Chapter 1105

In the end, Yan Ge didn't raise his gaze to meet Xue Qing's gaze.

She knew that he must be looking at her at the moment.

In fact, on the day when he heard the news of the Queen's death, Yan Ge knew that such a day would come.

She responded to Xue Qing's kindness, and tried her best to make up for the upcoming damage in advance.

But now, she was a little uncertain again.

Didn't the hurt only get worse because of her response?

Yan Ge pursed her lips tightly.

Under the long eyelashes, the eyes are indifferent.

Emperor Xuanwu's voice rang in her ears.

"Yangyang, Yangyang, don't scare me anymore, I almost killed you just now."

Emperor Xuanwu never called himself "Zhen" in front of his central government. This habit has been deeply rooted in his bones like a shadow.

"Yeah." Yan Ge murmured, "However, I'm not dead."

Emperor Xuanwu's choked up voice turned into laughter in a blink of an eye.

He laughed, hugged Yange in his arms and strode out: "Yangyang, I'll take you home."

Yan Ge nestled in his arms and didn't resist.

When he came to Xue Qing's side, Emperor Xuanwu had restrained his emotions, glanced at Xue Qing indifferently, and was about to leave quickly.

At this moment, Xue Qing stretched out his hand to block Emperor Xuanwu. He looked at Yange's neck in surprise, and then became furious: "Are you pinching her neck again?"

This question really made Emperor Xuanwu a little guilty.

Xue Qing didn't look at Emperor Xuanwu either, he looked at Yan Ge: "It's already bruised and purple, worse than last time, Yang Yang, please apply some medicine first."

The words "Yangyang" stimulated Emperor Xuanwu, and his voice was cold: "There is an imperial doctor in my palace, so don't bother Mr. Xue."

Xue Qing looked up at Emperor Xuanwu: "Your Majesty, she is my wife, and she has my child in her womb."

When Emperor Xuanwu heard the words, his expression changed.

He looked up at Xue Qing again.

In those eyes, there was a murderous look that was about to come.

At this moment, Yan Ge reached out and grabbed Emperor Xuanwu's shoulder. She said, "Ah Jiu, without Ah Qing, I would have died long ago."

Emperor Xuanwu froze.

Yan Ge raised his head again and looked at Xue Qing: "Ah Qing, I'm going back to the palace. After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself and marry a new wife in the future. You can travel around the world with her and settle down everywhere."

Without waiting for Xue Qing to speak, she sighed and said: "You are old, when you marry a wife, don't harm young girls. If you want to find someone of the same age, you can find someone with similar interests."

Xue Qing: ...

There was a slap on his face, which was extremely pale.

Emperor Xuanwu was a few years younger than him.

Could it be that she wanted to enter the palace because he was old?

After all, she hasn't changed in these eight years, but he has really aged eight years.

Being despised by her for being old, Xue Qing felt extremely uncomfortable for a while.

Emperor Xuanwu avoided his hand, took advantage of Xue Qing's weakness and strode away.

Yan Ge always felt that her sincere intentions for Xue Qing just now seemed to have the opposite effect.

She was nestled in Emperor Xuanwu's arms, and with lowered eyes, she could see the red shadow getting farther and farther away, gradually disappearing from sight.

After entering the palace, the imperial doctor just arrived, and the medicine sent by Xue Qing also arrived.

Emperor Xuanwu didn't want to use Xue Qing's medicine, but Ke Yange said that the medicine was specially prepared last time and it was very effective.

Feeling guilty, Emperor Xuanwu touched the ointment on Yange's neck with his own hands.

"Yangyang, I'm sorry, there will be no next time."

Yan Ge snorted, but didn't speak.

She didn't believe this promise at all.

I always feel that sooner or later her little neck will be broken by Emperor Xuanwu.