Chapter 327: Can't You Understand What I Said?
Lianxi stood under the dragon case with her head bowed, and sitting in front of her was the emperor she was looking for today.
At this moment, the other party was looking at her without saying a word, without the slightest feeling in his condescending eyes, and his expression was bleak.
Lianxi's lips pursed, and he bowed down, "Slaves and maids see the emperor." â
Only then did the emperor respond to her: "En." â
But there was no more follow-up.
Lianxi smiled bitterly, she thought that the emperor would at least ask her, "what's the matter", or "what are you here for", but on the contrary, there was not even such a simple question.
When did their relationship become like this?
"Your Majesty, the slave has been ...... recently" She bit her lower lip tighter and tighter, and her weak eyes were full of pitiful meaning, but she didn't look directly at the bright yellow figure, but flashed, I felt pity.
"The slave is poisoned...... It seems that the attacks have become more frequent, and I don't know the antidote that the emperor said last time, but now ......"
She didn't say any more, but at this point, she believed that the emperor should understand what she meant.
Attacks were more frequent, and she needed an antidote.
If there is no news of the antidote, she will suffer a lot.
Jun Moying's eyes became deeper as she said this, and his knife-cut facial features showed a bit of sharpness and sharpness, but in an instant, he narrowed his eyes again and lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
Lianxi just half-raised her head and noticed all the small changes in his handsome face, even if it was just the movement of staring at his eyebrows. It's just that she suddenly found that even if she understands a person's expression, she may not be able to understand what the meaning of this expression is.
This man is an incomprehensible storage zĂ i.
"For the time being, there is only news, and the specific whereabouts have not been found." Jun Moying stared at the light of his eyes and said in a low voice, "I will ask someone to prescribe some suitable medicine for you, and if you have another seizure, you will come to me with the medicine." â
Lian Xi was stunned, suddenly smiled, and described pale: "Except for the time of the last dynasty, the emperor stays with the concubine Niangniang the rest of the time, where does the slave dare to go to Fengyang Palace to find someone?" â
Jun Moying's face sank suddenly.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Mercy's heart trembled: "The slave doesn't dare." She said repeatedly, "Since the emperor has already said so, the slave maid is bold and presumptuous." It's just that when the slave and maid came back to Fengyang Palace to look for the emperor, I still hope that the emperor can remember today's Longen to the slave and maid, and he will not hesitate to help the slave and maid. â
Her words seem to be gentle and retreating, but in fact she is strong and stubborn.
The corners of Jun Moying's lips pulled out a cold arc, and there was a beam of light that was almost mocking in his indifferent eyes, "Help, of course you have to help!" Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the poison on your body? â
Lianxi's face turned pale, and she staggered back a step.
"The Emperor's ......"
"It was the wrist last time, where is it now?" Jun Moying didn't give her another chance to speak, and interrupted directly.
He narrowed his eyes, and regained his usual indifferent appearance, as if the anger of that moment just now was just an illusion of pity.
Pixi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyelashes.
The silence seemed to be thinking for a while, and finally pursed his lips and walked in the direction of the dragon case step by step.
Standing in front of the emperor, she clenched her fists, suddenly lifted the wide water sleeve on her arm, and stretched it out directly in front of the emperor.
The sinuous scars spread all over the entire white arm. Lianxi stood under the dragon case with her head bowed, and sitting in front of her was the emperor she was looking for today.
At this moment, the other party was looking at her without saying a word, without the slightest feeling in his condescending eyes, and his expression was bleak.
Lianxi's lips pursed, and he bowed down, "Slaves and maids see the emperor." â
Only then did the emperor respond to her: "En." â
But there was no more follow-up.
Lianxi smiled bitterly, she thought that the emperor would at least ask her, "what's the matter", or "what are you here for", but on the contrary, there was not even such a simple question.
When did their relationship become like this?
"Your Majesty, the slave has been ...... recently" She bit her lower lip tighter and tighter, and her weak eyes were full of pitiful meaning, but she didn't look directly at the bright yellow figure, but flashed, I felt pity.
"The slave is poisoned...... It seems that the attacks have become more frequent, and I don't know the antidote that the emperor said last time, but now ......"
She didn't say any more, but at this point, she believed that the emperor should understand what she meant.
Attacks were more frequent, and she needed an antidote.
If there is no news of the antidote, she will suffer a lot.
Jun Moying's eyes became deeper as she said this, and his knife-cut facial features showed a bit of sharpness and sharpness, but in an instant, he narrowed his eyes again and lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.
Lianxi just half-raised her head and noticed all the small changes in his handsome face, even if it was just the movement of staring at his eyebrows. It's just that she suddenly found that even if she understands a person's expression, she may not be able to understand what the meaning of this expression is.
This man is an incomprehensible storage zĂ i.
"For the time being, there is only news, and the specific whereabouts have not been found." Jun Moying stared at the light of his eyes and said in a low voice, "I will ask someone to prescribe some suitable medicine for you, and if you have another seizure, you will come to me with the medicine." â
Lian Xi was stunned, suddenly smiled, and described pale: "Except for the time of the last dynasty, the emperor stays with the concubine Niangniang the rest of the time, where does the slave dare to go to Fengyang Palace to find someone?" â
Jun Moying's face sank suddenly.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Mercy's heart trembled: "The slave doesn't dare." She said repeatedly, "Since the emperor has already said so, the slave maid is bold and presumptuous." It's just that when the slave and maid came back to Fengyang Palace to look for the emperor, I still hope that the emperor can remember today's Longen to the slave and maid, and he will not hesitate to help the slave and maid. â
Her words seem to be gentle and retreating, but in fact she is strong and stubborn.
The corners of Jun Moying's lips pulled out a cold arc, and there was a beam of light that was almost mocking in his indifferent eyes, "Help, of course you have to help!" Otherwise, how can you be worthy of the poison on your body? â
Lianxi's face turned pale, and she staggered back a step.
"The Emperor's ......"
"It was the wrist last time, where is it now?" Jun Moying didn't give her another chance to speak, and interrupted directly.
He narrowed his eyes, and regained his usual indifferent appearance, as if the anger of that moment just now was just an illusion of pity.
Pixi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyelashes.
The silence seemed to be thinking for a while, and finally pursed his lips and walked in the direction of the dragon case step by step.
Standing in front of the emperor, she clenched her fists, suddenly lifted the wide water sleeve on her arm, and stretched it out directly in front of the emperor.
The sinuous scars spread all over the entire white arm.