...
Hua Ruyu stared blankly at Zhao Wujiang's cheek, her sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes had a fierce bearing. Her eyes were filled with water. When she heard Zhao Wujiang's words, her nose suddenly sore and tears came out of her eyes.
She hugged Zhao Wujiang's waist tightly, pressed her head tightly against Zhao Wujiang's chest, and cried out:
"sorry!
I just... miss... my husband so much...
Brother Zhao, you have his...aura, as sharp as a sword...
I couldn't help myself..."
Hua Ruyu cried so hard that her delicate body kept rubbing against Zhao Wujiang, and she hugged Zhao Wujiang tighter and tighter.
"I understand, sister-in-law." Zhao Wujiang comforted him. He patted Hua Ruyu's back and kept uttering words of comfort.
At the same time, the hatred in his heart grew again. The Faceless Man killed Qi Lin, and the man in blue shirt who was suspected to be the Faceless Man's subordinate also took action against him. The two hatreds superimposed on each other and became stronger.
He had previously speculated that the Faceless Man and Xiaoyao King should be members of the Qianlong Sect, and the relationship between the two was unknown.
But now he has a bolder and more shocking guess, that is, the Faceless Man and the Xiaoyao King are actually the same person.
Although he had no concrete evidence, his intuition told him that this guess was most likely true.
If this is the case, this Xiaoyao King is too powerful... Zhao Wujiang sighed, feeling the delicate body in his arms constantly sobbing and shaking, and the clothes on his chest were wet with tears.
After a long while, Hua Ruyu's sobbing slowed down, and Zhao Wujiang discovered that Hua Ruyu had fallen asleep at some point, with raindrops on her pretty face, and she was sobbing slightly from time to time.
He wanted to put the sleeping Hua Ruyu on the bed and lie down, but although Hua Ruyu was sleeping soundly, she kept hugging his waist tightly. He tried hard to break it open, but he couldn't. Use more strength, but worry about waking up Hua Ruyu.
Then he had no choice but to give up, sigh, and let Hua Ruyu rest in his arms.
More than an hour later, there was a knock on the door:
"Master, I need to go home..."
Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows and heard Jia Ersan's voice outside the door. Jia Ersan meant that something in the palace was calling him back.
Jia Ersan has been hiding in the dark outside the house to protect him. He can know the situation in the palace. It seems that there is an emergency in the palace. Through the special communication skills between the Long Yin guards, he notifies Jia Ersan. Then he was ordered to summon Zhao Wujiang back to the palace.
The sound of knocking on the door also woke Hua Ruyu up. Hua Ruyu slowly opened her eyes, panicked and let go of her arms to leave Zhao Wujiang's embrace. Her pretty face was flushed, and she gathered her hair in embarrassment. He didn't dare to look directly into Zhao Wujiang's eyes.
"Sister-in-law, I have something important to leave." Zhao Wujiang stood up to leave and said, "If anything happens, please send someone to inform me."
Hua Ruyu hummed softly.
Zhao Wujiang nodded, left the wing, and quickly rushed to the palace with Jia Ersan. He was a little nervous. What on earth was going on? Xuanyuan Jing actually wanted to summon him urgently through the Long Yin Guard.
...
Yangxin Hall, the emperor's bedroom.
The palace maids and eunuchs around the palace have been dispersed, and six dragon hidden guards are hiding around the palace to guard against possible changes.
In the palace, the empress was walking around anxiously with her hands behind her back.
On the floor, there is a wooden stretcher. On the stretcher lies an old man with a face as bright as gold paper. Eight Long Yin guards including Jia Jiujiu are constantly instilling Qi into the old man.
The Long Yin Guard came back and brought back this old man. Originally the empress didn't care about it, but according to the Long Yin Guard's report, this old man was most likely an eyewitness to the death of the late emperor. He knew that the late emperor had passed away. The truth of collapse.
This made the empress happy, surprised, and worried at the same time. The old man's condition was really bad, and he might not die soon. If Long Yinwei's martial arts skills hadn't been great, and he used his true energy to forcefully continue his life, he might have died on the way. middle.
The empress wanted to save the old man, but now she had no one she could trust in the Imperial Hospital. She could only summon Zhao Wujiang, who was highly skilled in medicine, to quickly return to the palace to treat the old man.
She walked around anxiously, why hasn't Zhao Wujiang returned to the palace yet?
"Squeak." With a loud sound, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Wujiang and Jia Ersan walked in quickly.
Zhao Wujiang saw the old man lying on the stretcher on the floor at a glance. Beside the old man were eight dragon hidden guards in dark blue robes and azure masks, guarding him and constantly instilling Qi.
The empress was overjoyed, her heart suddenly relaxed, and she hurried forward to greet her, her tone unprecedentedly solemn:
"Quickly, find a way to cure him, for sure!"
Zhao Wujiang roughly knew what was going on. This old man must be an extremely important person, but he didn't know what was involved.
He walked quickly towards the old man. As soon as he got within three feet of the old man, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped into a stormy sea. It was difficult to move forward an inch, and there were several powerful and unparalleled auras locking him.
At the same time, Long Yinwei said loudly:
"Don't get close! Get back quickly!"
"Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance and should be handled by people from the Taiyuan Hospital. Who is this boy?"
