There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 78

Qin Yao was firmly protected by Xuanyuan Ying in his arms, and he could even hear Xuanyuan Ying's strong heartbeat clearly.
When he raised his head, he bumped into that handsome face, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his narrow, deep and dark Danfeng eyes were worried and flustered,

"Is there any injury?"

Xuanyuan Ying let go of Qin Yao, and his eyes scanned Qin Yao back and forth.

"I am fine."

Qin Yao's eyes were so complicated that she forgot the concubine she had been talking about since her rebirth, and called herself me,

She didn't expect that he would appear, let alone that he would protect her, because she never took Xuanyuan Ying's words seriously.

"It's okay, I'm here alone, no one can hurt Yaoyao."

Xuanyuan Ying took Qin Yao back into his arms, Qin Yao's invisible handsome face was sullen and hostile, and his phoenix eyes fell sharply on Concubine Hui,
All the people present widened their eyes for a moment, their hearts had already set off turbulent waves, following them out to hunt for the past few days,

They already knew that the emperor loves the empress, but they didn't expect it to reach this point.

The maids and eunuchs in Concubine Hui's Palace all knelt down on the ground with a plop, shaking like chaff, it's over, it's over.

"Your Majesty, you are injured."

The faint smell of blood mixed with ambergris lingered, Qin Yao frowned, and wanted to get out of Xuanyuan Ying's arms, thinking that Xuanyuan Ying still had injuries on his shoulders, he didn't dare to move, so he could only remind him aloud.

"It's okay, Yaoyao is fine."

Xuanyuan Ying let Qin Yao go, seeing Qin Yao's frowning worry, her thin lips curled up unconsciously,
He wanted to raise his hand to rub Qin Yao's head, but his arm was held by Qin Yao. Qin Yao frowned and reprimanded in a cold voice,
"Don't move when you're hurt."

What's the matter with this unscrupulous junior, don't you know that the injury hurts? The injury on the shoulder is the same, and the injury on the arm is also the same.

Qin Yao's tone was fierce, and the whisk held in Deshan's hand shook violently, wanting to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

In this world, only the empress dared to talk to the emperor like this, she couldn't help but look up at Xuanyuan Ying secretly,

However, he saw that the emperor who was worshiped like a god in his daily life, who stood high above the ninety-five, was not only not angry, but also looked at the empress and smiled.

Deshan: "..."

Concubine Hui was held down by two nuns, her eyes were red as she watched the scene in front of her, how could this be possible, how could the emperor,

But in just three days, what kind of sorcery did this bitch Qin Yao perform on the emperor? The emperor must hate this bitch Qin Yao very much.

Concubine Hui's eyes were too resentful, Xuanyuan Ying's expression froze, and his gaze shifted from Qin Yao to Concubine Hui,
"Deshan, let the Minister of Rites enter the palace and explain to Gu how he raised such a good daughter."

Leng Han's voice was piercing and almost ruthless. In one sentence, he didn't question Concubine Hui at all.

However, Concubine Hui felt ashamed all over her body, and the emperor didn't even want to say a word to her in the end.
She didn't intend to hurt the emperor, she just hurt the queen's cat, did the emperor want to be so heartless? !

"Hey, the old slave will do it now."

Seeing Concubine Hui's distressed appearance, Deshan felt emotional. He still remembered that Concubine Hui played the pipa very well.

Thinking of meeting the scarred and dying cat in the arms of the girl in Luliu just now, she shook her head and sighed, and hurried down.

(End of this chapter)