Lose My Heart to the Lovely Kitten Princess

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "A Miao Fei goes out to search for novels (www.soxscc.com)"!Concubine Su fell weakly on Chu Hongzhen's shoulder, sobbing a few times from time to time, her appearance was completely different from that of the lonely concubine Zhao Gui.

Concubine Zhao's face was bloodstained, she didn't dare to touch Chu Jingshuo in her arms, so she knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Fortunately, Chu Jingshuo's closed eyes finally trembled a few times, and finally he opened his eyes slowly.

He murmured his lips with difficulty, but failed to speak as he wished. Instead, a large pool of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

When Zhao Guifei saw this, she collapsed even more. She helplessly picked up the blood from the corners of Chu Jingshuo's mouth and chin with her helpless hand, Liu Shen Wuzhu shouted:

"What to do? What to do? My Shuo'er, my Shuo'er! Great doctor!"

"Children, it's okay."

After finally spitting out blood foam with difficulty, Chu Jingshuo took a lot of effort to utter these four words, and it took a long time to rest before squeezing out a faint smile:

"Today's matter, let the concubine frighten her."

Zhao Guifei shook her head desperately, she wanted to stop Chu Jingshuo from continuing.

She swallowed her saliva hard, stretched out her hand desperately to wipe away the tears, nose, and blood on her face with her sleeves, and said softly to Chu Jingshuo while wiping:

"The mother concubine is not afraid, Shuo'er is not afraid, how could the mother concubine be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, it's fine." Chu Jingshuo trembled and tried to raise his hand, but he tried several times to no avail. In the end, Zhao Guifei whimpered and helped him raise his hand.

Chu Jingxuan raised his hand with a smile on his face and pressed it to Zhao Guifei's face. When he saw blood on his hand, he wanted to pull it away anxiously, but Zhao Guifei pressed his hand tighter.

"Mother, don't cry."

Chu Jingshao explained word by word: "I, my hands are dirty. The mother concubine looks good..."

He already didn't express his meaning, but Zhao Guifei understood what he meant.

She tried her best to hold back her crying, trying to keep her voice from trembling as much as possible:

"No, no, Shuo'er's hands are the cleanest, how can the mother dislike Shuo'er."

Chu Jingxuan seemed to look away through the Zhao Guifei in front of him, his eyes were a little lost, he didn't know what he thought of.

Zhao Guifei seemed to be greatly frightened, calling Chu Jingshuo in a low voice:

"Shuo'er, what is Shuo'er thinking about? Can you also tell her mother and concubine?"

"Mother concubine, just now Shuo'er saw that when she was a child, the concubine punished Shuo'er to copy books."

Concubine Zhao Guixi probably knew that Chu Jingshao had hallucinations because of Huiguangfanzhao. She couldn't help but choked out:

"It's the mother concubine sorry to you, how can the mother concubine treat you so harshly?"

Chu Jingshao wanted to shake his head, but now he had difficulty breathing, so he had to move the hand on Zhao Guifei's face:

"My father secretly brought me a slingshot. Shuo'er is very happy."

Hearing Chu Jingshuo mentioned Chu Hongzhen, it seemed that Guifei Zhao had only thought of Chu Hongzhen at this time. She looked at Chu Hongzhen helplessly, and whispered in her voice:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I beg you, come and see Shuo'er. Shuo'er, he might..."

But Concubine Su didn't know whether it was accidental or intentional. The cry was actually a little louder than just now, and her voice was too miserable to hear.

The last light in Zhao Guifei's eyes disappeared a little bit: "Your Majesty, you know that Shuo'er didn't really want to assassinate you, you saw it!"

Her voice suddenly rose a little: "The son of this palace knows the most in my heart that he respects you the most, and will not assassinate you at all!"

The more she talked, the more agitated, she asked Chu Hongzhen in tears:

"Your Majesty, you clearly saw that he took the sword, why don't you stop them? Why do you watch them hurt him?"

"I am the only son! I am the only one!"

Concubine Zhao held Chu Jingshuo's hand tightly. She clearly yelled loudly and cried so sadly, but her body remained motionless, which did not affect Chu Jingshuo at all.

Chu Jingxuan actually leaned on Zhao Guifei and moved again.

It seemed that he wanted to sit up.

Concubine Zhao did not dare to touch him at all, so she didn't dare to let Chu Jingshuo move around.

But Chu Jingxuan was also a stubborn temper, his chest was still bleeding, so that people had to struggle to get up.

In the end, Zhao Guifei couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to carefully support Chu Jingshao up while crying.

Sitting up halfway, Chu Jingshuo's first thing was to turn his head to look at Chu Hongzhen.

When he saw that Chu Hongzhen was hugging Concubine Su and Chu Hongyi tightly, his eyes dimmed a bit, but he still bravely smiled at Chu Hongzhen:

"Father, my son knows that he can't look back anymore. But please be kind to your mother and concubine, because she really loves you."

Concubine Zhao Gui was already crying when she heard Chu Jingshao's words, and her body was shaking slightly.

Chu Hongzhen finally couldn't help standing up, he was stopped by Chu Jingshao only after he moved a step:

"Father, son, I just want to hear you say "Happy Birthday"."

Chu Hongzhen stayed in the same place for a long time and couldn't get back to God. As if recalling what Zhao Guifei had just said, he suddenly roared at the entrance of Baohe Hall:

"Why do you want to do it? I haven't spoken yet! Why do you want to do it first!"

Chu Jingxuan didn't care about this at all, but stubbornly raised his eyes to look at Chu Hongzhen, eyes full of expectation.

