Chapter 34 Hug Her
Chen Fu hid behind His Majesty with an embarrassed look on her face, and stretched out her hand to cover it.
But in summer, thin skirts are worn less than usual, so even if the neck is covered, other parts of the body are still exposed.
Shen Fu looked at a loss, covering her chest, her eyes almost red with anxiety.
Xiao Yu stood beside him and watched for a while, then his burning gaze gradually moved away. But when his eyes looked down, they accidentally fell on her foot. He was sure that she must have just sprained her foot and was curled up slightly because of the pain.
His eyebrows knitted tightly together, he turned his head and shouted outside, "Go back to the Qianqing Palace."
Lin An was kneeling outside. He was temporarily relieved after hearing the voice. Just now, when he was outside and lifted the curtain, he was so scared that his face turned pale.
Thinking of the look from His Majesty just now, Lin An's heart was trembling.
Lin An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and finally calmed down. He kicked away the young eunuch who had just made a mistake and raised his hand to let the people behind him follow.
The imperial staff was raised again, and Chen Fu covered her chest with her hands. I couldn't help shaking a little because I was not standing steadily at the moment of ups and downs.
At this moment, a hand reached out from the side and held her arm firmly.
The summer clothes were thin, and the palm was placed on her arm. Through the thin layer of gauze, she could clearly feel the heat.
Shen Fu looked down at the hand on her arm, then quietly opened her eyes and looked up.
His Majesty was standing beside her, his tall and straight figure giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Shen Fu was close, and could clearly feel the increasingly heavy aura coming from him.
Having served His Majesty for such a long time, she naturally understood why this was the case.
Chen Fu remained motionless, just lowered her eyes, her gaze gently falling on the palm of her hand resting on her arm.
For a moment, the only sounds inside the palace were the breathing of two people.
Only when the noise stopped did she timidly raise her eyes. Beside him, Xiao Yu noticed the cautious gaze and raised his eyes to look down.
Shen Fu has a slender figure, but she is considered tall compared to people of her age.
But standing alone in front of him, she looked extremely petite.
Because she grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, her voice was soft and tender. When she met his gaze, the tips of her ears turned slightly red.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
The woman's voice was hesitant and somewhat tender. Xiao Yu glanced down and saw the woman's eyes were filled with tears.
Somehow I thought of Shen Ronghua.
Shen Ronghua was like this at night, with a timid voice and soft, boneless hands wrapped around herself, which was extremely lovable.
Not only does Chen Fu look similar, but she also looks exactly like her with tears in her eyes and an innocent and pitiful look.
Perhaps because he was thinking about what happened that night for no reason, Xiao Yu's eyes gradually became heavy.
"Is it possible for you to leave by yourself?" His Majesty's voice was low and hoarse.
"Sure." Shen Fu pretended not to hear.
Biting her lip, as if trying to hold back the pain, she nodded with certainty: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xiao Yu looked down at the person in his arms. The woman bit her lips lightly, her eyes filled with tears, a few drops of tears in her red eye circles.
This pitiful and timid appearance was more and more similar to Shen Ronghua on the bed.
Xiao Yu looked at her deeply for a few times, his throat churning, and after a long time, the hand that was holding her arm finally let go inch by inch.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shen Fu said calmly.
She was polite in her actions and didn't try to flirt with anyone. He let the Emperor's gaze fall on him and turned around without looking back.
Xiao Yu rubbed his fingertips, watching the woman pretending to be strong and pretending not to feel any pain. Holding the hem of her skirt with both hands, she was staggering as she was about to step down from the throne.
Just seeing her trembling appearance, his brows furrowed.
Looking at the woman swaying from side to side while enduring the pain, he felt inexplicably annoyed.
Shen Fu was about to go down holding up her skirt when she heard footsteps behind her. The tall and straight figure fell behind her, and then the Emperor bent down and picked up the person horizontally.
"Wan..." Shen Fu exclaimed, and then she fell into the arms of His Majesty.
She turned her head blankly, her eyes fell on the gloomy face, but she was speechless for a moment.
"Long live the Lord."
Outside the imperial procession, Lin An and others were standing aside waiting. When they heard the voice, they turned around, but their eyes widened in fear.
His Majesty actually personally carried Miss Chen Fu in his arms and walked down from the imperial carriage.
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