My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai said: "You first let General Xu go back. If you have something to say, you must interrogate others."

Zhao Yuanjing said: "If you are willing to say, why should I take that effort. These days, I am ill and ruined a lot of government affairs, and I didn't care about you when I was busy. I thought you were angry with me, so I avoided seeing me."

Yun Dai said, "Even if you are a couple, you can't confess everything without reservation."

"So, what is the Queen's need to hide from me?" He forced her eyes.

Yun Dai thought for a while, did not answer, but asked, "The emperor, how is your illness now?"

"It's good for the most part." Although Zhao Yuanjing was annoyed, he answered her questions honestly.

"If you don't take the antidote in the future, what will happen? Will it recur?" she continued.

Zhao Yuanjing thought she asked strangely.

"Since the antidote is useful, it is natural to take it until it is cured, and until the poison is completely resolved," Zhao Yuanjing said, "As for what happens when I stop halfway through, I don't know. Leng Rushuang never said it."

Yun Dai was thoughtful.

Zhao Yuanjing was a little anxious when he saw that she was hesitant to say anything.

As soon as he grasped her wrist: "You mean it."

"hiss--"

Yun Dai took a breath, her face pale.

Even if you put on a thick rouge, it can't hide it.

"Dai'er, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Yuanjing was a little panicked.

"You let me go first." Yun Dai's sore forehead was sweating, and her voice trembled.

Zhao Yuanjing immediately let go of her wrist and looked at her nervously, "Dai'er, are you uncomfortable? Where is it? I will take you back to the palace for the royal doctor to see."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yun Dai slowly took a breath, waiting for the tingling on her wrist to slowly disappear.

Where can Zhao Yuanjing be believed.

He frowned and looked at her for a while.

He thought it was strange that her makeup was a little brighter than before.

Although it is also beautiful, it has changed a bit.

His eyes fell on her wrist, and he whispered, "Dale, show me."

Before Yun Dai could speak, he gently took her hand, placed it on his knee, and rolled up her sleeves, revealing the slender wrist wrapped in gauze.

The gauze has oozes blood.

Zhao Yuanjing stared at it for a while, then began to untie the gauze.

The last layer of gauze was uncovered, and the scene before him made him feel cold, and his heart stopped beating almost instantly.

Her slender wrist was densely packed with scars.

Some have turned into pale pink marks, some have been scarred, some are scarring, and some are still bleeding.

The small piece of blood that was bleeding was probably caused by him pinching her wrist.

Zhao Yuanjing's pupils shrank slightly, staring at her wrist, motionless.

"Zhao Yuanjing..."

"do not speak."

Zhao Yuanjing interrupted her. After a moment of silence, he let go of her hand, held her other hand, and rolled up her sleeves in silence. As expected, it was thick gauze.

Because she was wearing a white blouse and middle shirt with a thick, narrow-sleeved gown outside, it would be difficult to notice what was inside her sleeves if she did not roll up her sleeves.

Zhao Yuanjing was silent, and quietly removed the gauze.

The gauze was untied, and sure enough, the same was true.

Mottled, densely packed scars.

The distance between these wounds is very close. Although the incision is very thin, it is very deep.

Zhao Yuanjing's hand trembles uncontrollably.