Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

Emperor Mingde's heart was shocked, he had vaguely guessed the identity of the person coming, his raised right hand suddenly became sore and numb, he couldn't exert any strength at all, so he had to put it down decadently.

An Xining who was on the ground looked at Zi Hua who suddenly appeared and froze on the spot: "Zi Hua, why are you here?"

Zi Hua glanced at him coldly, but put the umbrella on top of him, and said in a bad tone: "You are here to ask for a marriage, not for a handicap. Could it be that you still want me to take care of a useless person for the rest of my life?" No, stand up quickly."

An Xining was in a dilemma. He looked at Zihua and Emperor Mingde. Both of them looked gloomy, and neither of them he dared to offend. Fortunately, the queen was there to help him up. Emperor Mingde snorted coldly when he saw it. One sound, but no objection.

Seeing his son's boneless appearance limp in the arms of the white-clothed man, Emperor Mingde was extremely depressed. He was sitting or standing, and he was hugging and cuddling in front of the public, how decent it was!

"Who are you, how dare you not kneel when you see me?"

Zi Hua proudly said, "I don't kneel to the sky or the ground, why should I kneel to you, the emperor?"

"You!" Emperor Mingde's eyes widened with anger, "Your father is my servant, do you think you should kneel to me!"

Zihua hesitated, he didn't want to implicate his adoptive father and adoptive mother, but...he looked at An Xining who was haggard beside him, and couldn't help feeling resentful towards Emperor Mingde in his heart.

An Xining saw Zihua's embarrassment, turned his head to Emperor Mingde and said, "Father, Zihua and I are really in love with each other, please help us, you and the empress also went through untold hardships to get back together. Together, I believe that you can understand the pain of not getting what you want, so I beg you not to let my son experience this pain."

Emperor Mingde was furious: "Can the relationship between you two be compared with that of me and your mother? If you are looking for a girl, no matter what your background is, I can forgive you, but now, you just like a man." , how do you let me do it?"

"Father!" An Xining's eyes were flushed, and he knelt down on the ground again holding back tears, begging and begging Emperor Mingde but still could not impress Emperor Mingde. How could she be willing to be so hurt by love, but she couldn't say anything in agreement, so she could only cry along with her.

Zi Hua couldn't help An Xining who was on the ground, how could he be willing to see An Xining in such a situation, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, it was sore and astringent, so he simply threw the umbrella, pulled up his robe and fell to his knees on the ground.

Emperor Mingde sneered: "Didn't you say you won't kneel down? Then what are you doing now?"

Zi Hua comforted the anxious An Xining with a smile, and said calmly: "I kneel to you now, not because you are the emperor, but because you are Xining's father. I don't want the person I like to be caught between family affection and love." pain, so I beg you to grant us."

"Hmph, what do you think you are, if you kneel down and beg me, I will agree to you abducting my son to the point of no return?"

"You really don't agree?"

"Can't do it!"

"Okay," Zi Hua helped An Xining up on the ground, "Since this is the case, I have nothing to say. An Xining, are you willing to leave with me?"

An Xining took a deep look at Emperor Mingde and the empress, nodded, and Zihua smiled in relief, half-supporting him and drifting away. The empress behind him called Ning'er, but called the two who would not leave resolutely. people.

"Your Majesty, you are satisfied now, if Ruoning'er is really leaving here, what do you want me to do?" Empress Lihua cried desolately with the rain on her face.

Emperor Mingde was angry and hurt, he shook his sleeves and left: "If that Nizi abandons his parents for a man, then what use is it for me to have him!"

In the other courtyard outside the palace, Zi Hua put An Xining on the bed. The charcoal fire had already been lit in the room, making the whole room warm. Zi Hua added an extra layer of thick quilt on the bed for fear that he would be cold. Wrap An Xining into a round rice dumpling.

It's just the hardest thing to bear the grace of a beauty. An Xining suddenly went from cold to hot, and there was no transition in the middle, so his body felt swollen and painful. In addition, he had a chest injury, and was pressed by the thick quilt, and he immediately gasped I can't breathe.

Seeing that he was clutching his chest and panting heavily, Zi Hua immediately frowned, stopped his movements and dug An Xining out of the quilt, ignoring his struggles and pulled off his inner garment, only to see that the underside of his left shoulder was close to his heart The place was bruised and hideous.

"Is this also kicked by your father?"

An Xining didn't dare to nod, because Zihua's voice had completely cooled down, so he had to turn sideways, pulling his clothes to cover the wound.

Zi Hua pressed him down: "Why are you still moving around, don't you think the injury is not serious?"

An Xining stopped his movements and hurriedly said: "Zi Hua, don't be angry, I'm really fine, I don't feel any pain at all, really."

"An Xining, is it worth it?"

Zi Hua lowered his eyes, he suddenly felt that he lost confidence, comparing him alone with his parents who have been kind to them for 20 years, whether he has a chance, even if An Xining chooses himself now, then in the future, he can I will regret it, regret choosing a relationship that is not accepted by the world and giving up my parents, brothers and the glory and wealth of my life.

