Chapter 720 Master Taifu's Paranoid Husband (80)

A little less ruthless and more pyrotechnic.

Pretty cute.

Su Qiruo shook her head lightly, and she was already in the corridor.

"Why are you waiting outside? It's such a cold day, go in quickly."

One old and one young stood at the door like two door gods, Su Qiruo hurriedly urged them into the hall.

"Listening to the Taifu speaking with confidence, it seems that everything is really fine."

Doctor Liu had a smile on her face, she had been thinking about Su Qiruo's injury for the past few days, just for fear of any accident.

Now that Su Qiruo's body is getting better day by day, she can sleep soundly.

As usual, it took a lot of trouble to check the pulse and change the medicine, and then Imperial Physician Liu left with the medicine box.

It has to be said that this old imperial doctor is really able to keep a secret, and the news of Su Qiruo's injury has not been spread even now.

The poisoning of the Qianqing Palace was due to the fact that the servant had already recovered, and the little emperor gave him an extra three months of monthly money, and asked him to rest until the end of the first month before serving.

By then, Su Qiruo's injuries would be fine, so she wouldn't be afraid that someone might say something wrong and spread the word.

On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, Old Master Su sent someone to the palace to deliver a letter to Su Qiruo, asking her about her recent situation.

Su Qiruo is still a little unsteady in holding the pen, so she dare not reply to Mrs. Su's letter.

The old lady is very shrewd, if she sees it, she will definitely see the clue.

So Su Bai brought some things and ran back to the mansion for Su Qiruo, only said that the Taifu had a cold a few days ago, and now he is better, so he stopped tossing back and forth.

After recovering, I will return to the mansion to greet the old lady Fu.

Old Madam Su Fu Zi also heard something outside, so he didn't doubt Su Bai's words.

Just ask Su Bai to tell Su Qiruo to take good care of himself and not go back in a hurry.

After Su Qiruo's injury got better, she rushed back to the palace at the beginning of February, and returned to the palace without even having lunch.

It wasn't until the end of February that Su Qiruo officially took over the government affairs, and the little emperor, who had lost several laps, heaved a long sigh of relief.

Leaning on the chair in the imperial study, looking at Su Qiruo beside him flipping through the thick stack of memorials, the little emperor didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy.

She has always felt that being an emperor is very tiring, and the endless books and pilgrimage are enough to make her exhausted.

But it was only during this period of time that she realized how much the Taifu had borne for her.

Compared with the heavy and trivial things that fall on the head of the Tai Tuo every day, everything she has done is really nothing to mention.

"Teacher, are you tired?"

The little emperor suddenly asked Su Qiruo.

Su Qiruo paused with her fingers flipping through the memorial, said with a light smile, "Of course, I'm also human, so I'm naturally tired."

So the little emperor stepped forward to close the memorial in Su Qiruo's hand and threw it aside, and dragged her to the back room to rest.

"Take a break when you're tired. Sheng'er understands that these jobs can't be done in a lifetime, so let's just take our time and take it easy."

"I've been resting for more than a month, and my body is almost moldy, and now I can't rest anymore."

Su Qiruo held the little emperor's hand instead, and pressed her on the soft couch instead.

"Your Majesty has been working hard these days, get a good night's sleep, there are ministers here for everything."

The little emperor's nose suddenly became sore, he hugged Su Qiruo's neck and buried his head on her shoulder, crying just like that.

Ever since the former emperor passed away, she sat on the throne at the age of six, and she had never cried like this, no matter how much she suffered and suffered.

If something happened to Su Qi this time, she was really scared.

"Teacher will always stand by Sheng'er's side!"

The little emperor asked in a muffled voice.

Su Qiruo lightly put her arms around the little emperor's body, and said seriously: "As long as the emperor needs it, I will always be there."

After reviewing the papers, it was already dark, and the little emperor was still asleep inside.

After Su Qiruo went to see it, she ordered no one to disturb her and left first.

As soon as he returned to the Green Bamboo Hall, he saw a thin figure kneeling in the courtyard, and he didn't know how long he had been kneeling with that precarious appearance.

"How is this going?"

Su Qiruo strode up to Chu Moyan, raised her hand and pulled him up from the ground.

But Chu Moyan stubbornly knelt back again, his pale lips trembled, and he lowered his head and said, "Yan'erte came to plead guilty to the Taifu."

Now that the Tai Tuo is well and there is no need for him to serve him anymore, it is time for him to atone for the mistakes he made.

No matter how the Taifu made his choice, he dared not have the slightest complaint.

"Bullshit!"

Su Qiruo sternly reprimanded, "Don't help your master in yet."

Mo Yan and Mo Yu got the order, and hurried to help Chu Moyan who was kneeling there.

They have been persuading for a whole day, but His Highness Jiu didn't listen at all.

As slaves, they have nothing to do.

The temper of the Ninth Prince... no one can control it except the Taifu.

"Let's all go out!"

If Su Qi waved her hand to make everyone leave, only she and Chu Moyan were left in the hall.

Doctor Liu had already told her about Chu Moyan's situation, and Su Qiruo was still worried about his health, but this man ran to her yard desperately to plead guilty.

"Chu Moyan, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

This is the second time Su Qiruo called his name so angrily, the last time was in Qianqing Palace, she asked him why he poisoned the emperor.

Chu Moyan's body trembled slightly, but he still held on and dared not fall down.

"Yan'er didn't. But Yan'er caused the Taifu to be injured, so he must be punished."

"Okay! Since you have such a great ability, then tomorrow you can go to Qingyun Temple to find the Buddha to make amends. It is best to stay there for the rest of your life and never come back."

Su Qiruo is also annoyed that he has ruined her body after taking so much effort to restore him, she simply doesn't want to care about it, let him fend for herself!

"Teacher..."

Chu Moyan's eyes turned red, and he called out in fear, but he didn't dare to say the words of intercession.

"If the Grand Tutor wants Yan'er to go to Qingyun Temple, Yan'er must obey."

The boy's downcast eyes trembled non-stop, and his heart ached badly.

After all, Taifu still annoyed him, so he was not wanted anymore.

If he can pray to the Buddha for the Tai Tuo in Qingyun Temple, in exchange for the Tai Tuo's life being safe, he is willing.

It's just that he couldn't bear to leave her.

"you……"

Su Qiruo flicked her sleeves, and didn't bother to care whether his knee was seriously injured, and turned directly out of the inner hall.

"Send the Ninth Prince to Qingyun Temple tomorrow, go back and pack your things earlier!"

If Su Qi asked Mo Yan and Mo Yu to take Chu Moyan away, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

Since Chu Moyan couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart, let him go to calm down, and when he figured it out, send someone to pick him up.

If this obsession does not go away, his heart disease will be hard to get rid of.

"Master, the Qingyun Temple is a bit colder than the capital now. His Highness Ninth Prince is not in good health. Take a look... How about letting him go at a later date?"

Su Hong and Su Bai didn't expect their master to be so angry, they hurried forward to persuade them.

(End of this chapter)

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