There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 152
Even though he didn't know what Emperor Chu asked her to do, Yang Churuo followed him nervously, followed him through the gate of the main courtyard, bypassed the bluestone path, and came to a sandstorm pavilion surrounded by hundreds of flowers, abandoning all the servants.

"Are you going to keep your head down like this?" In front of her, a slightly cold and arrogant voice looked down at her.

"Raise your head."

The voice was almost an order, so Yang Churuo had to raise his head.What caught my eyes was a handsome and heroic man who was so beautiful that no adjectives could describe it.

This man, whom she had met a few times, was the handsome man who played the flute and played chess with her under the moon, and even helped her bandage the wound himself.

In the past, he was dressed in fluttering white clothes. Although there was more or less arrogance on his face, he was also gentle and elegant, elegant and elegant.Now, he is dressed in a dragon robe, with a heroic appearance and an overpowering aura. Every move he makes has a sense of arrogance that has been at the top for a long time. It seems that he has changed. The only thing that remains the same is his suffocatingly beautiful appearance.

Yang Churuo's mouth moved, not knowing what to say.

If he didn't know his identity, or if he didn't appear as the emperor, maybe she and him could still be as natural as before, but now, this situation is too embarrassing.

In his eyes, she was just a failed show girl, or a lowly court lady.

And her status is very different from him, so she is not qualified to say anything to him.

"You already guessed my identity, didn't you?" Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Chu Yuchen spoke first, and approached Yang Churuo step by step, holding Yang Churuo's sharp and thin jaw with her bluish white and boneless hands. His eyes stared straight at all the expressions on Yang Churuo's face.

Yang Churuo's scissored eyes flickered, and she turned away, unwilling to meet his eyes, and said in a low voice, "The emperor already knew the identity of the servant."

Chu Yuchen half-closed his eyes, a half-smile smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he let go of the hand hooking her chin, "When did you guess my identity?"

"When the emperor sets up a real dragon chess game and sends it to the Chuxiu Palace, and promises to play three chess pieces, he can get a decree and or be canonized as a nobleman." Yang Churuo pondered for a while, still concealing the fact.

"So, you want to be my woman, and you want to get my special purpose, so you will lay down those three sunspots?"

"Yes." Yang Churuo said directly without thinking.

If she said no, it was nothing more than deceiving herself and others, and she couldn't hide it from him, so it's better to be more straightforward.

Chu Yuchen's lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling slowly faded away, and he didn't speak for a long time, and the scene was a little weird for a moment.

Just when Yang Churuo was guessing how Chu Yuchen would react, he heard Yang Yuchen suddenly change the subject and said lightly, "Does your hand hurt?"

Yang Churuo was stunned, and before he could react, he was dragged by Chu Yuchen to sit on the gazebo, his bloody hands were reflected in his dark eyes as deep as an ancient well.

"Bring the medicine." Chu Yuchen stretched out his hand.

Yang Churuo was a little restless, wanted to get up, but was pushed down again, looked up at Chu Yuchen, and saw that there was an irresistible majesty and domineering on Chu Yuchen's handsome face.

Yang Churuo could only endure the discomfort in his hands, took out the cool powder from his sleeve, and handed it to Chu Yuchen.

"You can't touch the water with your hands, you can't lift heavy objects, and you can't pull hard, otherwise, you will be useless."

Yang Churuo felt relieved inexplicably.

Because Chu Yuchen's voice is soft and gentle, there is an illusion of warmth and warmth, and a strong sense of security exudes from him, especially in his eyes, which reflect her. The bloody fingers were still stained with distress.

Distressed... How could it be distressed? Did she misread it?
Yang Churuo looked again, but saw that Chu Yuchen's eyes were flat, like a pool of stagnant water, without any expression at all, which undoubtedly gave Yang Churuo an illusion.

"Except for Qingliangsan, don't use other medicines for the time being." Chu Yuchen carefully wiped the medicines for her, and said lightly, his heart was filled with uncontrollable distress, but his distress was hidden in his emotions Inside.

"it is good……"

In the distance, there is a graceful woman in luxurious and gorgeous clothes, her face turns blue and red.

She never thought that the emperor would... actually bandage this woman's wound himself?

Isn't the emperor not close to women?Although she was loved by the emperor before, the emperor has never been so gentle to her... let alone bandaging the wound himself?
She knew, she knew that Su Qin had a charming face. The emperor would definitely be seduced by her when he saw her. Unexpectedly, it was so fast...so fast...

(End of this chapter)