Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 192 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 30
Quan Jiu: "The national teacher really thinks so?"

Xu Zhu: "Naturally."

Quan Jiu: Ergou, he is so fake.

001: Otherwise, what do you ask him to say?I wish you a longer life than Epiphyllum, and return to the West as soon as possible?
Quan Jiu: ...shut up.

"hiss……"

When the white powder touched the blood-red wound, she was so irritated that she withdrew her hand suddenly!
Xu Zhu medicine hadn't finished yet, seeing her shrinking his hands, he instinctively grabbed her, and with this grab, he grabbed the back of Quan Jiu's creamy-skinned hand.

The woman's obviously smaller hand was taken into the man's hand, the big one and the small one looked exceptionally harmonious, and there was a little bit of ambiguity in the harmony.

Both Quan Jiu and Xu Zhu were obviously taken aback.

Xu Zhu let go of his hand unnaturally, feeling the warmth remaining in his palm, he pursed his lips.

"Your Majesty, don't move around, the wound hasn't been treated clean yet."

Quan Jiu blinked, and put his hand back into his hand:

"Then Ai Qing continues."

Holding the woman's soft catkin again, Xu Zhu's state of mind is different from just now, at first it was just to apply the medicine, but now holding the warmth in his hand, there is a layer of shallow ripples in his heart, and he can't keep his mind on it at all. .

Quan Jiu was very close to him, with a faint herbal fragrance wafting from her body, different from her full attire in the palace, she was only wearing a white man's robe, her long hair was tied behind her head, and she was only fastened with a white hosta At the back of his head, his face was clear and beautiful, and his whole body exuded a sense of immortality.

Xu Zhu's eyes became more and more complicated.

In just one year, her temperament changed again.

The "Zhu Yan" in the memory is becoming more and more blurred, but it is her now, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness day by day.

The two were silent for a long time, Xu Zhu quietly applied the medicine and bandaged her wound.

Quan Jiu: "Thanks for your love."

Xu Zhu: "Your Majesty is still developing an antidote today?"

"good."

Xu Zhu: "My minister..."

Quan Jiu: "Stop calling yourself a minister, I'm traveling in disguise, and you've exposed my identity by opening your mouth."

Xu Zhu paused for a moment: "That's called an adult?"

Quan Jiu rolled his eyes: "Call me Ah Jiu."

Her current identity is Imperial Physician Jiu, and no one would doubt her when she was called Ah Jiu.

Xu Zhu was silent for a long time, as if this title was a bit difficult to say.

"A wine."

He opened his red lips lightly, and spit out two words lightly.

Quan Jiu: "Come here and help me grind the medicine."

Xu Zhu: "Yes."

The two spent the whole afternoon taking medicine, and that night, Quan Jiu became critically ill.

Originally, it was only a low-grade fever that would not go away, but that night, the fever from the wine was so bad that he couldn't get out of bed at all.

The food in her stomach was vomited out, she coughed continuously, and the pustules on her body began to fester.

A group of imperial physicians knelt down beside the bed tremblingly, looking at the Guoshi and Jingchuantang beside them, not daring to vent their anger.

"It's been an hour since taking the medicine, why hasn't His Majesty's condition improved?"

Jing Chuantang sat on the upper seat, his phoenix eyes slightly raised.If you are not powerful, you will be angry.

The chief physician knelt on the ground and kowtowed:
"General Jing, the antidote for this plague has never been successfully developed. Even the first version of the effective antidote was developed by His Majesty himself..."

Jing Chuantang's black eyes were cold and stern, and he said mockingly:
"A group of twenty people in your group can't match your majesty who has studied medicine for a year?"

The chief doctor kowtowed harder:
"Please forgive me, General Jing."

They did try their best.

Xu Zhu's face was also a little ugly.

The hope for the successful development of the antidote rests on Quan Jiu, but now, she fell down first.

"boom--!!"

In the midst of the wind and rain, the closed door was knocked open heavily.

The person who came was dusty, the umbrella was soaked, dripping down the surface of the umbrella, and wet the man's purple robe.

"See Your Majesty!"

When people in the room saw Feng Zhuo, except for Xu Zhu and Jing Chuantang, all the others knelt down.

Feng Zhuo's silver robe and purple gold crown, with a handsome face, looks like a fairy, but the low air pressure around him destroys the beauty of the man, making it daunting.

He ignored everyone and pushed the wheelchair straight to Quan Jiu's bedside.

Seeing the burning woman with her face flushed and her phoenix eyes tightly closed, his face became more serious and solemn:
"When was the last time you fed your medicine?"

The chief physician saluted: "Go back to the prince, about an hour ago."

Feng Zhuo caught a glimpse of the steaming black herb in his hand, and stretched out his hand:
"Give me the medicine."

The imperial physician respectfully handed the medicine to Feng Zhuo's hand, watched helplessly as the man picked up Quan Jiu, picked up the spoon, and fed it to her lips.

"Open your mouth."

Quan Jiu smelled a pungent herbal smell, and felt nauseated.

The man's cold voice fell on her ears, and she once suspected that she was hallucinating.

Why did she seem to hear Feng Zhuo's voice...

Quan Jiu struggled to open his eyes. Under the dim candlelight, the man's angular handsome face was indifferent, and his black eyes shot straight at Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu: "!!!"

Not a hallucination?

Is this old thing really here?
"Feng Zhuo?"

Because her nasal cavity was blocked, she had a strong nasal voice when she spoke.

Feng Zhuo gave a faint "hmm".

"Your Majesty, I am late."

Quan Jiu blinked guiltily.

She was the one who let others hide it from Feng Zhuo.

Qianqiu Kingdom can have no Empress, but Feng Zhuo is definitely not without Feng Zhuo. The surrounding three kingdoms are watching fiercely. Once Feng Zhuo is critically ill, other people will definitely seize the opportunity to attack Qianqiu Kingdom.

Feng Zhuo saw that she was guilty, so the action of feeding medicine remained unchanged.

"About your majesty's concealment of this humble minister, I will discuss it with your majesty after your majesty recovers."

The subtext is——

When you are in good health, you and I will settle the accounts slowly.

Quan Jiu: "There are still five days left, and the development of the antidote is only halfway through. If I'm healthy, I'm still sure to develop the antidote, but now..."

Feng Zhuo: "Your Majesty rest assured to recuperate, leave the rest to me."

He didn't believe that there was no one in the world who could develop an antidote.

Quan Jiu looked at his legs:

"Feng Zhuo, find a time, I want to see your legs."

If she really hiccups after five days, she must heal his leg injury before she dies.

Feng Zhuo heard her subtext, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"There's no rush. We'll talk about the treatment after you recover."

Every time Quan Jiu said a word, it took extra effort. She felt that her whole body was on fire, her throat was dry and tight, and she said angrily:
"Then I die, and you plan to be a cripple for the rest of your life?"

"The minister said, His Majesty will be fine."

Feng Zhuo interrupted her.

Quan Jiu sighed helplessly, and his consciousness began to get confused again. He cheered up and talked to Feng Zhuo for so long, which already consumed all her energy tonight.

Seeing that she fell into a coma again, Feng Zhuo lowered his eyes to cover her with the quilt, passed the medicine bowl aside, and looked at Jing Chuantang with cold eyes.

"If something happens to her, don't think about your Jing family being alone."

Jingchuantang saluted with both hands, saying:
"It's the minister's dereliction of duty. If something happens to His Majesty, the minister will naturally not live alone."

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)