When Spring Comes

Hey? He didn't respond to such pressure? Huachun blinked, adding some strength to her hand, and looking at the emperor's expression carefully, she still didn't respond.

Where's the wound? At a loss, she reached out and took off his shirt.

There was a thick white cloth wrapped around his flat chest, but there was no trace of blood. No matter how she pressed it, there was no pain on his face.

Looking down, there are neat six pack abs, which feels very comfortable to the touch.

After slapped her hand, Hua Chun shook her head, returned to the focus, stared at the emperor and asked, "Isn't it stabbed in the chest?"

"Yeah." The emperor nodded, "Same as you last time."

What? Hua Chun tilted his head and thought about it carefully. His grandma's, he did what she did when she was fighting for the restaurant. He put something on his chest, so he wasn't hurt at all?

His face turned dark, Huachun's breath sank his dantian, his hands were stroked in the air, and he shouted angrily: "Overwhelming! Ha!"

She was slammed in the chest, and the emperor snorted and said, "You are a crime."

"You bite me!" Huachun's eyes were red again: "If you are not injured, you don't have to give a summary of the situation. Seeing that others are nervous for you, are you very happy?"

Did she really think he was going to die, and after suffering for so long, the result was false? ! If it weren't for he was the emperor, she really wanted to make up for him right now.

Yu Wenjie pursed his lips, his eyes were dark and gleaming: "I gave you a reminder that there must be some arrangement for letting you enter the palace in the middle of the night. When I saw me coming back from injury, you did not react. I overestimated me. Your wisdom."

Blame her in turn? Huachun didn't get angry, but just straddled the emperor, lifted his butt, and sat down suddenly: "Mount Tai is on top!"

"Hmm." Yu Wenjie frowned: "You are really lawless, don't you remember your identity?"

"Members remember, do you remember the emperor?" Huachun glared at him: "Since you are a minister, what did you bite my lips for?"

After a slight pause, the emperor said, "It's fun."

"If you have fun, you can bite casually?!" Huachun glared at him: "Then I can bite casually?"

With his eyes sinking slightly, the emperor stretched his hands around her waist and whispered, "No."

"Then what's the truth, your Majesty?" Huachun struggled: "Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lights?"

"You can get back in revenge." The emperor said generously, "But don't harm others."

Hua Chun was taken aback, and looked down at him inconceivably: "The emperor meant to let his ministers go back?"

The emperor defaults.

Looking at his calm look, she suddenly wanted to laugh a little, curled her mouth and asked him: "The emperor thinks, what kind of two people can kiss?"

This question was really strange, and the emperor looked at her with a surprised look: "A kiss still needs conditions?"

Sure enough, he was a heartless and romantic emperor! Huachun sank in her heart and said, "In the world of ministers, only those who love can kiss."

Fall in love? Yu Wenjie's heart jumped, and the hand that was holding her waist loosened subconsciously.

The waist was empty for a while, and Hua Chun consciously climbed out of the bed and stood by the bed and said: "No kidding, the minister can probably understand the purpose of the emperor's actions tonight, because the emperor has not informed in advance that the minister is true tonight. The performance has already shocked everyone, and then I am waiting for King Xixia to respond."

Later, he didn't listen to what she said, and only asked: "You were just kidding?"

"Otherwise?" Huachun lowered his eyes and said, "What is the difference between asking the emperor to talk about feelings and changing the tiger to a vegetarian diet? The minister is not stupid, and he knows exactly what to do in what position."

The words make sense, but why does he always feel that something is wrong? Yu Wenjie frowned, feeling a bit complicated for a while.

"It's getting late, so the minister went to the side hall to sleep." Hua Chun said: "Since the emperor is not injured, then he must act well next."

After that, turn around and leave.

"Hua Jinghua." The emperor called her.

Hua Chun did not return, but stopped: "The minister is here."

Yu Wenjie pursed his lips. He is not a talking person. He has a lot of thoughts in his heart and he doesn't know how to express him. Looking at her back, he opened his mouth, and finally he could only say, "Let's rest."

"Yes." Huachun raised her foot and continued to move forward.

The door of the palace opened and closed, and Duke Qin came in and said, "The emperor, the Furong Palace sent many letters out of the palace overnight, and they were all stopped. Do you want to go over them now?"

Yu Wenjie stretched out his hand, and Gong Gong Qin handed over the letters.

The envoys of Xixia didn't know what was wrong, and they all wrote to ask King Xixia to allocate ten gold mines to the beams according to what they had originally said, and let King Xixia come here to make amends in person.

Although this was what he wanted, however, he hadn't died yet, and Liang's soldiers had not moved, so these people were so scared?

"The prime minister... would that be fierce outside?" he asked in a low voice.

