A Guide to Raising a Blackened Boss

Chapter 87 The God of War Prince in a Wheelchair (15)

Lou Zhuang let him look at her and nodded.

Yes, it is.

Chu Yuanqing laughed, the line of her lips was straight, and her lips were faintly pale.

After a round of poisoning, the pain did not lessen, as if a hammer was banging on the bones and tendons all over the body.

Not to mention that at this moment his headache was splitting, as if it was about to explode.

The man raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, concealed the look of fatigue between his brows, and cleared his throat.

Since he was sent by Chu Mingcheng, he naturally wanted to beat him up.

"This king and you are married by imperial decree. You should be aware of your identity. You'd better stay in the palace honestly and don't cause any trouble for this king."

Lou Zhuang: "Oh."

Chu Yuanqing punched the cotton, her phoenix eyes froze slightly, and continued to babble: "This king is not interested in women, put away your little thoughts, if this king finds out."

He snorted meaningfully: "It's best for you and me to live in peace, and wait until the day this king dies, maybe he will be merciful and save you from being buried."

Lou Zhuang: "." His mouth is so cheap.

After receiving Lou Zhuang's complaints, 5555 appeased Lou Zhuang: "The son of luck is poisonous now, his legs are disabled, and it is inevitable to have a bad temper."

Lou Zhuang expressed her understanding.

To put it simply, Chu Yuanqing was a little seriously ill.

Forget it, she let him.

Seeing Lou Zhuang's response, Chu Yuanqing was disconcerted: "You"

As soon as he uttered a word, Lou Zhuang raised his hand to cover it.

"I don't like these words, so don't say them next time."

Chu Yuanqing: "!!!"

In addition to being angry, he found that Lou Zhuang was so strong that he couldn't break free at all, so he could only stare at Lou Zhuang angrily.

Let go of this king!

Naihe Louzhuang and him are not on the same channel at all: "Didn't you say you have breakfast?"

Jiji talked so much, she wanted to punch him into the bed: "Still not getting up?"

Facing Chu Yuanqing's murderous eyes, Fu Yang replied bravely: "The prince will have breakfast after he takes a bath in the morning."

"Is the hot water ready?" Lou Zhuang asked again.

Fu Yang nodded: "Ready, just wait for the prince to get up."

Lou Zhuang snorted, and stepped forward to lift the quilt off Chu Yuanqing's body.

Chu Yuanqing was startled, and almost took out the dagger under the pillow and slashed at Lou Zhuang.

Fortunately, he held back and only said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Lou Zhuang kept moving, knelt on the bedside with her right knee, passed the man's knee with one hand, and supported his back with the other——

Hug people up.

Chu Yuanqing: "!!!"

Fu Yang: "!!!"

Lou Zhuang lowered her eyes and met Chu Yuanqing's eyes that suddenly widened. Her tone was flat, as if she was saying that she would eat two more buns this morning: "Take you to take a bath."

The son of luck in the last world almost limped his right leg. This time he jumped directly to the second level, and both legs were disabled. He couldn't do without a wheelchair.

Lou Zhuang looked at him pitifully, and was annoyed by his dawdling, so she simply hugged him directly.

Chu Yuanqing is not well now.

He was... hugged by a woman! ! !
When did he, Chu Yuanqing, the eldest son of the first emperor and the only prince of the Chu Kingdom, suffer such insults!

The man tensed up as if he had eaten a pole: "Let me down! I'll go by myself!"

Lou Zhuang frowned, looked at him with "don't be self-willed, be good", and strode forward, obviously not taking his words seriously.

"Fuyang!"

Chu Yuanqing's furious voice sounded, and he looked over Louzhuang's shoulder to Fuyang standing beside the bed like a wooden stake.

Fu Yang heard his master's anger. Oh no, it's not so much anger as shame.

(End of this chapter)