Gong Jue's words made Gong Sheng's throat tingle, and he almost spit out another mouthful of blood!
He said so many words and made concessions everywhere, but Gong Jue was still obsessed with it. Yes, in his eyes, only Gong Yimo was always in his eyes, but he had no country or power!
It's a pity that he's dying soon! But there is no one who can trust it with confidence!
Evil debt, isn't this a sin debt
Gong Jue hugged Gong Yimo and looked up at the emperor.
"Royal father, Jiangshan, if there are sons and ministers, there will be no chaos! But Huangjie, I have to!"
He finally lowered his head, "My son swears that I will never die in the hands of the emperor, and I will watch over her and prevent her from hurting anyone again. Please marry her to me!"
Gong Sheng was so angry that he was speechless!
To put it nicely, he won't die in Mo'er's hands, but is he Mo'er's opponent? Mo'er just wanted to kill him! How can it not hurt people when it starts? !
The wind blew Gong Jue's hair, his back was still straight, indifferent, and he kept it, showing the last trace of respect for Gong Sheng.
"Father Emperor Hongfu Qitian, the imperial doctor should be able to diagnose and treat now! You, you will be fine!"
Gong Sheng's heart was completely chilled by his obsession, and he no longer had the strength to argue, so he let out a low voice.
"What if I die?"
Gong Che was silent.
Gong Sheng took a few breaths and asked again, "What if I insist on killing her?"
Gong Jue raised his head and looked at the emperor coldly and firmly.
"Then kill me first."
Gong Sheng finally couldn't hold back, and spit out another mouthful of blood!
There was a dead air on his face, but at this moment, he couldn't help laughing... This is all wrong!
This is the blood debt that he robbed of his newlywed wife and destroyed the country! If not, why are his sons so obsessed? For a woman, for a girl he has been in love with for many years, the great Yu Jiangshan who has guarded him for a lifetime is abandoned!
He has no face to face the ancestors! All of these are the sins he made and the doom he brought!
The emperor vomited blood, but at this time, no one dared to come forward and say, "Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body!"
Gong Jue looked at his father, and in the end, a hint of helplessness appeared on his deserted face.
"If Gong Che doesn't wake up, my son... I am willing to bear the burden of this ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, please the emperor, don't worry about it!"
Gong Sheng smiled wryly.
"How can I not be worried?" He seemed to ask himself, but also seemed to be asking him.
In the end it turned into a sigh...
"...how, can you not worry?"
Gong Sheng waved his hand, and the sedan chair under him slowly turned around, as if he could sense the emperor's mood. The person carrying the sedan chair was silent, because the supreme man on the sedan chair couldn't stand any more bumps.
Gong Jue didn't get up until the emperor was far away, and the forbidden army looked at each other, and listened to Gong Jue's cold command.
"Clean up here."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at the corpses on the ground again, and walked away with Gong Yimo in his arms.
How long is a road
Gong Jue took Gong Yimo out of the palace. This road seemed to be the longest road he had ever traveled. He was afraid that before he left the palace, he would hear the bad news that the emperor was really dying, and that he was afraid to hear that the prince was seriously injured. Death, he had to take responsibility, had to lock up the imperial sister, afraid...
He glanced at the little man in his arms.
She is so soft-hearted, if she wakes up, how should she face such a situation
When he thought of the guilt of the emperor, he was too scared, afraid that she would do something irreversible because of her guilt...
Gong Jue looked at Gong Yimo's blood-stained face and sighed deeply, no matter how long the road was, he would take her to the end.
Two days later, Qi Wangfu.
Gong Yimo woke up and was inexplicably relieved when he saw that he was in the Qi Palace.
She was a little confused after waking up, but the next second, the scarlet blood and screams roared into her mind, and for a moment, she thought she was back on the battlefield of her previous life!
Are those dreams
She frowned and patted her head, looked down at her hands, which were very clean.
I looked at my clothes again, and they were clean.
She sighed lightly, but the next second, the picture of Chang Xi's tragic death suddenly appeared in her mind!
Chang Xi... dead
The picture is very clear... as clearly as if I were there...
She remembered how she inserted her fingers deeply into other people's flesh, and how she finally drew the arrow from Changxi's chest! I remember him kneeling in front of her, his white hair scattered and his body covered in blood. Before he died, his mouth kept opening and closing, as if he wanted to say something.
-Princess, that's your father...
Gong Yimo's expression suddenly became frightened!
How could she have such a dream? !
No... It's not a dream, how did she come to Prince Qi's mansion? The stagnation of the arrow she pulled out, the details of the blood splash! She remembers it well! Not a dream
she's... crazy...
Gong Yimo looked at her hand again, she killed... killed hundreds... killed Chang Xi
Gong Jue came in with the medicine bowl, and found that Gong Yimo had woken up. He had a happy expression on his face, but saw that she was sitting there a little lost, and his heart sank again.
"Queen?"
Gong Yimo's voice made Gong Yimo raise her head, she looked at Gong Jue blankly, as if to see something in him. Gong Jue didn't change his face and sat directly beside her.
"You've been in a coma for two days, come and drink this medicine."
This medicine was developed by many famous doctors together. It is a calming medicine. I don't know if it has any effect on her.
But Gong Yimo was obedient, didn't make trouble or asked, and drank the medicine obediently.
Gong Jue couldn't bear it. If it was such a bitter concoction in the past, she would definitely have to act coquettishly and obsessively before she would obediently drink the medicine, but at this time, her pale face was full of anxiety and fear, and her eyes were wide open. She looked at him in fear, as if he would say something that she couldn't accept.
Gong Jue felt sorry for her, hugged her and lay down for a while, put her in his arms, and asked softly, "Are you hungry, I asked someone to prepare porridge and your favorite dishes."
Gong Yimo fell on the pillow, shook his head, and timidly grabbed his collar.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw the blue and black under Gong Jue's eyes, and suddenly felt distressed.
In the ten days since he came back, the backlog of matters on his hand is enough for him to be tired. He has to prepare for the wedding and find medicine for her to seek medical treatment.
That's all, but she has a problem again.
These few days, for her sake, he's only afraid that he hasn't slept for a good night, no... Maybe he hasn't slept at all, and a hard-hitting person can't stand such a toss...
So even though she really wanted to know if the things in her mind were real, if she almost killed Gong Che, if she almost killed the emperor, or if she really killed Chang Xi.
She wanted to know, but at this moment, being held by Gong Jue, her fingers touched his closed eyes, and it became another sentence.
"Gong Jue..." She pursed her lips, "Am I making you feel tired?"