Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

"My lord, you are injured!"

The medical team walking with the army turned pale with shock, a dozen people quickly knelt down in front of Nan Su, and began to take bandages and wound medicines, preparing to bandage him on the spot.

Nan Su immediately changed his target, holding the gray arm in front of the medical team, sweating profusely, and eagerly gestured to them with his movements: Give A Yao a catch, I can’t catch it, you catch it ...

"Help him stop the bleeding first!"

The leading medical officer immediately assigned a few people to take care of Lu Yao, but everyone knew that it was impossible to take him back.

But just when the medical officer was about to cut Nan Su's upper body's fine clothes, Nan Su's sanity was finally pulled back a bit, and with a sudden scream, he pushed everyone away, desperately protecting the blood-stained clothes.

"Your Majesty, you have a knife wound on your chest! You can see the bone deep, you have to deal with the wound first!"

Several people hurriedly held him down, and after a while, there was only the crisp sound of the silver thread being cut from his waist—at this moment, Dianchen threw away the crowd, and hugged Nan Su horizontally!

Nan Su had collapsed from exhaustion, but he was still pressing his lower abdomen desperately.He opened his mouth to speak, but he choked out a mouthful of fishy sweetness. He opened his eyes wide to see the man's face clearly, but he only saw blood everywhere, and the world was scarlet, pressing down on him boundlessly.

"The son is fine, I will take him back to the city first." The man's deep voice sounded above his head.

……

When the news of Lindan people's assassination of Nansu was introduced to Wang Shi, the singing and dancing had just retreated.

In the main hall, the vassal kings were silent, thoughtful, and looked up, only to see the emperor on the seat staring coldly at the countless faces below, narrowing his eyes slowly, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the Lindan people Impatient to live."

Sometimes, what you see is what you see, what you hear is what you hear, and you should not delve into the rest.

The vassal kings were silent for a moment, and accompanied by the emperor, there was a crusade. After a while, some people put the stepping down of Lindan on this year's agenda. However, they looked at the tortuous road ahead, and suddenly felt a little anxious about tomorrow.

Who can guarantee that Qing Yuan is not a lesson from the past?

The curtain moved, the pearls and jade rustled, and the sound of steady footsteps entered Huaiwu Hall, and blood flowed down Dianchen's fingertips, winding behind him.

The hall was very quiet, so quiet that the sound of the wind passing through the corridor could be heard far away.Sitting behind the table, the emperor just looked at the blood stains on Dianchen's body quietly, without speaking, and his eyes were not very strict, but the superficial disguise finally faded away little by little.

"Where's Dr. Li?"

After a long time, Dianchen said: "After I returned to Shizi's residence, Pingshun said that you summoned him away."

The emperor was noncommittal, and smiled quietly: "Could it be that besides Li Wen, you can't find anyone else who can heal Su'er? Is it because Li Wen's medical skills are better than the medical officers I sent? Or does Li Wen know something? Something my medical officer can't know?"

Seeing that Dianchen was silent, the emperor fell back in his chair safely, and said in a calm tone: "I said you are always young, son, what do you think you can hide from me? The manpower I have placed is not only in the Prince's Mansion, but in the entire Jinling, the entire Dayan, all belong to my world!"

The hall was cold and silent, Dianchen looked up, and saw the emperor wearing a dragon robe, and the emperor totem wrapped him up, and even his emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, all became a kind of stiff in the luxurious silk and satin. symbol.

"Su'er disappointed me."

Silently, the emperor said to himself: "His belly can be hidden from people's eyes, but it can't be hidden from the soft ruler of the weaving bureau. If he really decides to stay in Jinling and sing with you, why don't you two agree?" Announcement? After I want to understand something, I feel very sad, such a little thing has played me around for so many years."

Isn't it pretending to be affectionate?In this case, then he will use his plan and kill Nan Su today: This person is my son's wife, the love between the two is obvious to all, and everyone in the world will say it, how could I kill him?

Heh, if you walk too much at night, you will inevitably encounter ghosts, and if you sleep too much, you will inevitably have dreams. This is really much easier than imprisoning Nan Su in Hongfu Temple for life.

