wenjian tilted his head, and the blood that had been brewing for a long time spurted onto him.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and blocked the blood with the folding fan in his hand, his face would have been covered in blood by now.
"Aqing, I feel so uncomfortable." Xu Wenjian sniffed and nudged his head coquettishly against Yan Qing's neck.
Yan Qing held him up and said, "Your Majesty, please do as you please. I will go ahead."
After sending Xu Wenjian back to the room, she was boldly pushed down on the bed by him.
The young man with red lips and white teeth was so embarrassed that his face looked like a burning cloud.
He held her hand and pressed it against his chest, then slid it down to his abdomen: "Ah Qing, here, here, and... here."
“There’s no place that’s not uncomfortable.”
"Ah Qing, help me, please help me, okay?"
His pleading voice trembled slightly, and a drop of crystal light fell from his raven-black eyelashes.
Yan Qing could clearly feel the changes in his body and looked at him with interest: "How do you want me to help you?"
The boy lowered his head, his ears seemed to be boiled through, staring at her bright red lips and swallowing.
"This, this." He moved his lips hesitantly, then suddenly bent down and kissed the delicate lips he had been thinking about day and night.
Rolling around, sucking the dew, and gently biting and chewing.
"The young general is committing rebellion." Yan Qing laughed muffledly, and the vibration of his chest was transmitted to his heart through their close bodies.
Xu Wenjian boldly reached into her clothes and asked, "Princess, will you forgive my offense?"
Yan Qing raised an eyebrow: "Of course."
The encouraged soldiers moved forward courageously, savoring the most precious and delicious food before their eyes.
Outside the house, under the cherry tree, the pink cherry blossoms fluttered on the shoulders of the two men like snow.
Helian Muye sneered: "It doesn't seem to be a pleasant feeling to shoot yourself in the foot. You must be feeling very uncomfortable now, right?"
Han Sheng said indifferently: "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
As he turned around, the flowers that were crushed between his fingers fell from his wide sleeves.
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