My country is dying

Chapter 142 Unless You Die

The rain was still pouring, and as soon as Mi Le entered his arms, it seemed as if all the strength in his body had been exhausted, and he passed out directly.

When Mi Le woke up again, there was the sound of rain all around her. She was lying on a big rock in a cave, and there were flames flickering not far away.

After moving his body, he realized that he seemed to be grabbing something. When he raised his head, he saw Hou Junli's dark patterned robes not far away. He was sitting by the side with downcast eyes, and there was a jug of wine in his hand.

Memories before coma flooded into his mind, and Mi Le sat up in an instant, but felt dizzy for a while, and fell directly to the ground.

The man caught her.

Mi Le met his gaze, his eyes were deep and dark, and his face was as sinking as water.

Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other.

Mi Le suddenly pushed him away, and his limp body fell directly to the ground. Hou Junli didn't notice, and just watched her forehead hit the stone.

"Are you okay?"

He quickly picked her up.

Mi Le couldn't breathe due to the pain on his forehead, so he touched it with his hand, and only then did he touch the blood on his hand.

Hou Junli obviously also saw her wound, and immediately clasped her hand: "Don't move!"

He took a porcelain bottle and sprinkled the powder inside on Mi Le's wound. Mi Le flinched in pain, and then covered her forehead with a cloth strip, and he was bandaging her wound.

After waiting for Hou Junli to finish bandaging, Mi Le met his gaze again, with a sneer on his lips: "Does the regent always like to use this method every time? Slapping a sweet date has been tried repeatedly."

Hou Junli's eyes darkened: "You just got rid of the fever, don't talk too much."

burn?
Mi Le vaguely remembered that someone wiped her face when she was unconscious, and she thought it was just a dream... Wait, wipe your face!

She suddenly looked down at the clothes on her body, and was relieved when she saw that they were still the same clothes as before, but when she looked at Hou Junli again, her heart ached again.

"Prince Regent." She stared at him, "Actually, you don't need to work so hard. Although the late emperor had no princes, there are not no suitable candidates in the royal family. I heard that the youngest son of King Qi was stupid at the age of three, so he should be better than you." It is more suitable for me, if I die, you can assist him to inherit the throne, and that child is definitely an obedient emperor, for you, there will be no harm at all."

Hou Junli's expression didn't change when he heard that, he just took a sip from the wine jug at the side, his expression was dull and his eyes were cold.

If he didn't speak, Mi Le couldn't guess his thoughts even more. After a moment of silence, he said again: "I used to think that I might try to be a good emperor, but that day, I saw so many people die by my own hands." Then I realized I couldn't do it."

Seeing that Hou Junli was still silent and just drinking, Mi Le suddenly reached out to take his jug and took a sip as well, then looked at him as if mustering up his courage: "Since the matter has come to this, why don't I just drink it?" Let's talk about it with you, I don't want to be the emperor anymore, if you want to, I will give you the emperor right away, or what do you want to do with it?"

Hou Junli finally looked at her, but only glanced coolly, then took the flagon from her hand, and went to drink.

Miller immediately went to grab it.

Both of their hands fell on the flagon. Seeing that he was about to lose his grip, Mi Le immediately stretched out his other hand, clasped the mouth and bottom of the bottle firmly, and stared at him intently: "You are deaf!" Alright? I'm talking to you!"

"Yes." Hou Junli lightly raised his slender eyebrows, "Unless you are dead."

Miller gasped.

　It's five shifts every day, don't say I'm less

　　
　
(End of this chapter)