"Why are you... sneaky?" Yun Dai was surprised and angry when she saw him, "I thought there was an assassin hidden in the car."

Zhao Yuan let go of her and smiled and said, "If it weren't for my permission, would Xu Hu dare to bring the phoenix chariot at will?"

"Come on, why do you look like a thief?"

"If I show up, I will inevitably have to deal with so many people in the Marquis' Mansion, kneeling and worshiping each other. It's so annoying." He leaned back, put his hands on the back of his head, and smiled lazyly, "I just want to be alone with you for a moment."

"It's so much time to go back to the palace."

"It's different." Zhao Yuan reached out and pulled her in front of him, "Good Dai'er, I have to be a good emperor in the palace, and it's hard to be thorough in everything. But outside, I'm just your man, you alone."

"You're always together, and you don't feel tired of it."

"Not at all." Zhao Yuan leaned his head against her neck, his voice sticky and sweet, "I really want to stay by your side all the time, do nothing, and go anywhere."

"Say stupid words again."

Yundai touched his soft hair.

I think he is like Yan'er, and he is a child at this moment.

Since he cried in front of him in the morning, the soft part of his heart under his cold appearance seemed to no longer deliberately hide it, and no longer mind being exposed in front of her.

"Are you cold? Give me your hand and I'll take a look." Zhao Yuan held her hand and untied the gauze and checked it carefully.

There was no blood taken at noon, and Ouyang's miraculous wound medicine was applied. All the wounds were scarred and no longer bleeding.

However, it will take some time to completely restore the original state.

Zhao Yuan sighed: "Everyone says that my daughter's family is delicate. The girls who enter the palace for the talent show must be carefully examined by the nanny, and there must be no scar on their bodies. Although you have never had a talent show, you have also raised them in the boudoir and never broken any oily skin. Now that you are the queen, your hands are full of wounds..."

He couldn't say anything, so he lowered his head and kissed the scar on her wrist.

And every wound was for him.

Zhao Yuan couldn't do anything this afternoon. Whenever he thought of her spider-web-like wounds, he couldn't breathe.

He really killed Leng Rushuang's heart.

Yun Dai didn't want him to look at his wound again, so he asked him to help him tie it up again.

"Let me see for a while."

"What's so ugly?" Yun Dai didn't want to expose her wounds to others at all, especially the men who have the closest relationship with her.

Zhao Yuan said: "As long as it is on you, no matter what it is, I think it looks good."

He rolled up the gauze and threw it out to Qingyi.

"The queen is not allowed to wrap her wrists in the future.

Qingyi hurriedly took the gauze and responded respectfully.

Yun Dai wondered.

Zhao Yuan said: "I asked Ouyang in the afternoon, you can't keep your wounds from being airtight. They've already scarred, but it's not good to always be wrapped around."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Then you won't wrap it."

She put her sleeves down.

It was originally intended to hide it from him, but since he knew it, it didn't matter whether he was wrapped or not.

She asked her most concerned questions this afternoon.

"Did Miss Leng enter the palace today? What did she say?"

"I tell her that I already know about her taking the Queen's blood. If there is another time, I will marry her life."
Chapter completed!