110 The emperor’s teacher (48)_1
The plague in the city of Wei was miraculously cured, and the people called it a miracle.
..
A familiar pain lingered in her heart, and a blurry outline appeared in front of her eyes. It was still the clean corner of the snow-colored clothes.
Was it Shen qingye?
Chu yanhuan blinked slowly, her long, curled eyelashes quivering uncontrollably, as if they were about to cover her again.
He had just woken up and was about to faint again?
The young girl’s light-colored lips curled into a bitter smile, and her pale fingertips drooped down weakly.
Chu yanhuan knew that the laws were rejecting her.
His vision slowly blurred, and his vision slowly twisted …
“Yan Huan, wake up.”
Her shoulders were held by a pair of slender hands, and the other party was shaking slightly. The girl’s eyes gradually became clear.
When she saw who the other party was, her brows immediately relaxed. She mumbled to Chen Qingyu and acted coquettishly, what are you doing? I’m too sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer …
The Prime Minister forced a smile, picked up the teacup, and brought it to Chu yanhuan’s lips. He coaxed her gently, “”You’ve been sleeping the whole afternoon. Get up and have some water.”
The young girl did not reply to him. Her head was lowered, and her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders and covered her back.
Shen Qingyu shook her with a trembling hand, and the young girl’s body softly fell to the ground.
Endless fear filled her heart, and at that moment, Chen Qingyu felt that her heart was about to stop beating.
Blood trickled down the corners of Chu yanhuan’s lips. One drop after another, it dripped onto her pale face, making her look even more strange and enchanting.
The desolate white contrasted against the enchanting red.
Shen Qingyu pursed her lips and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of the girl’s lips, but she couldn’t wipe it clean. Her snow-white fingertips were stained with blood.
Yan Huan, Yan Huan, don’t scare me …
you liar, you promised to accompany me until my hair turns white. How long has it been …
It was as if he was possessed. His exquisite eyes flashed with a fine light, and his extremely black pupils were scattered at this moment.
..
That night, the entire Imperial physician’s Institute was busy the entire night before they managed to pull Chu yanhuan back from the gates of hell.
Shen Qingyu had been standing by her side the whole time, holding her hand tightly.
He could clearly feel it.
Something was slowly and clearly breaking. Pieces of warm remains were still wandering in her heart. It was as if even his bones were screaming in pain.
..
He barely managed to open his eyes.
A bright blade light came towards her, the reflected light almost piercing Chu yanhuan’s eyes.
The knife was aimed at her chest.
Chu yanhuan’s pupils shrank. She subconsciously wanted to hide, but she woke up Shen Qingyu, who was lying by the bed. Her eyes were misty for a moment, and then they became clear.
Then, Chen Qingyu saw a scene that almost made him black out.
Without any time to think, the Prime Minister reached out and hugged the girl in front of him, turning his back to the sharp dagger.
Chu yanhuan’s pupils contracted sharply and her eyes widened in fear. no!
The dagger pierced through Chen Qingyu’s back.
In a fit of rage, the Empress used all her strength to slap the female assassin, leaving her on the verge of death.
Chu yanhuan’s hands trembled as she held onto Shen Qingyu. Her pale lips curled up slightly as she said, “”It’s alright, it’s alright … It’s on the right.”
It’s not where the heart is. That’s good, that’s good.
The corners of the Prime Minister’s eyes curved into crescents as he smiled gently. He reached out to hug the young girl in front of him and kissed the top of her head.
“I love you …”
Shen Qingyu had never told Chu yanhuan about this.
His heart was on the right.
This was also good …
110 The emperor’s teacher (48)_1
The plague in the city of Wei was miraculously cured, and the people called it a miracle.
..
A familiar pain lingered in her heart, and a blurry outline appeared in front of her eyes. It was still the clean corner of the snow-colored clothes.
Was it Shen qingye?
Chu yanhuan blinked slowly, her long, curled eyelashes quivering uncontrollably, as if they were about to cover her again.
He had just woken up and was about to faint again?
The young girl’s light-colored lips curled into a bitter smile, and her pale fingertips drooped down weakly.
Chu yanhuan knew that the laws were rejecting her.
His vision slowly blurred, and his vision slowly twisted …
“Yan Huan, wake up.”
Her shoulders were held by a pair of slender hands, and the other party was shaking slightly. The girl’s eyes gradually became clear.
When she saw who the other party was, her brows immediately relaxed. She mumbled to Chen Qingyu and acted coquettishly, what are you doing? I’m too sleepy. Let me sleep a little longer …
The Prime Minister forced a smile, picked up the teacup, and brought it to Chu yanhuan’s lips. He coaxed her gently, “”You’ve been sleeping the whole afternoon. Get up and have some water.”
The young girl did not reply to him. Her head was lowered, and her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders and covered her back.
Shen Qingyu shook her with a trembling hand, and the young girl’s body softly fell to the ground.
Endless fear filled her heart, and at that moment, Chen Qingyu felt that her heart was about to stop beating.
Blood trickled down the corners of Chu yanhuan’s lips. One drop after another, it dripped onto her pale face, making her look even more strange and enchanting.
The desolate white contrasted against the enchanting red.
Shen Qingyu pursed her lips and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of the girl’s lips, but she couldn’t wipe it clean. Her snow-white fingertips were stained with blood.
Yan Huan, Yan Huan, don’t scare me …
you liar, you promised to accompany me until my hair turns white. How long has it been …
It was as if he was possessed. His exquisite eyes flashed with a fine light, and his extremely black pupils were scattered at this moment.
..
That night, the entire Imperial physician’s Institute was busy the entire night before they managed to pull Chu yanhuan back from the gates of hell.
Shen Qingyu had been standing by her side the whole time, holding her hand tightly.
He could clearly feel it.
Something was slowly and clearly breaking. Pieces of warm remains were still wandering in her heart. It was as if even his bones were screaming in pain.
..
He barely managed to open his eyes.
A bright blade light came towards her, the reflected light almost piercing Chu yanhuan’s eyes.
The knife was aimed at her chest.
Chu yanhuan’s pupils shrank. She subconsciously wanted to hide, but she woke up Shen Qingyu, who was lying by the bed. Her eyes were misty for a moment, and then they became clear.
Then, Chen Qingyu saw a scene that almost made him black out.
Without any time to think, the Prime Minister reached out and hugged the girl in front of him, turning his back to the sharp dagger.
Chu yanhuan’s pupils contracted sharply and her eyes widened in fear. no!
The dagger pierced through Chen Qingyu’s back.
In a fit of rage, the Empress used all her strength to slap the female assassin, leaving her on the verge of death.
Chu yanhuan’s hands trembled as she held onto Shen Qingyu. Her pale lips curled up slightly as she said, “”It’s alright, it’s alright … It’s on the right.”
It’s not where the heart is. That’s good, that’s good.
The corners of the Prime Minister’s eyes curved into crescents as he smiled gently. He reached out to hug the young girl in front of him and kissed the top of her head.
“I love you …”
Shen Qingyu had never told Chu yanhuan about this.
His heart was on the right.
This was also good …