Qin Gonggong pursed his lips just to be realistic. The emperor used some medicine, and his internal breath was disordered and unconscious, so he didn't know what was happening outside. But now I'm going to talk about it, Duke Qin didn't know where to start. He hesitated for a long time before saying:

"The prime minister angered the envoy of Xixia and said that he lived and died with the emperor. If the emperor is unpredictable today, he will let you Huangquan. If the emperor is safe from heaven, he will crusade Xixia for the emperor and expand the land of Liang."

Yu Wenjie shook, his eyes widened slightly, dark light flowing in his eyes.

"He... Is that what he said?"

"Yes."

Pursing his lips, the emperor slipped the letter into Duke Qin's hand and got up to get out of bed.

"The emperor!" Duke Qin hurriedly stopped him: "You are seriously injured now. You can't walk around at will."

It would be bad if someone found out that he was wearing a helper. After all, there was still a ignorant Prince Xi in the palace. If he knew about it, he might do anything to harm others and himself.

The emperor pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and looked at him and said, "Then you invite the prime minister to come, saying that I am critically ill."

Duke Qin: "..." The prime minister is not stupid. After knowing the truth, how can he still believe that the emperor will be critically ill?

However, the emperor looked up at him, his eyes burning, like when he was very young when he was asked to go up the tree to pick off the kite hanging on the branch for him.

After sighing, Duke Qin still turned and went to the side hall.

Huachun was so angry that he sat cross-legged on the bed, with words of righteous thoughts, and cursed Yu Wenjie from head to toe, almost 360 degrees without side leakage.

"Squeak--" The door opened, and she said without thinking: "Duke Qin, the officer is very tired, and doesn't want to do anything except sleep."

Bite the scalp and stand in front of Prime Minister Hua, Qin Gonggong smiled and said, "The old slave understands the feelings of the Prime Minister, but the emperor wants to see you."

"I don't want to see him." Huachun gritted his teeth: "I still have to save my life and continue to do things for the beamer. I can't be mad at him!"

Duke Qin was silent, her current behavior is actually fatal, after all, the holy order cannot be violated. But... well, who made the emperor different from the prime minister, this temper is more difficult than the harem empress, the emperor will not blame it.

"It's about Xixia." He sighed: "The prime minister should go there."

Xixia? Huachun frowned. Now that the emperor digs this big pit, he has buried Xixia to death. What else is there to say?

Thinking so in her heart, she still stood up and walked out.

The emperor leaned on the head of the bed, frowned and watched her come in, and then said solemnly: "You may need to watch me here."

"why?"

"Because of your loyal fist today, if you don't watch the night and go back to sleep by yourself, people will definitely notice that my injury is not serious, and the threat to Xixia will be untenable." Yu Wenjie said solemnly: "You should also do the show. Full set."

It sounds like it makes sense, Hua Chun pursed her lips, looked back at Duke Qin and said, "Then please take my quilt over and I will make a floor."

Duke Qin smiled: "Prime Minister, the night watch cannot sleep. If you are very sleepy, you can lie down beside the dragon bed for a while."

Is this Nima horrible? Huachun started to sympathize with herself in an instant, and she couldn't sleep well and was brought over to do a show, and she could only sleep beside the bed!

Angrily glanced at the dragon bed, Hua Chun said: "The minister has worked so hard, should the emperor return the salary that has been fined?"

"Yes." The emperor nodded, "If everything goes smoothly, I can give you a premium."

"Okay." She immediately balanced her heart, moved the stool and sat on his bedside: "Then you can rest."

Qin Gonggong retired, and the emperor lay down again, Huachun sat solemnly.

After half an hour, her waist bends a little.

After half an hour, she was lying on the bedstring.

At the second clock, Huachun slept peacefully in the arms of the emperor.

Yuwenjie hooked her lips, pressed her as usual, and closed her eyes steadily.

On the second day, the ministers in the court received the news of the assassination of the emperor. He Changan hurried into the palace and saw Hua Chun standing at the gate of the Zichen Hall, talking to the courtiers.

"Xixia small country dare to commit such a crime. If it is not severely punished, how can other countries obey my leader?" Prime Minister Hua gritted his teeth: "Whether the leader will send troops this time depends on Xixia's reaction."

All the officials nodded in agreement.

"The prime minister." He Changan looked at her anxiously: "How is the emperor's injuries?"

Hua Chun said with a grieving expression: "The injury is serious. Although there is no worry about his life, he has not been too sober. I stayed all night last night, and the emperor has been talking nonsense in a daze."

With a tight heart, He Changan hurried to the apse.

The emperor was silently recuperating. No one had been seen, but Duke Qin let him in.

"Your Majesty!" He Changan called out worriedly when he walked to the inner hall.

As a result, I saw Yu Wenjie sitting on the bed with vigor and reading the military books, his hands still following the painting above, his face was ruddy and vigorous.

He Changan: "..."