He has no confidence.

An Xining was really flustered at this moment, he had never seen Zi Hua with such a helpless expression, he hurriedly raised Zi Hua's face, let him look into his eyes and said: "To you, I have nothing to say It's worth it, you just need to know that without you, there is no point in anything I do."

Zi Hua felt sweet when he heard that, but didn't show any expression on his face, he broke free from An Xining's hands and wanted to check the wound for him.

He took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve and said, "This is a healing medicine I got in a blessed place many years ago. It is said that it can remove bruises and regenerate muscles. I have never used it. I can try it on you today."

An Xining was speechless, what he said was not pleasing to the eye, he was like a drug tester...

"What are you doing in a daze, you still haven't unbuttoned your clothes?"

Zi Hua had a playful look on his face, he was completely different from his usual cold and reserved, An Xining was suddenly at a loss what to do, when he closed his eyes, he tore open the front of his front like a strong man severing his wrist.

"Why do you look so heroic and righteous? I'm not a tiger. Could it be possible that I'll eat you?" Zi Hua chuckled lightly, with no hesitation on her hands, she took some plaster and applied it to the wound.

As the thin white fingers moved across his chest, An Xining felt itchy and painful. He couldn't tell what longing was flowing in his heart, but he couldn't tell the discomfort, so he had to look away to divert his attention.

"You offended your father, queen and queen for me today, and you can think of a way to make up for it."

"Not yet. My mother's empress is soft-hearted, and she will come to see me in a few days. As for my father... I have nothing to do."

"In fact, they are also afraid that you and I will have a miserable old age. After all, there are three things that are unfilial and having no offspring is the biggest."

When An Xining heard this, he looked at him with piercing eyes: "Why don't you give birth to me."

Before he finished speaking, the wound on his chest was slapped lightly, An Xining lost his composure immediately, and screamed: "Zi Hua, you are really going to murder your husband this time, it hurts to death! "

Worry flashed across Zihua's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to rub him again, but said unforgivingly: "Let you speak freely."

An Xining was aggrieved: "You should be gentle with that painting. If I was shot to death, you can still marry...Who will you marry?"

Zi Hua glanced at him, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "I'm happy, can't I?"

An Xining groaned, and said in a small voice, "That's because I dote on you."

"Huh?" Zi Hua raised an eyebrow.

An Xining immediately acted like a dog: "I said yes, Zi Hua can do whatever she wants."

"That's about the same." Zi Hua fastened his clothes for him, applied some on his knees, wrapped him up with a thick quilt, and got up to leave.

An Xining pulled him back, and said dissatisfied: "Zi Hua, I'm so hurt, why don't you stay with me tonight?"

Zi Hua hooked his lips: "Before we get married, I still want to keep you innocent, don't be so impatient."

An Xining was depressed, why did he feel that his husband was in a slump tonight, it must be his illusion.

When he woke up the next day, An Xining was sweating profusely from the heat, and his chest felt much better. It seemed that the ointment last night had taken effect, but his whole body was a little weak, and his throat was swollen and sore. He might have caught a cold last night.

I felt dizzy when I got up, and it took me a long time to regain my senses, but that's okay, I can go to Zihuabo for sympathy!

Excitedly went to open the door, suddenly was hit on the head by a small thing, when he looked up, he saw Zi Hua sitting on the top of a tree, looking at him with a smile on his face.

In an instant, An Xining felt that the world had lost its color, and Zi Hua was the only one in his heart and eyes. He saw his expression warmed up, flying down from the tree, his white clothes fluttering.

Zi Hua stopped in front of him, frowned and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?" She put her hand on his forehead, looked at his expression, and understood it, and pushed him to the bed.

"Why is your body so poor, you'll get a cold every now and then."

An Xining yelled that he was wronged. He has been alive and kicking since he was a child, but only recently...

Zihua sent someone to invite a doctor to check An Xining's pulse carefully, and personally made medicine for him, and walked towards An Xining who was cowering in the bed step by step.

"Why, man, are you still afraid of taking medicine?"

An Xining was indeed afraid, hated the bitter taste of medicine since he was a child, every time he took the medicine, he would drive the people around him to their knees, but how could he show his timidity in front of the person he likes, so he raised his head and said stiffly: "Who is afraid! It’s just that I don’t like bitter things, if Zihua can sweeten it, I’ll drink the medicine right away.”

"A good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease, how do you want to sweeten it?"

An Xining chuckled, "If Zihua feeds me."

"How are you?"

An Xining didn't speak, put his finger on his lips, and looked at Zihua meaningfully, Zihua smiled: "Okay, I'll feed you."

An Xining was overjoyed immediately, and put himself in a position to wait for Zi Hua to come to feed him. Seeing him coming over with a bowl in one hand and a smile on his lips, his heart couldn't be more excited.