C141 Sleeping Wrong Man

This matter had already passed many years ago, and now, when Xuanyuan Chen mentioned it again, it was because of the woman in his arms. It seemed that Xie Qingrong held quite a high position in his heart.

Since Xie Qingrong was Xuanyuan Chen's weak point, then wouldn't it be better to start with him?

Ye Wenfu had never been one to bully the weak and fear the strong, and would not be scared by Xuanyuan Chen's mere threat. Furthermore, they all knew clearly that in the past, the only reason Xuanyuan Chen could not touch the Ye Family was because he did not have any evidence.

He really was a hero, a bitter beauty.

Inside the Linglong Hall, Xuanyuan Chen placed Xie Qingrong on the soft couch in the side hall. The candle was bright, and only now did Xuanyuan Chen realize that Xie Qingrong's clothes were stained with mottled blood, which was extremely eye piercing.

Xuanyuan Chen held Xie Qingrong's hand tightly. With a nervous expression, he ordered the eunuchs and palace maids waiting outside: "Quickly go and get the imperial physician!"

The movements in the side chamber naturally could not be concealed from Emperor Xuanyuan and Queen Zhangsun, who had just laid down in the main hall. The Emperor Xuanyuan walked towards the side hall while holding the Queen Zhangsun's hand.

Upon entering, he saw Xuanyuan Chen half kneeling on the soft couch, with his head buried deep within the blanket, with both hands gripping Xie Qingrong's hands tightly. Xie Qingrong was lying on the soft couch, and her breathing was extremely weak.

Seeing the two of them like this, Queen Zhangsun immediately became anxious. She patted the back of her hand consolingly, giving her a comforting look.

"Chen Er, what's going on?" Emperor Xuanyuan asked.

Xuanyuan Chen lifted his head, and his eyes looked somewhat lost and helpless. This was the second time Emperor Xuanyuan had seen his eyes, so he patted his shoulders in relief and said, "Tell royal father about the sequence of events first. "Hmm?"

Xuanyuan Chen shook his head helplessly, as his gaze turned towards the unconscious Xie Qingrong on the soft bed. His previous perplexity and helplessness had turned into coldness and coldness, and he said indifferently: "This son does not know what is going on. A Rong suddenly fainted. This son is somewhat afraid.

The first time A Rong was injured, this son swore in her heart that she would not let A Rong be injured again because of this son's matter. This son does not know how to face the awakened A Rong, and has falsely said those words to her time and time again. "

Emperor Xuanyuan rubbed Xuanyuan Chen's head. This son of his rarely got close to him ever since he was ten years old. Then, at the age of twelve, he went to the battlefield.

Afterwards, when the crown prince passed away, Xuanyuan Chen seemed to have grown up as he became silent, calm and composed. It was completely different from the reckless Little Devil King who was in a chaotic world all those years ago.

However, this kind of growth cost was too painful.

"Since you and Little Xie are on good terms, Little Xie will definitely not blame Chen Er. Moreover, the marriage between you and Little Xie is nearing." The Emperor Xuanyuan comforted her.

"Father, this son has never been worried about A Rong blaming me. This son is only worried that A Rong will be disappointed in this son. This time, if it wasn't for this son being familiar with A Rong's scent, he would probably become a big fish biting the bait of another. If it's really like this, this son will probably lose A Rong forever. "

As she spoke, she clenched both of Xie Qingrong's hands even tighter. Xie Qingrong seemed to be in pain and furrowed her brows.

This was the first time Xuanyuan Chen felt that the imperial physician of the imperial hospital was acting so slowly.

The Imperial Doctor Hu took Xie Qingrong's pulse, and after taking it, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed to Emperor Xuanyuan, Queen Zhangsun and Xuanyuan Chen, and said carefully: "Miss Xie, there are no major problems right now, I just need to recuperate."

Xuanyuan Chen asked coldly: "Why is there so much blood on A Rong's body?"

Imperial Doctor Hu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, saying, "Miss Xie only has some superficial wounds, the wounds from the Gold Sore Medicine will heal after three days. As for the blood on his clothes, it might be because he was stained with someone else's blood."

Xuanyuan Chen gave a bland grunt of acknowledgement, and said: "This king knows, thank you Imperial Doctor Hu."

The Imperial Doctor Hu immediately replied: "It's not hard, it's not hard at all. It's my honor to be able to serve Your Highness." With that, he left the Linglong Hall as if he was escaping.

From the moment he entered the Linglong Hall's gate, he could feel Xuanyuan Chen's cold gaze fixated on him. The atmosphere inside the Linglong Hall was extremely delicate, as though it was extremely frightening, afraid that Xuanyuan Chen would be angered if he wasn't careful.

Xuanyuan Chen knew that the injuries on his body were no longer serious and gently caressed the two strands of hair on the side of Xie Qingrong's face.

Her cherry coloured lips pressed tightly together, her eyebrows creased, as though she had met with something bad in her dreams, causing Xuanyuan Chen to feel a bit of heartache.

He'd been careless in today's matter.

He had really underestimated Ye Ningyu, to think that he could come up with such a dirty trick. It seemed that this Ye Ningyu would not give up until she reached the Yellow River.

He would not let any of those people from the Ye family go.

The sky was starting to brighten, and it was almost the hour of the morning assembly. Ye Wenfu searched through all the houses, but still could not find his daughter, Ye Ningyu.

Who was it that took him somewhere?

If something happened to Ning Yu, how would he have the face to face his dead wife?

Ye Wenfu slumped onto the ground, supporting his forehead with his hands. A small tear flowed down his face from the corner of his eye, entered his hair, and then disappeared.

A subordinate came over carefully to dissuade Ye Wenfu, "Master, Miss has her own plans, everything will be fine. Master should wash up first, we should go to the morning assembly first, so as to prevent anyone from catching us red-handed."

Ye Wenfu nodded slightly, tidied himself up a little, and then walked in the direction of the Dry Clear Palace.

Yesterday, she accidentally smelled the knockout powder on the handkerchief and passed out as well. In the midst of her blurriness, she saw Xuanyuan Chen's figure.

But afterwards, he did not know, that he should have successfully gotten into a relationship with Xuanyuan Chen, who was still tightly hugging his waist.

Ye Ningyu smiled sweetly and carefully turned around in the man's embrace, wanting to see Xuanyuan Chen's sleeping appearance.

Unexpectedly, this person was not Xuanyuan Chen!

It was actually Xuanyuan Jing!

"AHH!"

Xuanyuan Jing's eardrums were pierced by Ye Ningyu's sharp laughter. He covered his ears and was just about to reprimand Ye Ningyu, but when he recalled that he had a relationship with Ye Ningyu last night, he comforted her: "What's wrong?"

Ye Ningyu's shrill voice trembled, she pulled the blanket over her, hung her naked body, raised her eyebrows, and asked sternly: "Why are you here?"