Chapter 180 Qing Leng Buddha 8
"So... thank you very much."
The emperor lowered his eyes lightly. Of course he was not short of this little money. He did not refuse because he did not want to find more for himself. trouble.
At worst, when I see this girl again in the future, I can just go back.
Every time his whereabouts were discovered by the Prince Regent, it was only a matter of time before he was caught, so he also learned to be smart. Once he was discovered, he would follow him back and wait until next time.
But this time, because of the girl in front of him, it was obvious that the regent had been rid of him.
If you don’t run away now, when will you wait? !
The emperor didn't want to care about whether she was a goddess or not. He simply packed up his things and walked out of the courtyard in two steps.
But he didn't know why. When he pushed open the fence door, his footsteps involuntarily paused for a moment. When he turned back, he saw a pretty girl standing in the yard.
With a sweet smile in his eyebrows, he waved to him from a distance without moving a step.
Such a simple scene, against the backdrop of the setting sun, is as beautiful as a picture scroll.
If Afu is still alive, she should be like this girl, so beautiful and full of vitality.
A figure appeared in his mind. There was a hint of loneliness in the emperor's lowered eyes. He did not even see Lin Chunhuan's beauty in his eyes. He turned around and left without a trace of hesitation.
Although I know that for a person like the emperor, pure beauty may not be of much use. Now that I have tried it, Lin Chunhuan feels helpless, but she can still accept it.
It seems that she can only use another method.
"Hey! Girl! Monk... Monk, please come back soon!"
Widow Zhang is a loud voice and usually has a bad temper. There are many disputes in front of the widow, not to mention that although Widow Zhang is not young anymore , but looks a bit colorful.
If she hadn't been more aggressive, she would have had a hard time surviving in this world as a woman.
Suitable for her fierceness and loud voice, Widow Zhang's shout directly called back the emperor who had walked a short distance away. The anxiety in her tone did not seem to be fake.
Although he had no idea about the relationship between men and women, but adhering to the compassionate behavior of monks, the emperor came back in a hurry before entering the courtyard.
Widow Zhang was seen holding the unconscious Lin Chunhuan, shouting anxiously in the hospital.
"Oh, little monk, you are finally back. This girl has been taking care of you all these days, without taking care of yourself at all. You can't ignore her!"
Zhang The widow's shout attracted the attention of pedestrians passing by outside.
The emperor's face turned red.
This person is really, when did he say that he doesn’t care, why are he shouting so loudly!
He stepped forward in annoyance. The emperor was about to have a fit when he noticed that Lin Chunhuan's cheeks were flushed with an abnormal red color. From this look, he clearly had a high fever!
Ignoring the defense of men and women, he put his palm close to his forehead. It was so hot that it was frightening. The emperor immediately retracted his hand, "How could it be so hot!"
"You still have it? Say it!”
Widow Zhang didn’t know who the person in front of her was. She just thought he was a monk and rolled her eyes as she spoke, “You had a fever as soon as you came here, and the decoction has no effect at all. "
"In order to take care of you, this girl wiped your body and fanned you without taking off her clothes. She was sick herself, but she still had to guard you sleeplessly. Didn't she have to be burned like this! ”
Widow Zhang's words left the emperor speechless.
In fact, he couldn't understand at all why this woman was so nice to him when he and he just met by chance.
Is it possible that the dream he had was true? Did this woman really have a destined marriage with him?
There was an inexplicable strange feeling in my heart. Before the emperor asked again, Widow Zhang opened her mouth as if pouring water, "Isn't it because she thinks it's harmful to me to take you to drink water?" I feel guilty in your heart!”
"Let me tell you, we women should not be too kind. If you, a grown man, really don't want to have sex, how can a thin, weak woman like her still force you?"
"It's all right in the end. As soon as you recovered from your illness, you, the little monk, took off your clothes and walked away very neatly. Why do you care about the life and death of other girls..."
"It's all right!" Seeing Widow Zhang chattering non-stop, The emperor was also a little impatient, "You yourself have been unfortunate, so you can't think that all the women in the world are like you."
"The poor monk never said that he didn't care about her, but you have always been here. What’s the purpose of sowing discord!”
Widow Zhang was stunned by the roar.
Before he recovered, the emperor had picked up Lin Chunhuan and placed him on the bed where he lay when he woke up. Before he could cover her with a quilt, Lin Chunhuan had already opened his eyes in a daze.
Her fever is real.
But of course not because of taking care of the emperor.
When she met difficult and demanding guests in the Red Sleeve Tower, she would sometimes stay awake for several days. Such intensity of taking care of people would not make her unable to support her. .
This high fever was caused by the cold water she poured on herself last night while Widow Zhang was asleep, took off her coat, and poured basins of cold water on herself. She stood in the wind outlet and blew continuously. In exchange for many hours of cold wind.
The reason is that today is reasonable and reasonable.
"Why are you back?"
The first time he saw the person, Lin Chunhuan didn't ask about his situation at all. He forced himself to sit up and pulled the hot fingertips. Some wrinkled monk robes said, "Didn't I tell you to leave quickly?"
"I gave you the money, why are you coming back?!"
The emperor was said to be breathless. , he had never seen a woman who was devoted to him, and even ignored her own safety just because of a little guilt.
The emperor didn't think this was love, but was surprised by the kindness.
After helping Lin Chunhuan lie down again, he was silent for a while and then said: "Actually, those people are not that important. I have ways to deal with them."
"But you, You are already so seriously ill, how can you still care about others?"
"You are not others." After hearing this, Lin Chunhuan's tone became more serious, "If those people are not in trouble, then. If I drag you to the water, it will hurt you even more."
"How can I feel sorry if I can't see you safe with my own eyes?"
The emperor sighed deeply. He felt that Widow Zhang was right about what she said. Sometimes, people really can't be too kind, otherwise they would suffer too much.
"Okay, you are very ill now, shall I find a doctor for you? Do you have a doctor you know well?"
It was just a casual inquiry, but After the words fell, the emperor noticed the loneliness in Lin Chunhuan's eyes and her forced smile.
Shaking his head slightly, Lin Chunhuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, little monk, but... no need, for people like me, generally no doctor is willing to treat me."
< br>"If you are serious, why not send me home."
Someone like her? What kind?