MTL - The Path of the Cannon Fodder’s Counterattack-Chapter 22 Alert alert
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In a haze, Ling Xiao felt as if he was being held by a person. His head rested on the man's thick and strong chest. The man's arms were so warm that Ling Xiao inexplicably wanted to cry.
Ling Xiao's hand hurts, it hurts so much, and with a burning pain, I can't wait for this hand to die.
He also had a sore throat, like a fine needle puncture. The pain was numb, and the dryness was difficult to swallow.
But his consciousness is very clear. He knows clearly that he cannot faint, and his identity will be exposed at any time, and he cannot lose his life for this.
Ling Xiao forced himself to hold up his eyelids, a fuzzy image appeared in front of him, and the gradually blurred shadow became clear.
Jianmei star eyes, straight nose, pursed into a line of lips, handsome features, deep outline.
It was the emperor, and Ling Xiao was surprised to find that he was embraced by the emperor and was walking forward.
Ling Xiao was startled, struggling to land, the emperor looked at him with his eyes narrowed, and frowned, "Don't move."
Ling Xiao was afraid to move.
The emperor took him into a room and laid him on a soft collapse.
Ling Xiao held his eyelids, and the emperor stood in front of him and looked down at him.
Ling Xiao was about to get up, and the emperor stopped him: "You stay at ease, the doctor will arrive soon."
"Emperor ... Emperor ..." Ling Xiao braced her mouth, but the voice came out hoarse to surprise Ling Xiao, and the emperor frowned.
"I'll wait until you're done," said the emperor.
Ling Xiaoping nodded his lips, which was a simple salute, his headrest collapsed, and his eyelids slowly moved.
Waking up again, the shadow of the emperor had disappeared, and only a few housemaids were guarded, Ling Xiao suddenly startled.
"General Manager, General Manager, you finally woke up!" The palace girl who was standing beside saw Ling Xiao sit up, and her voice was full of surprise.
Ling Xiao looked at her. After giving a gift to Ling Xiao, she slowly retreated and said, "Slave goes here to notify the emperor."
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he stopped busy, "Wait, come back first."
After speaking, Ling Xiao coughed a bit, her throat was still dry, and there was a slight pain. The maid was busy taking water for Ling Xiao to take, and Ling Xiao drank two bowls to get a little better.
Putting down the tea bowl, the maid was waiting in front of Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao calmed down and asked her hoarsely, "How long have I been unconscious?"
The maid said, "Back to the director, you have been drowsy for a day and a night."
"One day and one night?" Ling Xiao frowned. He looked up and looked around, and found that it was the emperor's dormitory. He suddenly opened his eyes, and then quickly looked at his clothes.
Fortunately, the dirty and burnt clothes were not cleaned. His hands were bandaged and covered with bandages.
Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but he also settled down. How could he fall asleep in the chair of the emperor's palace!
Seeing Ling Xiao get up, the palace maid hurriedly bowed down to stop him and said, "Master, the emperor told you to take a good rest. Your health is not good yet."
Ling Xiao looked back at the couch filled with yellow brocade, shook his head, shifted the topic and asked, "Why am I here?"
Seeing Ling Xiao standing barefoot on the ground, the maid looked embarrassed, and saw that Ling Xiao really had no plans to fall back, so she knelt down and took a pair of shoes to put on Ling Xiao: "Your residence was burned, the emperor The decent people rebuilt, and the emperor brought you here to recover from your injuries. "
Speaking of, the palace lady wanted to please Ling Xiao: "Master, you do n’t know how nervous the emperor is. You are unconscious, but the emperor took you personally, and allowed you to sleep in the fall of this palace. This palace Who doesn't know, even the emperor's concubines have never slept in the chair in the emperor's room. "
Ling Xiao rolled her eyes. Of course, the concubines have never slept in this collapsed chair. They will sleep on the big dragon bed.
Ling Xiao didn't bother to argue with this little palace girl, and why should he be compared with those concubines?
Ling Xiao shook her head, interrupted her with some impatience, "OK."
The maid of the palace did not continue to say anything, but only when Ling Xiao kept looking at her clothes, she actively said, "Master, otherwise, please give you some hot water and serve you to bathe? When you are unconscious, you are not allowed to be slaves. The minions have no way to touch your clothes, even the emperor, so you have not bathed so far, but the minions and slaves give you a look. "
Ling Xiao hesitated, raised his intact hand, and touched his face. It was indeed very clean, but his body was still dirty, and his clothes were tattered.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao nodded his head and said, "Go and tell the emperor I'm fine now that you've got enough water."
The court woman saluted, "Yes."
Taking a bath as fast as possible, washing the dirt off his body, Ling Xiao found a problem.
The palace maid did not take him a **** suit. Hanging on the screen was a set of silk brocade and white cloth.
In this palace, with the exception of the emperor and concubine, who dares to dress casually.
Ling Xiao stared at the clothes and made trouble, but the sound of "the emperor drove" rang out at the door. Ling Xiao was shocked. He had no choice but to hurry to put on the clothes.
Step out of the screen to welcome the emperor.
The **** in front of him was covered with white clothes, and his figure was more slender and slender. His hair was slightly messy, half-wet, half-dry, and his cheeks were reddish with water mist, bringing a different style.
The emperor could not help but move slightly, and the five words in the iron gate emerged in his mind.
Ling Xiao knelt down and saluted, and pleaded guilty, but he did not see the emperor's response for a long time.
Ling Xiao wondered, the emperor opened his mouth, but not to him, but to open the palace eunuch.
In an instant, this space left only the emperor and Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao was inexplicably nervous.
The emperor walked over to the table and sat down, "Ling Xiao, come here."
Ling Xiao got up, bowed his back and came to the emperor.
The emperor suddenly pinched Ling Xiao's chin, Ling Xiao froze, and quickly narrowed his eyes.
"Look at you." The emperor ordered.
Ling Xiao raised his eyes, and the emperor approached him suddenly, his nose blowing on his cheek. He stared directly at the emperor's pupils, his heart beating.
"What kind of thoughts do you have on You?" The emperor asked him.
Ling Xiao was hesitant, wondering, what did the emperor ask? Despite this thought, Ling Xiao did not dare not answer, expressing loyalty: "The slave is the slave of the emperor, and the emperor is the master of the slave."
"That's it?" The emperor looked directly at him.
What does the emperor mean? Ling Xiao swallowed, and said hoarsely, "The loyalty of the minions can be learned."
The emperor narrowed his eyes, released him, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and threw it in front of Ling Xiao.
"It was found in your iron gate. You read it to me."
Ling Xiao hesitated, picked up the paper and opened it, his eyes widened suddenly. There were only five characters in it, which were his handwriting.
I like the emperor ...
