If this continues, even a body of iron will not be able to withstand it.
*
The next day, a long desk appeared in the imperial study.
Su Qiao sat at the table with a resentful look on his face: "You promised to give me three days off."
After sitting at the imperial table, Long Jingyuan reviewed the memorial without even looking up: "I did agree, but I didn't say to release him now."
"..." Su Qiao was choked.
This bastard is so cunning that he actually picked on her with words.
Long Jingyuan put down the brush in his hand and glanced at her calmly: "All the ministers are waiting for your detonators and thunder bombs, and I am also waiting for your plan for the South-to-North Water Diversion Project."
“…” Well, she had unknowingly dug a hole for herself again.
Helplessly, Su Qiao could only write the plan with tears in her eyes.
Time passed slowly, one was reviewing memorials on the table, the other was writing a plan on the table, everything was peaceful and quiet.
Occasionally, the man above would raise his head and glance down while writing.
At noon, the two had lunch together and Su Qiao continued to work hard.
Although the plan involved many complicated aspects, it was not too difficult for Su Qiao.
The problem is that in this era, there were no fountain pens or ballpoint pens.
Of course, it takes much more time to write a lengthy plan with a brush.
It was dark, and Su Qiao was still writing furiously.
"Drink some soup first, and then continue."
Su Qiao buried his head in his work without raising his head: "No, there's still a little left. I'll finish it soon."
Long Jingyuan directly took the pen from her hand: "Finish your drink before continuing!"
"..." Su Qiao's teeth felt a little itchy.
This damn man, he was the one who made her work, and he was also the one who didn't let her work.
She was about to finish, and he came out to make trouble again.
Long Jingyuan didn't take her anger seriously at all, and signaled the maid to put a few plates of snacks and a bowl of soup in front of Su Qiao, "Eat some snacks, and drink this soup."
Looking at the steaming snacks and soup, Su Qiao couldn't help swallowing and his stomach started to growl.
Forget it, I won’t bother with this bastard.
Su Qiao finished several plates of snacks and soup in one breath, burped contentedly, touched his round belly, and continued to work.
But before long, Su Qiao began to feel annoyed and tugged at his clothes impatiently.
"What's wrong?"
Although he was reviewing memorials, the man who was always paying attention to her put down his pen.
Su Qiao's cheeks flushed, and her eyebrows knitted slightly: "I... I feel a little hot."
"Shit, I've been tricked!" Su Qiao realized it belatedly and threw away his pen and stood up.
The man narrowed his eyes, apparently understanding the reason, and supported Su Qiao who had bumped into the corner of the table because he stood up too quickly.
"Quan De, summon the imperial physician!"
Eunuch Quan was also a little dumbfounded. After he came to his senses, he quickly sent a eunuch to find the imperial physician.
Long Jingyuan helped her sit on the couch, "How is it?"
"call!"
Su Qiao felt that the air he exhaled was hot, and he didn't know how much medicine the other party had put in.
"This... What the hell is going on?"
The other party's target was obviously the bastard next to her, but in the end it was she who was killed.
And with this dosage, how much does this woman want to climb into this man's bed
A fierce look flashed in Long Jingyuan's eyes, and he patted her shoulder gently to comfort her: "Be patient, the imperial doctor will be here soon."
When Su Qiao thought about how this whole thing was caused by this bastard, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.
A pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger: "Bear it, bear it, bear it, how can I bear it?"
"My whole body is on fire. Did this woman put all the aphrodisiacs in the pharmacy into the soup?"