Chapter 1300
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Suddenly, He Ziyu's waist was grabbed by someone and his entire body was pulled into an embrace.
He Ziyu's entire body froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The youth sleeping next to him hugged his waist, his chin resting on his shoulder as he gently patted his back, "Did you have a nightmare again? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Shen Wanqing?" He Ziyu came back to his senses and frowned, "Didn't I forbid you from coming in?"
Shen Wanqing opened her sleepy eyes. She was also very helpless, "Chenqie didn't want to disturb Emperor, but who knew that not long after chenqie returned, the headache would come back. Chenqie couldn't bear the pain, so chenqie could only come to find Emperor for comfort. "
Hearing this, He Ziyu froze. He pursed his lips.
The headache was unbearable. Before, Shen Wanqing had said that only she could cure his headache. At first, he didn't believe it, but after the headache came back several times, it was always Shen Wanqing who came to hold him in time to suppress it.
He Ziyu also understood that only this body could relieve the pain. Shen Wanqing was his medicine, his one and only medicine.
Presumably, she didn't want to come over after being rejected by him. Now that she came, she had no choice.
He Ziyu could only sigh and didn't continue to pursue the matter.
Looking at the silent He Ziyu, Shen Wanqing snickered inside. She knew that this method would work.
Once the headache was thrown out, there was no need to say anything else. This reason was already sufficient.
During the time they were together, other than the first time Shen Wanqing came to He Ziyu's body and had a headache, the headache wouldn't come back.
Because this headache was exclusive to He Ziyu. Only when He Ziyu was in her body would the headache come back.
Shen Wanqing glanced at the window that had been blown open by the wind. She stood up and walked over to close the window.
She turned around and continued to lie on the bed, hugging He Ziyu's body naturally. As if she knew that He Ziyu would resist, Shen Wanqing pretended to be weak and said, "Your Majesty, don't move. Let chenqie hug you again. This concubine's head still has a faint swelling pain, it's very uncomfortable. "
He Ziyu instinctively raised his head to look at the person in front of him. His long eyebrows were furrowed, and his lips were slightly pale. He seemed to be in great pain.
Seeing this, Crane pursed his lips and obediently stayed in Shen Wanqing's arms, not moving anymore.
Shen Wanqing hugged her for a while. Finally, she couldn't help but explain, "Nothing happened between chenqie and that scholar."
In the dark night, the hall was very quiet. The windows didn't seem to be closed tightly, and a cool breeze sneaked in through the cracks.
The moonlight was bright and hazy. When the moonlight fell on the youth's body, it seemed to cover him with a hazy and holy veil. He didn't seem like a mortal.
That careful voice made He Ziyu's body stiffen. He instinctively raised his head to look at Shen Wanqing. The other person's eyes were sincere. He Ziyu looked away in panic.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing quickly reached out to hug He Ziyu, who was trying to break free from her. "It's true. Nothing happened between chenqie and him. If Your Majesty doesn't believe me, Your Majesty can look at the chastity sand on chenqie's arm. It's still there! "
He Ziyu struggled, "Let go of zhen!"
"I won't let go. What if Your Majesty runs away!" If he ran away, where would she find her darling?
He Ziyu gritted his teeth, "Let go. Zhen won't run away!"
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