It's a pity that he didn't die after all...

The emperor was already very old, his head was full of silver frost, his wrinkles were extremely deep, his eyes usually looked cloudy and dull, but at this moment they were as bright as knives, looking sharply at Dianchen.

"And you, you let me down very much. I thought the previous reminder could make you see your position clearly, but you promised him something behind my back, right? Otherwise, why didn't he have a bowl of abortion until the eve of the ceremony? Medicine to protect your retreat? Chen'er, don't blame me for being cruel, because it was the two of you working together to break my heart."

The emperor paused, and An Ran picked up a cup of tea: "Tell me, how are you going to send him back to Qingyuan?"

Now that everything has been flattened out, he is naturally confident that he will kill the resistance of these two children in the cradle.

At this moment, Dianchen didn't want to understand everything. After a long silence, he slowly let go of his clenched fists, and suddenly smiled very faintly: "I'm going to make peace with him."

"It's a good move."

The emperor nodded: "If I hadn't suddenly discovered that the size of the weaving bureau was wrong, I would have really let you two succeed. But you can see the end of annoying me, Chen'er, I will warn you for the last time, don't do it for the sake of your children. To grow up and disregard family and country! Qingyuan can work for me, Dayan, and you, this is their responsibility and blessing as the people of Dayan!"

After going around in circles and finally getting to the point, the emperor's expression gradually became sad: "Do you think it's easy for me to sit in this position? If I want to support you as emperor, I can't give you a powerful marriage? Otherwise, What are you fighting with your other brothers? When will you understand my painstaking efforts for you?"

Dianchen was startled, his lips moved, obviously he didn't expect the emperor to have such a plan.

The emperor was very satisfied with his expression, but he also knew the truth of giving a candy and a slap.

He immediately snorted coldly, and said coldly: "But I have put the words here for you. Besides you, I have six sons. Don't think that I have to be you! Now I will only ask you a question, what are you doing?" Do you want this throne!?"

The hall became quiet like this, as quiet as a lake in autumn, and the wind outside the window was still there, tense every now and then.After a long time, Dianchen nodded, and the emperor smiled lightly and raised his hand, rubbing his temples, feeling a little tired.

"Go ahead, then take this Su'er to announce the pregnancy, so why don't I want to have another grandchildren around my knees?"

"Okay, the minister there will take Dr. Li away first."

……

In the evening, Nan Su woke up once.

The stab wound on his chest had been treated, he struggled to sit up, and asked Ping Shun who was waiting beside him, "Where's your grandfather?"

Ping Shun hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "He's entered the palace."

I have entered the palace, I have entered the palace again, what is the purpose of entering the palace?

Nan Su listened quietly, but a storm of doubt and fear suddenly rolled up in his heart, like suffocation before a rainstorm.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Did your father announce any... news in front of the feudal lord today?"

Ping Shun was a little taken aback: "Ah? What news?"

The room suddenly fell into silence, with mottled light and shadows, only the smell of blood lingering.

After a long time, Nan Su took a deep breath and lifted the quilt with his own hands.This movement affected the bone injury in his chest, he was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while, but he said stubbornly: "Take me to see Lu Yao."

In the weather of April, the soft plain curtains have been replaced. Nan Su sat beside Lu Yao's bed for a long time, looking at the blood-stained gauze wrapped shoulder-length on his left side through the smoke curtain, unable to distinguish the bitterness in his heart. , Is there any hatred for the palace family?

"Shi... son of the world..."

Suddenly, Lu Yao's gray lips moved a few times.

"I'm here, I'm here." Nan Su lifted the curtain, and saw that Lu Yao's forehead was bulging with veins, his breathing was heavy, and big beads of sweat kept rolling down the pillow—so, is this really painful? ah?

Nan Su's heart ached, he quickly grabbed Lu Yao's right hand, leaned over to listen, only to hear a faint voice neighing: "Live... Qing Yuan... run away..."

Tears suddenly fell crazily, and he just held his hand like this for an unknown amount of time.

