System Crisis

Chapter 133 Mrs. Yunhua is Suffering!
Fu Lian had never seen someone who was about to be beaten to death laugh out loud, thinking, anyway, the matter is over, she didn't want to stay here with the lunatic, she turned around and left with her handkerchief twitching , "Don't kill her, or the empress is kind enough to punish me."

The guards responded.

After Fu Lian left, two of them turned their heads and saw Shen Lu lying on the ground, powerless to resist.Just now he was terribly frightened by this girl, and felt uncomfortable seeing her in his heart, so he patched his feet again before leaving.

"Wait!"

Who knew that there was a sound at the door, and before the guards saw the person clearly, they were thrown to the ground, smashing a table full of spicy and delicious meat.

Shen Lu raised her eyelids with difficulty and saw several grown men standing at the door. The one who beat up in the yard was an acquaintance. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a sandalwood lotus crown on his head. His face was still childish, full of a sense of righteousness that hated evil as much as hatred.

Dao Xian.

"Who let you in?! How dare you hit someone!?"

The guards yelled fiercely, but their footsteps retreated again and again, and several even retreated behind Shen Lu.

Daoxian clapped his hands, clenched his fists and hung at his side: "The emperor summoned Mrs. Yunhua, and asked the celestial master to invite her. Why, do you still want to stop her?"

The hem of Qing Ya's clothes moved slightly and stood beside Dao Xian, and she pulled his palm to see that the rivet on the guard's armor was pressed during the fight, making a hole.

"Be careful."

Daoxian retracted his hands, like a child who has been trained for doing something wrong.He didn't have the arrogance of beating someone just now.Qing Ya wiped off the blood with her sleeve, then let him go, stepped forward and stretched out a hand to Shen Lu.

The hands of a cultivator are clean, without calluses, and not too delicate, with a bit of a bitter medicinal fragrance, and the smell of Shen Lu is more pleasant than that of pepper.

"Mrs. Yunhua is suffering."

Shen Lu didn't help.

This is the first time Qing Ya has hurt herself.Those who wanted to live served him were hunted down, and she was killed by an arrow; when he didn't want to live, he had to be kind enough to lend a helping hand.

Shen Lu turned her head and fell on the ground, even laying flat, not caring that her vomit was beside her, which was still hot.

"It's not hard. It's not as hard as you."

No one can hear the barbed words.

Qing Ya was not annoyed, she still half squatted in front of her, stretched out a hand, waiting for her. "The emperor is waiting for you."

"No. I'm an adulterer."

"The emperor is about to die soon. Madam Yunhua is kindly sending him a gift."

Qing Ya said such words with a light smile.Shen Lu dared not believe it.These days, she was watching from the roof, the imperial doctor was almost living in the palace, guarding the government hall day and night.

"Are you loyal to the king?"

Shen Lu looked at Qing Ya, there was nothing but his own embarrassed reflection in his dark eyes.This man is a mystery.

"Unfaithful."

"Then what does his life and death have to do with you?"

"Interested."

One question and one answer.

Shen Lu licked the blood on her lips, it was salty.Qing Ya never seemed to tell a lie.He said such snobbish words with confidence and aloofness.

My son, I am really critically ill.

Shen Lu closed her eyes and lay flat on the ground, surrounded by various smells, but her nasal cavity was sour.

"Is it enough for me to take a shower first?"

She asked with a smile, but first she ate a bowl of purgatory spicy boiled fish, and then received a beating for a while, not to mention how ugly her face is now, but she doesn't even have the strength to stand up.There is not a single servant girl in Ting Lan Palace, they are all elders, what can she do?
(End of this chapter)