Chapter 905 The emperor died and became the queen mother 95

  The moonlight outside came in.

  When Su Yan's eyes adjusted to the darkness, she saw that under the dim light, her somewhat pale face seemed a little bewildered. She was looking at Su Yan blankly, clutching the corners of her clothes with both hands, pursing her lips without saying a word.

  Su Yan squinted her eyes, and suddenly sat up, vaguely seeing something ticking down his palm.

  Smashed into the carpet.

   "Go light up."

  Her voice is so weak that she can't hear her emotions.

  This kind of her made Duchuan a little scared. He was a little afraid of being driven away by Su Yan, so he went busy.

   Soon, the hall lights up.

  The warm orange light fills the entire bedroom, making it a bit warm.

  But Duchuan knew that all this was an illusion.

  Because Su Yan's face was still cold, she took a dress and threw it on her shoulders, pulling the embroidered shoes over him and heading out.

  Bead curtains collide with each other, making a crisp sound.

  Pearl light is reflected by the fire, emitting a soft light.

  This is everything Duchuan is used to, but now it’s a bit at a loss.

"come over."

   There was another cold voice, Duchuan pursed his lips, and walked over cautiously.

   "Sit down and reach out."

   is almost a command, an action.

   Duchuan honestly, dare not have the idea of ​​resisting half a point. He sat down cautiously, raised his eyes to look at Su Yan, his eyes trembled.

  He stretched out his hand.

  I saw the cold face, Fendai did not show it because she was a little blushing just after waking up, and the beauty under the candle light was a bit unreal.

  Duchuan was in a daze, he spread his hands.

  Su Yan tore off the messy white cloth **** in his hand, and tore it apart in circles, it was already soaked in blood.

   "hiss——"

  The closer to the wound, the white cloth seemed to be stuck with flesh and blood, and Duchuan couldn't help groaning in pain.

  Su Yan gave him an angry look, with a smile, "I know it hurts now?"

  Why did you go early, pretending to be pitiful.

   "My palace thought you didn't hurt."

  After all, when the medical officer treated him the wound, he didn't say a word.

  Listening to Su Yan's words, his eyes became more and more red. As soon as his black eyelashes blinked, the big teardrops fell.

   across his porcelain-white skin, stained with a water mark.

  Su Yan lowered her eyes, and although she mocked him, her movements were a lot lighter.

  First, he treated the wound. Qiu Nuan did not lie. The wound was extremely deep, cut across his palm, and even the veins were clearly visible.

  Blood and **** appearance, under the candlelight, shocking.

  Su Yan pursed her lips, suppressed her discomfort, covered him with the good wound medicine Su Muzhi gave her, and tore a breathable skirt and wrapped it around him.

  The medical officer has not been officially named in the Taiyuan Hospital, and he is specifically treating some imperial concubines or concubines with low status.

  Naturally, there is nothing good in his hands. One day later, Duchuan's hands are almost inflamed.

  If Su Yan doesn't care about him, he is afraid that he will let that hand rot.

   Seeing Su Yan's action, Duchuan carefully pursed his lips and laughed secretly.

  There are still tears in his eyes, the shining stars are like stars, the smile is like a fishy fox, the eyebrows are picturesque, the crying nose is red, and he is very beautiful.

  Su Yan took care of it for him, then raised her eyes lightly without looking at him.

"get out."

  After speaking, she turned around to go back to rest.

   Before taking two steps, the corners of the clothes were tightly gripped, and Duchuan dragged her clothes, paranoidly refusing to loosen them.

  Su Yan tilted her head and twisted her eyebrows.

"let go."

  (End of this chapter)