Chu Hongzhen looked at Chu Jingshao with red eyes, and finally said the sentence: Sands Chinese www.jszw.net

"Shao'er, happy birthday."

Chu Jingxuan closed his eyes contentedly, and slowly whispered to Zhao Guifei:

"Don't be afraid of the mother and father, Shuo'er, will always protect you."

Concubine Zhao Gui was still calling in Chu Jingshuo's ear, and Chu Hongzhen was also by her side.

But Chu Jingshao didn't open his eyes again, he was still muttering in his mouth:

"My king is exhausted, let me dance to my king at sunset, and bring me a cashmere blanket..."

Chu Jingshao at this meeting was already unconscious, his foreword didn't follow, and soon only a few words remained vague.

"Xiao'er, open your eyes and look at your father and princess, why did you fall asleep before it gets dark?"

"Doctor Xuan! Why hasn't the doctor come yet? I want to punish your nine races!"

Chu Jingxuan closed his eyes with a smile on his face, and the arm that was originally held by Zhao Guifei suddenly slipped off.

Zhao Guifei's calling suddenly got stuck in her throat, and Chu Hongzhen urged at the entrance of the hall, Chu Jingshuo's weak breathing had disappeared without a trace.

It took a long time for Zhao Guifei's sorrowful voice to sound suddenly. She desperately took Chu Jingxuan into her arms, completely ignoring that the half-coagulated blood on Chu Jingxuan's body stained her dress.

She put her face on Chu Jingshuo's gradually cold face, trying to use her body temperature to help Chu Jingshuo keep warm.

However, the temperature on Chu Jingshao's body was still fading away, like the blood in his chest, seeping mercilessly toward the ground.

After witnessing the whole process, Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the red cashmere carpet on the ground, and suddenly felt mixed.

She knew that the cashmere carpet was originally red, and she also knew why it was soggy and crumpled.

Those are the blood of Chu Hongyi and Chu Jingshuo. Perhaps it should be said that more of them are the blood of Chu Jingshuo.

In the past, the arrogant and domineering concubine Zhao Gui was no different from any middle-aged person who lost her son.

She was distraught with grief and pressed her fist against her chest, with her other hand still holding Chu Jingshuo.

Seeing Chu Hongzhen's appearance, it seemed that he wanted the imperial doctor to check on Chu Jingshuo, but Zhao Guifei resisted hoarsely:

"Don't touch him! Do not touch my Shuo'er!"

She smashed the hand of the imperial doctor with her shoulder, seeming to madly reject everyone who tried to get close to her and Chu Jingshuo, which naturally included Chu Hongzhen.

Seeing this, Chu Hongzhen could only sigh lowly, and turned to Chu Hongyi's side.

Cheng Xiaoxiao could understand what he did.

After all, one son is no longer there, and the other is still alive or dead. Zhao Guifei is completely resisting again. Naturally, she should first look at Chu Hongyi's situation and listen to the imperial doctor.

It can only be said that this is unexpected and reasonable.

It's just that she didn't expect everything to happen so quickly, she thought that Chu Hongzhen was deeply touched just now, no matter what, she would definitely be sad with Zhao Guifei for a while.

"When can we leave?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao's head was faintly aching again, she stretched out her fingers to tug at Chu Yunshen's cloak, and carefully asked in a low voice.

Before Chu Yunshen could answer Cheng Xiaoxiao's words, there was a muffled crash in the hall.

The two of them turned their heads to look over there almost at the same time, only to see a goose-yellow figure falling softly to the ground.

Cheng Xiaoxiao took a closer look and found that the man who fell was Zhao Guifei.

She didn't know how Zhao Guifei could hate her, and she would think she would bump into her after she was so desperate.

The imperial doctor finished his work at Chu Hongyi's side, and hurried to Zhao Guifei's side.

When the body of Zhao Guifei was turned over, Cheng Xiaoxiao and the others could be regarded as seeing Zhao Guifei's injury.

There was still blood stains on Zhao Guifei's face. Those blood had turned into dried blood stains, and were washed away by Zhao Guifei's tears into messy marks, which looked particularly terrifying on her pale cheeks.

There was also a big wound on her forehead, and the red blood was gurgling out like running water, and her face and lips became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I thought that after suffering such a serious injury, Zhao Guifei would definitely pass out.

Unexpectedly, she stared at the red and swollen Dan Feng eyes, staring straight at the beams of the Baohe Hall.

She was so frightened that the doctor retreated and almost sat on the ground. The doctor took a few breaths before daring to walk to her to get her pulse.

No one knew what she was looking at, until Chu Yun was taken out of the Hall of Baohe in a muddle-headed manner, Cheng Xiaoxiao could not hear what Zhao Guifei said, nor could she see what Zhao Guifei did.

She is like, like a worn-out rag doll, completely devoid of human spirit.

It seems that because of Chu Jingshuo's passing, her soul also left.

At that time, Cheng Xiaoxiao could only think of these bodies as they vacated. When she reacted, she realized that she was already lying in Chu Yunshen's arms.

It was always so afterthought, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say about herself.

But today she was inexplicably sleepy, and her legs were soft for no reason.

Maybe it was really scared to see the blood, so go back and drink more hot water.

Straight guy like Cheng Xiaoxiao, she doesn't know that her lips are now white enough to be comparable to Zhao Guifei just now.

This is why Chu Yunshen would hold her and walk outside the palace as soon as she left the Hall of Preservation, instead of letting her leave.

She was wearing a cloak that Chu Yun had deeply unraveled, and her uncertain voice came from under the cloak.

"Is this not good?"