Chapter 253 Dedication

"Zhao Qing'an's soldiers were so fast that they successfully attacked Yang Sheng's army and destroyed its edge. Because of this, Yang Sheng hated Zhao Qing'an's strange soldiers to the bone, gathered all his strength, and vowed to smash him into ten thousand pieces..." Yang Yiping paused and looked at Chu Ruoxi's eyes with more helplessness. "I have arrangements. I must find Zhao Qing'an. , protect him across the river.

"Since Yang Sheng was weak and was defeated by the emperor, why didn't the emperor take advantage of the victory to pursue, fight the generals, recover the lost land, eliminate the rebels, and save General Zhao Qing'an."

Chu Ruoxi was worried about Zhao Qing's safety. Hearing Yang Yiping's intention, he did not send a large army across the river to solve the difficulties. He was anxious and his tone had the intention of accountability.

"Zhao Qing'an helped me make great contributions. He is a meritorious minister of the imperial court. I have my own arrangements for his affairs. Don't pay too much attention to the political affairs of the previous dynasty. I have something I want to do now." Yang Yiping's face darkened and his words became heavier, warning Chu Ruoxi not to interfere in the government.

Chu Ruoxi worked hard to return to the palace for Zhao Qing'an. Yang Yiping's warning did not listen to her. "Your Majesty, Yang Sheng vowed to kill General Zhao. General Zhao was alone like a rebel battalion. Without backup, he dragged down, I'm afraid..."

"Ruoxi!"

Yang Yiping let go of her and interrupted her words, "You haven't seen me for so long. After returning to the palace to see me, are you still thinking about other men?"

He took two steps back, and Chu Ruoxi felt his deliberate alienation, and a chill enveloped her from head to toe in an instant. What Yang Yiping said... Didn't he blame himself with strange thoughts and watery Yang Hua!

"Your Majesty..." Somehow, Yang Yiping's words made her feel heartache and more wronged. She should not have this feeling, but the sadness in her heart made her eyes hot and blurred her eyes, "I... didn't!"

"It's good not to have it." Seeing the aggrieved appearance, Yang Yi flattened the corners of his mouth and greatly satisfied his king's vanity. She could only be his woman forever. "Very good!" He picked her up and walked to the bed. "I won't investigate the matter of your leaving the palace without permission. If the Duke of Ding died and you don't go home to fulfill your filial piety, I will also help you get through. However, no matter where you are going in the future, you must tell me, I... I don't want to be at ease for a woman!" |

Chu Ruoxi's feet are hanging in the air, and her heart is cold. When she comes back, she can't escape! She didn't listen to what Yang Yiping said at all.

"Your Majesty...ah, no, your Majesty...I..."

In his eyes, 10,000 excuses were drowned. The desire in his eyes clearly told her what would happen next, but Zhao Qing'an's life and death were uncertain. She couldn't refuse him. She had to change the topic, "Ruoxi is hungry!"

This is a good excuse. It's indeed past dinner, but Yang Yiping was just slightly stunned, and his evil spirit increased greatly in his eyes. "I'm also hungry. Let's feed me."

"Your Majesty..."

Chu Ruoxi was thrown on the dragon bed by him, and his hands were not knowing where to put them. He had pressed him up, "Ruoxi, if you don't come back, I will ask Liang Ziyang for someone!"

He knows everything!

Yang Yiping's words were tantamount to a bolt from the blue, and Chu Ruoxi's heart jumped, "Ah!" The poor calf was pressed down by him, and the pain made her grin and speechless.

Yang Yiping saw that she was wrong and stroked her skin with his warm palm.

"What's wrong? Your legs..." On the white and slender **, she did not hit her eyes from the completely disappeared red scar, leaving a faint herbal fragrance. Her leg injury was not completely good. That was the jade ointment given to her by Liang Ziyang.

"I... I'm fine!" She pulled the quilt to cover **'s body and didn't want to show her injury to his eyes.

"Are you hurt?" Yang Yiping was not strong, but the sharp light in his eyes could automatically regard his words as reproach.

Chu Ruoxi curled up in the quilt and nodded gently. Where was the wound? It was impossible to get past, but I don't know if Yang Yiping really knew that Liang Ziyang had taken him away.

"I accidentally fell off the horse and couldn't blame others. Because of the inconvenience of my legs and feet, I delayed the trip back to the palace."

"So that's it..." After Yang Yiping's heartbroken eyes, Ruiguang flashed and got up helplessly. "Qiao Alin, a dog slave, doesn't know how to find someone to come back to report the news. It's why you are tired of your suffering outside. You can't get treatment and fall into the disease. I killed those bastards."

Looking at his forbearance, Chu Ruoxi did not feel relaxed, but felt more guilty!

She was shocked, why did she feel guilty!

"No, you have to diagnose and treat it carefully before you can rest assured..."

"Your Majesty, wait a minute." Chu Ruoxi knew what happened, and his legs were fine. Zhao Qing'an was worried.

"Your Majesty..."

Her awkward appearance made Yang Yiping a little uncomfortable, "Ruoxi, what can compare with your safety? After the imperial doctor has seen it, there will be nothing else."

"My leg is fine, but..." She gritted her teeth and said, "Can Ruoxi ask the emperor for something?"

