He Zhou lowered his eyes and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Su Yue's goal was to get the emperor to stop Prince Jing and ask him to put her sister Su Qiao down.
Catch up
What's the point of her chasing after him
Because of Prince Jing's tyranny, she couldn't even enter his palace.
She gritted her teeth secretly, exhaled, and regained her composure:
"No, I just want to remind the emperor that the daughters of the ministers have prepared talents. Should we let them perform, or...?"
Ye Beiyao glanced at her.
Isn't she anxious
Why doesn't she go to see her sister again
Su Yue smiled gently: "Although my sister is not feeling well, today is the emperor's birthday. How can I ignore the emperor because of my sister?"
*
Tianxin Hall, the residence of the Regent in the palace.
Su Qiao, whose hair was soaked, was put on the kang. The director of the Imperial Hospital, Yu Yuanzheng, had already taken her pulse.
Beside the kang, Prince Jing, who was dressed in a cool and aloof manner, stared at him with a sullen look in his eyes: "How is it?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me for my incompetence and my inability to see anything. I only found out that this girl is a little weak and has a weak spleen and stomach. I think it's because she often goes hungry or eats raw, cold, or spoiled food."
"Starving?"
Raw, cold and spoiled food
Ye Jinghua was stunned, and then a feeling of anger arose in his heart.
Su Qiao didn't feel so much pain at this time.
My head is numb from the pain.
She looked at the white-bearded imperial physician with clear eyes and said, "Grandpa, feel my head. It feels like there is something moving around inside. It hurts so much when it moves."
After all, the person in front of me is the most experienced dean, and I don’t know if he has any solution.
"Drilling around?"
Yu Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment, "Girl, you must be mistaken. How could there be something moving around in your brain?"
"Oh." Su Qiao was a little disappointed.
When I heard this, I knew that there was nothing the old imperial physician could do.
never mind.
It’s better to think of a solution yourself.
Fortunately, although she had never developed a cup before, she had come into contact with it.
Many of the killers under their cult were fed by the old poison ghost.
Besides, she also has a book.
With some research, it shouldn't be a problem.
Su Qiao looked at the man with an ambiguous look in his eyes, "Where's my roast chicken?"
Ye Jinghua stared at her for a long time, with light flickering in his deep black eyes.
After a while, he stared at the little girl with an expectant look on her face, and his heart softened.
Sighed helplessly.
He sat down on the edge of the kang and reached out to push the sweaty hair on her forehead back: "Does it hurt anymore?"
At this time, I am still thinking about roast chicken.
"pain."
Su Qiao shook his head weakly, his voice a little hoarse.
"But if I eat more, maybe it won't hurt so much."
Looking at the pale little girl with her lips bitten, Ye Jinghua felt a trace of heartache and touched her forehead: "What a silly girl."
After Su Qiao made sure that his three roast chickens were not lost, he was so tired that he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Ye Jinghua stared at her for a while, covered her with a quilt, and turned to go to the side hall.
As soon as he entered, Xunfeng leaped in from the window.
On a face that was expressionless, a serious expression appeared at this moment: "Master, she..."
Judging from Miss Su's appearance, it was obvious that she had been bewitched.
Ye Jinghua stood at the window with his hands behind his back, looking towards Fengqi Palace, with an extremely cold smile on his face:
"Oh, it seems that my previous guess was correct. The divination that I was struck by more than three years ago was indeed done by our good queen."