After nightfall, Nan Su returned to the bedroom and looked around the closed space. He heard his panting and saw Cheng Huan's naked body lying on the brocade. , trembling uncontrollably in this luxuriously furnished room...

Suddenly, without hesitation, he raised his fist and slammed it towards his lower abdomen!

"boom--"

Nan Su let out a muffled snort, the pain made gold stars appear in front of his eyes, but he continued to punch one after another!

He gambled once before, and the price was A Yao's arm...

He can't afford to gamble!

If Dianchen really pities him and loves him, they can always have another baby in the future, or in other words, what does it matter if they don't have children in this life?But what if Dianchen is really lying to him?What if all of this is Dianchen united with the emperor, and their family members are surnamed Dian, bullying him together...

If this is the case, then Nan Su, really, what a big joke...

But the raised fist stopped suddenly, not because of the pain, but because he seemed to hear the baby's cry, so weak, but clearly transmitted to his ears, crying so sad...

Nan Su's eyes widened in horror, trying to see his lower abdomen clearly, but he only realized that his eyes were always open, and his eyes became pitch black. He fainted to the side, and finally there was nothing but calm around his ears, and there was no more sound. ...

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a cold touch on his cheek.

Nan Su frowned slightly, before opening his eyes, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from under the pillow like a stress reaction.

The light of the saber swept away, and he took advantage of the momentum to straighten up, and slashed through the three moves in one. Then he gasped for breath, and then looked at the opponent with the bright candlelight.

"Cub, it's me."

Just looking at him like this, Nan Su fell straight into a pair of eyes as deep as a pool—these eyes once took away his heart and soul, and when they looked at him warmly, they also gave him endless love. Strength and security.

At this moment, Nan Su still saw his own reflection in these pupils, but he was in an ugly mess.

"hiss…"

The dagger came out of his hand with a "bang", and he sucked in a breath of cold air in his throat. When he looked down, a large amount of fresh blood oozed out, dyeing the bandage on his chest bright red.

"Don't move." Dianchen frowned, put his hand on his shoulder, and hurriedly summoned Pingshun.

After reapplying the medicine, Dianchen lifted him up very carefully, let his back rest on his chest, and fed him the medicine with his own hands.

The clear and strong masculine breath still surrounds Nan Su, even through the skirt of his clothes, he can still faintly feel his body temperature.

"Dian Chen." Nan Su softly called his name.

"Ah."

"Today, why didn't you announce our reconciliation?"

The man was silent for a long time, and then said: "You were assassinated suddenly today, I went to my father to ask about Lindan, don't worry, the feudal lords will return to their territory tomorrow, I will announce it with you at the lunch banquet, give me some time .”

Nan Su's heart suddenly went cold.

Want to gamble again?If the palace event is not announced tomorrow, then what is the bet this time...

Dianchen hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I will always send you back to Qingyuan."

Don't be afraid, these two words once injected endless warmth into Nan Su, but at this moment, he feels cold, as cold as soaking in ice water.

Dian Chen hugged his shoulders, kissed his temples, and said in a voice full of pity: "You are trembling."

Nan Su turned his head back, the stubbornness bursting out from the bottom of his heart made him suddenly courageous, and he suddenly said: "The medicine is bitter, can you bring me some candied fruit?"

The moon is white, the wind is clear, and the people are silent.

Nan Su seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating rapidly, and he was a little dazed, and a gong seemed to be beating in his ear, which even made him feel that his blood was flowing backwards.

However, this did not delay Dianchen when he turned around, he quickly sprinkled a pack of medicinal powder into the medicinal bowl, and stretched out his fingers to stir it well.

"Brother." He mustered up the courage to speak, with the corners of his mouth pulled up, so as to cover up the flustered heartbeat at this moment.

Dian Chen sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at him with bottomless eyes: "Drink first, the candied fruit is here."

"However, it still feels very bitter." Nan Su leaned on his chest, looked up at the slightly blue color of his chin, and said, "Taste it for me first..."

"it is good."

He has always been responsive to his requests, just a simple word, and he raised the medicine cup.