Chapter 554 Choose One
Hua Qingcheng knelt on the ground pale, with her head slightly lowered, looking at the ground in front of her, tears dripping down her eyes.

From then on, the emperor's younger brother will never stand up again.

Slowly closing his eyes, he sighed deeply in his heart.

Queen Queyang prostrated herself on the ground, crying and begging Emperor Xuan to take back her life, causing Emperor Xuan to be even more furious!
"What kind of dignity is a queen of a country! Come here, drag Queen Queyang back to the palace, and don't leave the palace without my will!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves, not looking at the tear-stained old face of Empress Queyang.

The fist in the sleeve trembled slightly, and Emperor Xuan felt his heart suffocating. He suppressed his anger and said to Luo You who was standing opposite with his head slightly lowered: "Princess Jiu, I ask you, do you want to marry a deposed man?" Prince, or choose one between the third prince and the eighth prince?"

Luo You was in a state of confusion at this moment, her complexion was slightly pale, she looked up at Queen Queyang who was being dragged away from the door and kept crying, and Queen Queyang who was kneeling outside the door without saying a word, her watery eyes looked coldly at her. The eldest princess frowned tightly.

Emperor Xuan put his hands behind his back, looked at the nine princesses with their heads down, and sighed.

"That's all! I'll give you three days. After three days, come into the palace and tell me who you want to marry. At that time, I will give you a marriage order. Go down!"

After thanking Emperor Xuan, Luoyou left the imperial study room, walked to Hua Qingcheng who was kneeling at the door of the imperial study room, and watched her hesitate to speak.

With a final sigh, he walked past her and out.

Hua Qingcheng knelt on the ground and looked at Emperor Xuan, with five finger marks clearly visible on his pale face: "Father, my daughter does not ask the emperor to restore the crown prince, but only asks the father to treat him kindly. Now, Li'er has a burden Seriously injured, heart and lung damaged, he is my daughter's younger brother, father's most beloved son, my daughter implores father not to blame him!"

With his back facing the door, Emperor Xuan's face softened a little, and his tough heart softened a little.

That was the son he held in his palm since he was a child, and now he was lying in the East Palace, and Fang Zeyin said that he would not take the medicine stone and wanted to die with all his heart.

Emperor Xuan waved his hand, and there was indescribable exhaustion in his voice: "Go down."

Hua Qingcheng listened to the slight relaxation in his tone, and her hanging heart was relieved.

After bidding farewell to Emperor Xuan, she went straight to the East Palace.

Now that the mother and queen are grounded, the father has put the initiative in Luo You's hands again.

Hua Qingcheng doesn't think that Luo You can give up his glory and wealth to follow the deposed prince.

……

After Shangguan Liangyue adjusted her breath for a day, the golden halo in her eyes became brighter again.

Early the next morning, she was taken to Dongyuan by the maid Yu'er.

Huamanlou on the bed had already loosened her underwear and gauze.

Seeing her coming, she smiled slightly: "Come here? I'll wait for you for a while."

Shangguan Liangyue burned the dagger red with an open flame and let it cool down before picking up the stitches on his chest.

Hua Manlou didn't feel the pain, but felt his flesh twitching and stiff, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

Without looking at the expression on his face, Shangguan Liangyue concentrated on picking out all the threads, then put the dagger on the table, cleaned her hands and began to use her fingertips to extract the threads from his wound.

Every time he smoked one, he felt his body stiffen.

Taking a light look at the corners of his slightly twitching eyes, Shangguan Liangyue began to concentrate on pulling up the thread again.

After a long while, he finally pulled out all the black thread on his chest, disinfected it with spirits, applied some medicine, wrapped it with gauze, and stood up.

After washing his hands and drying them, he looked at Hua Manlou who was wearing an underwear on the bed and said, "Your injury is healed today. Tomorrow, I want to see Emperor Rong."

(End of this chapter)

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