Chapter 1321 The Paranoid Emperor: Shall We Go to Hell Together? (22)

"Crack--" The next second, a harsh sound rang out.

It seemed to be the sound of porcelain slag being crushed. And this sound was getting closer and closer.

In an instant, a bloody smell came to her nose, and she was pulled into a warm embrace at this moment.

It was a hug that exhausted all her strength and fell into a suffocating place.

He was so paranoid that he was unwilling to let her go even if he died.

Luo Qingchen closed his eyes, only to feel his breathing stagnate, his nose sour, and he actually shed tears at this moment.

"I'm sorry..." She bit her lip, took a deep breath and said: "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."

She should say sorry, whether it was the original owner or her, she was an apology to Feng Simu.

Feng Simu's body stiffened, his heart seemed to slow down by half a beat, and a low voice sounded beside his ear: "What did you say?"

"Feng Simu, I won't leave, I will never leave." She bit her lip and said the words she wanted to say most in her heart.

[Ding-hate value minus 20 (currently zero), task completion rate 70%. 】

He seemed... not to hate her anymore. If she didn't leave, he wouldn't hate her anymore.

Why was his request... so humble!

Silence, silence, a dead silence.

Until the maid outside the door shouted: "Empress, I've brought you the hangover tea and millet porridge."

"Well..." Luo Qingchen said softly: "Come in! Turn on the light."

When a cool candlelight flashed in her eyes, she was about to raise her hand to cover it, but she was frightened by a scream and opened her eyes wide.

"Ah——————"

"Ding Dong——"

After a scream, the hangover tea and millet porridge fell to the ground at the same time and scattered all over the ground.

Luo Qingchen frowned and looked in the direction of their gaze. It turned out to be a pair of bloody feet.

In front of him was a large piece of broken wine jars, dark red on them, all blood...

"Feng Sizui!" Luo Qingchen almost blurted out these three words. The man who was holding him tightly didn't care about the exclamations around him, but continued to whisper two words gently beside her ear: "I'm here."

At this moment, she really wanted to cry in his arms and tell him not to be heartbroken anymore!

Really, really, no more heartbroken!

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An hour later, the imperial physician finished bandaging his foot. Probably because of the excessive bleeding, his face looked a little pale.

"Although the bones were not injured, the bleeding was too much. You must not touch the wound in the next few days!"

"Yeah." He responded lightly, with a smile that could not be concealed at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, there was an unconcealable joy in his heart.

"I will take my leave first!" The imperial physician glanced at Luo Qingchen and said, "Please take good care of the emperor, Queen!"

There is no impenetrable wall in this world. It seems that many people in the palace know that she met Feng Xingyue today.

The imperial physician would probably feel sorry for Feng Sizui. In fact, she can understand.

"Don't worry, I will." She nodded gently, her eyes were full of seriousness.

Several maids brought the freshly cooked millet porridge and cleaned up all the ceramic fragments on the ground.

Feng Sixui waved her hand and said, "You all go down."

Everyone looked at each other and bowed, saying, "Your servant will take your leave."

The door of Wuji Hall was gently closed. At this time, there were only her and Feng Sixui in the whole hall.

It was so quiet around her... She seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat.