Chapter 372 detect clues (2)

   Chapter 372 Perception of Clues (2)

   Zhuge Ye looked at Chu Qianqian who fell asleep without even taking off his clothes, his heart softened into a ball, he hugged her petite body in his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her gently.

  Chu Qianqian was dreaming when she felt a tickling on her lips, she resisted with a “uh” sound.

  Chu Qianqian finally woke up.

   did not open his eyes, but raised his arms around his neck and responded to him bit by bit and equally lingering.

  Zhuge Ye was greatly encouraged, his palm slipped into her cloud skirt, and lingered on her fat-free waist.

  If Shangguan was sleeping next door, it would definitely not work to eat meat, but at least he had to drink some broth.

   “Son, what are you doing?”

   Shangguan suddenly appeared behind him, so frightened that Zhuge Ye and Chu Qianqian almost fell off the bed!

   Zhuge Ye pulled the quilt over and wrapped the naked Chu Qianqian in his arms, then frowned at the unhappy mother, and said, “When did you wake up? Come over and knock on the door?”

   Shangguan Ruo said innocently: “I knocked, you didn’t hear me.”

  The door made of tarpaulin, it is strange that you can hear it.

  Zhuge Ye silently laid Chu Qianqian on the bed, and blocked Shangguan Ruo’s sight with his body: “What’s the matter?”

  Shangguan Ruo pursed his mouth very aggrieved.

   Zhuge Ye looked at her tears that were about to fall, sighed, and said, “You go first, I’ll accompany you right away.”

   Shangguan Ruo had a hint of joy, but she walked past the oilcloth door and put her head back: “You can finish things, I can’t hear anything.”

  There is no ghost if you can’t hear it!

Zhuge Ye pulled back the quilt apologetically, kissed Chu Qianqian’s blushing face and said, “My mother just had a miscarriage, and she had a big quarrel with my father, and now that the life of the majesty is unknown, she feels very uncomfortable. Now, I’m going to accompany her.”

   This is the first time Chu Qianqian has tasted the taste of jealousy.

  But Chu Qianqian is not an unreasonable person. After looking at him with his eyes full of water vapor, he nodded obediently: “Go ahead. By the way, did the emperor cause your Majesty’s injury?”

  Zhuge Ye touched her tender face: “Yes, when I rushed over, I happened to see the royal father holding a sword, and one end of the sword was stuck in the chest of the majesty.”

   “Then… is the emperor injured?” Chu Qianqian caught the point in one sentence.

   Zhuge Ye’s eyelashes trembled!

  Chu Qianqian blinked and said, “Are you sure what you see must be the truth? I mean, the whole truth.”

  The lie is not the most terrible thing in the world, the truth with reservation is a hundred times more terrible than the lie.

  Chu Qianqian would not admit that she was prejudiced against the Maharaja and had a favorable impression of the Emperor, so she never believed that the Emperor would assassinate the Maharaja for no reason.

“I once heard a story about two fairies traveling in the world and staying in the house of a wealthy family. A fairy found a hole in the wall, and cast a spell to fill it up. The next day, they went to stay in a poor man’s house. The poor couple treated them well and gave them the best house and the best house. When they left, the poor couple’s cow died, and it was also killed by the big fairy. But do you know? The reason why the fairy repaired the wall of the rich merchant was because there was a pile of gold outside the wall, blocking it. The rich businessman can’t find the loophole. The reason why the big fairy killed the poor man’s cow was because the ghost wanted to hook the poor man’s soul, so the big fairy let the cow replace him. Tell the truth. But these truths may not even be understood by the rich and the poor.”

After a pause, Chu Qianqian held his hand and said, “You only saw the emperor assassinating the emperor, but before that? Did the emperor assassinate the emperor before you got there? Who moved first?”

   Zhuge Ye fell into deep thought.

  Chu Qianqian is not a fool, the Majesty is the grandfather, the emperor is the father-in-law, it is clear at a glance who is near or far, and the Maharaja is dedicated to supporting Shangguanling and ascending the throne. If the Maharaja wins, will she have a good life with Zhuge Ye?

   Don’t say that she doesn’t believe it is the emperor’s fault at all, even if she does, she can only support the emperor to the end!

   “Do you have all your strength to help the majesty?”

   Zhuge Ye suddenly said this.

  Chu Qianqian’s eyes flickered slightly, and then she said solemnly: “I’m a doctor, are you questioning my medical ethics?”

  Zhuge Ye shook his head: “No, I’m afraid… You think your Majesty will ruin my affairs with you…”

   “So you think I will secretly kill your Majesty?” Chu Qianqian raised her voice.

