Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 403
After Liu Xianhui finished speaking, her face showed shyness, "Little girl, I don't know if it's feasible or not, and His Highness the Fifth Prince laughed at me."

Shock flashed in Zhao Qiyun's eyes, and he raised his hands and clapped his hands.

"Miss Liu Er really deserves to be a talented woman. These eight measures to cure the epidemic sound simple, but they are a good way."

He Bosong also slapped his hands together, his eyes filled with admiration: "My cousin deserves the name of this talented woman."

Such a strange woman will surely fall into the eyes of the fifth prince, the future can be expected, can be expected.

He Lifen immediately took Liu Xianhui's arm, leaned her head on Liu Xianhui's shoulder, and said with a proud smile:
"That's right, Cousin Xianhui is not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable and talented. She can think of such a good idea. She is a role model for women in the world. This talented woman is well-deserved."

Liu Xianhui's beautiful eyes moved, shy and shy, and said softly: "Cousin is too exaggerated, how dare I take it."

Zhao Qiyun said with a smile: "Miss Liu, you don't have to be too modest. Today I will hand over these eight strategies to my father and tell my father that my father will definitely reward me for my meritorious deeds, and this good name will definitely spread throughout the world. I would like to thank Miss Liu Er on behalf of the suffering people in the Northwest."

Liu Xianhui said softly with low eyebrows, "As long as she can help the people in the epidemic area, Xianhui doesn't expect rewards."

Liu Xianhui was proud of herself, even if it was your Liu Bingfan's idea, now as long as His Highness Fifth Highness accepts the book, it will only be hers, and all the rewards and honors will be enjoyed by her alone.

At this time, Zhao Qiyun was so itchy that he wanted to write quickly and tell his father the eight strategies Liu Xianhui said.

After sending Zhao Qiyun out of the house, He Bosong couldn't help sighing: "If my cousin was a man, she would definitely be able to accomplish a lot in the court. Just talking about the eight strategies to cure the epidemic, a large number of people will be compared."

Qian Xi stood behind Liu Xianhui and lowered her head.

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"Miss, Liu Xianhui has returned home." Xiaodie said in a low voice standing beside the couch.

Liu Bingfan didn't raise his head, and said softly "Mmm", and after waiting for a long time without seeing Xiaodie speak again, he raised his head to look at Xiaodie.

Xiaodie stood at the side with a blank expression, a face that was too ordinary to be ordinary, neither happy nor sad.

"What's her expression when she comes back?" Liu Bingfan laughed inwardly, she was too kind to them, and now everyone has a petty temper.

Xiaodie replied: "Very happy."

"It's good to be happy. After all, as a concubine, she doesn't have many chances to talk to the prince face to face. Naturally, she should be happier."

Liu Bingfan leaned against the window and looked out of the window, the courtyard under the setting sun seemed to be covered with a halo, hazy.

"Is there something wrong with Miss's eight strategies?" No matter how you look at them, the eight strategies are a good way to cure the epidemic, and she really didn't see anything wrong.

"Guess." The corners of Liu Bingfan's mouth turned up, his brows and eyes stretched, and there was joy in anticipation in his eyes.

"..."

Zhao Qiyun is a man of action. As soon as he returned, he compiled the eight strategies for epidemic control into a booklet and handed it up. The emperor saw the joy of Longxin, and the low pressure that had been shrouding the Qianqing Palace was finally relieved. The way the second daughter gets along with her is to summon Liu Huaidong into the palace, and give her a good meal of praise.

Liu Huaidong entered the palace tremblingly at the beginning, and was inexplicably praised, but when he realized that his second daughter Liu Xianhui went directly past him to meet the Fifth Prince, and handed over the paper, he felt displeased. but proud.

The emperor was overjoyed, and promised to reward him for his merits when the plague passed.

(End of this chapter)