"..." Yang Yiping's concerned face was covered with dark clouds. He suppressed his character and said, "What's the matter?"

"Please send troops across the river. Zhao Qing'an saved me that day, please..."

"Chu Ruoxi!" With a loud shout, his eyes were covered with haze in an instant, and he had completely become a cold-faced king that Chu Ruoxi didn't know. You didn't hear what I said. It's all nonsense?"

"Please send troops across the river to save Zhao Qing'an!"

His cold face and anger are no longer important at this moment. Chu Ruoxi raised his head stubbornly and asked again without fear of death.

"Ah!"

Yang Yiping's big palm clamped Chu Ruoxi's chin and said word by word, "Zhao Qing'an is my slave. You have repeatedly disobeyed me. When my face cares about my slaves so much, you let me... How can I bear it!"

After saying that, he stared at Chu Ruoxi, as if waiting for her to answer.

Chu Ruoxi's jaw hurts and is pulled by him. He can't even speak. How can he explain it? Thinking that he misunderstood that there was an affair between him and Zhao Qing'an, the coolness rose again.

Looking at Yang Yiping's appearance, he can't tolerate his own watery Yanghua. If Zhao Qing'an is implicated because of this, isn't that a dead end? It goes without saying that Yang Yiping will not save him. I'm afraid that he will be delayed by Yang Shengling.

"No...no..." Chu Ruoxi grabbed his hand and hoped that he could let go. With such a big misunderstanding, he died, but he couldn't implicate Zhao Qing'an!

"Huh!" Yang Yiping hummed softly, as if laughing at her excuse. He pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve bag and spread it out in front of Chu Ruoxi. "In the queen's boudoir, the person in the painting is my slave. Now he doesn't hesitate to force me to be angry and ask me to save him. How can you convince me that you don't!"

He shook his hand, and even the paper fell on **, clenched his fists, and the bone joints clicked.

Chu Ruoxi looked at the familiar face in the painting and couldn't laugh or cry. The portrait of the seventh royal brother was regarded as Zhao Qing'an by Yang Yiping!

She picked up the painting and looked at Yang Yiping. She didn't know where to start and couldn't explain it. She sighed gently and turned her eyes to the man in the painting.

Her repeated actions made Yang Yiping almost crazy. She raised her eyebrows and looked at his eyes as if there were thousands of words, but in the sad smile, she took away all the secrets and hooked up his heart fiercely.

"Chu Ruoxi!" He needs her explanation, hateful woman, not to mention the explanation, even in front of him, looking at the hateful man in the picture like that...

"Your Majesty, believe it or not, Ruoxi has no personal feelings for the people in the painting!" The appearance of the seventh royal brother gently touching her hair appeared in front of her. She closed her eyes and looked up to the cold eyes that could freeze the whole palace. "Save Zhao Qing'an because he is kind to Ruoxi! The emperor once said that as long as Ruoxi wants to do what she wants, she will help Ruoxi do it. Now the emperor is firmly in the dragon court and can help Ruoxi do more..."

The man's eyes that could kill people in front of her seemed to disappear and continued, "Can the emperor fulfill the oath of that day?"

"Chu Ruoxi!" Yang Yiping really wanted to gag her. Yes, in order to get her favor and the support of the Chu family behind her, he did promise her that day, but he was also on the right, "Whose woman are you?"

If saying something against his will can solve all problems, Chu Ruoxi doesn't mind saying a car to him, "... Ruoxi is the queen of the emperor, of course, the woman of the emperor."

-The emperor's women are not only Chu Ruoxi. Aren't the women in the world all yours? Chu Ruoxi secretly slandered.

"If you know it's my woman, do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

Yang Yiping's words made Chu Ruoxi hesitate for a moment before understanding the meaning. After understanding his meaning, her face turned red. After a while, she slowly said, "Is this a condition? The emperor... promised Ruoxi to save people?"

Yang Yiping didn't say anything, but just looked at her coldly. He had an impulse to kill.

Chu Ruoxi uncovered the quilt on his body, gently removed the burden on his body, knelt on the bed at a glance, looked at Yang Yiping, bit his lips, abandoned all shame, moved to Yang Yiping, and raised his arms tremblingly to untie Yang Yiping's dragon robe.

Yang Yiping remained motionless, only the ice eyes flowed with her eyes.

Chu Ruoxi didn't know how to serve the master, so he was satisfied and couldn't get any response from him. She actually climbed to him and kissed his lips directly.

"Ah!"

Chu Ruoxi screamed, Yang Yiping grabbed her hand and suddenly fell behind her back. The breath of anger sprayed on the back of her ** neck, "You actually did such a lowly and shameless thing against your will for other men. Chu Ruoxi, what do you think I'm?

After Yang Yiping finished speaking, he fell suddenly. Chu Ruoxi looked down and threw himself directly on the bed. Yang Yiping's angry voice came: "Don't take my favor as my capital. I can only be my woman, both physically and mentally! Not to other people's peeping!"

"Zhao Qing'an can't come back, I will never forgive you!"

Yang Yiping shook his hand and left. The words of the woman behind him made his heart hurt. He stayed for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and left. No one can enter or leave the Yayuan without my will!"