  Zhuge Ye apologetically touched her bulging cheeks: “I didn’t mean it, I just wanted to… tell you, I have already drawn up Linger’s and Lishu, just waiting for Linger to sign it.”

  Chu Qianqian got into the quilt with a look of grievance.

   Zhuge Ye kissed her shoulder through the quilt and went to Shangguanruo’s room.

   As soon as he left, Chu Qianqian pulled down the quilt, revealing a pair of thief eyes.

   Of course she won’t kill the majesty, but… it’s okay to feed the maharaja some Hua Gong San, right?

In the yurt, Chen Muqing looked at the soup medicine brought in by the maid, and smiled coldly: “Qing’er, Qing’er, you are still so cunning! You dared to prescribe medicine without guessing that the majesty is me! What? I can’t wait. Do you want to stand on Zhuge Ming’s team? Sejong is so good, so worth it?!”

   bang bang!

   He threw the bowl **** the ground!

   The maid lowered her eyebrows.

  Chen Muqing asked again, “She put the bodhi beads on?”

  The maid said: “Put it on.”

  Chen Muqing played with the strands of hair torn from Chu Qianqian’s head, smiling indistinctly: “Just wear it.”

   “Your Majesty, the Empress and the Crown Prince have come down.”

   Outside the door, a message from the guards sounded.

  Chen Muqing put her hair in the bag and lay back on the bed.

If Shangguan was afraid that Zhuge Ye would get entangled with the doctor girl again, he would hold back his exhaustion and pull Zhuge Ye over. She figured it out, Xiaobao and Xier both like Ouyang Nuo very much, so let Ouyang Nuo be the crown princess. Well, as for other women, she won’t allow her son to touch her until Ouyang Nuo gets her name! What if the son won’t marry Ouyang Nuo if he gets his son’s heart away?

  If Zhuge Ye knew what his mother was thinking, I wonder if he would cry.

   The two entered the house.

After the    infection of the wound was controlled, the Maharaja finally had a sense of consciousness, and encouraged him to open his heavy eyelids: “You are here.”

  Very hoarse and weak voice.

  Shangguan Ruo cried with a “uh”: “Father!”

   Zhuge Ye politely called his grandfather.

  The majesty responded weakly, and his trembling hand fell on Shangguan Ruo’s trembling shoulders: “Okay, okay, I’m not dead, don’t cry anymore, when your heart feels fetal qi.”

  Shangguan Ruo was startled and cried even more.

   Your Majesty is puzzled.

   Zhuge Ye explained: “The mother…was too sad and had a miscarriage.”

   “What?” The Maharaja sat up straight in excitement, the wound was torn apart, and he gasped in pain, “Damn… but… Damn… Zhuge Ming… Lao Tzu… Lao Tzu wants to… kill him…”

   Chu Qianqian’s words flashed through Zhuge Ye’s mind, and after his eyes moved, he asked, “Why did you and your royal father fight?”

The majesty squeezed his fist, which was not very strong, angrily: “I want to take Ruoer… back to Kashiqing… He doesn’t allow it, so I fight him… Who knows… I suddenly fell ill… fainted… When I woke up …his sword stabbed in…little…little man…taking advantage of the danger…”

   “Did you not hurt your father?” Zhuge Ye asked suspiciously.

  The Maharaja coughed for a while: “I…I didn’t even have a hair…touched…injured…he? Injured him…he is still alive…injured Laozi?”

   This time, Shangguan Ruo was puzzled: “No, he… He seems to be injured… My female secret guard, she hit him against the wall with one palm…”

   This was never possible before!

  The maharaja glared at his daughter in disgust: “Stupid you…he’s a bitter plan…forcing you…softhearted…”

   “Oh.” Shangguan Ruo was silent.

   Zhuge Ye frowned. Father Huang is a person who says one thing and does ten things. He is also a person who reports good news but not bad news. No matter how bitter his heart or body is, he will never show weakness in front of anyone.

   Could it be that… in order to keep the mother and queen, can the royal father really change the principles of life?

   Maharaja looked at the soup and medicine on the ground, and frowned: “How do you do things?”

   The maid knelt down: “The servant accidentally knocked over the soup bowl, please punish the majesty.”

   “roll…roll…”

  Your Majesty is too lazy to punish these servants. Once he is in a coma, the servants will easily do wrong things. Often they will either overturn this or break the other. He will punish them to go to the house, and they will all come back in a few days. Said he was the one who pardoned them when he was drunk.

  The maid picked up the broken china and backed away “jitterily”.

   Zhuge Ye glanced at the maid meaningfully, feeling that the maid’s expression… was too deliberate.

   (end of this chapter)