I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 97

The whole dormitory is extremely peaceful, except for the occasional slight sound of turning, only the crackling sound of burning charcoal fire.

Good times are not long.

Su Tian has never been a patient person, and she was distracted just after halfway through the approval of the memorial.

Covered by the memorial, Su Tian secretly looked at Quan Juan.

He was leaning sideways on the bed, probably because of the heat, he took off the brocade robe outside, and the clothes inside were light and slim, revealing a muscular male body, looking up, the Adam's apple on the slender neck was slightly protruding, rolling from time to time, Seductively tight.

The eyes glued to his body were too hot, Quan Yu seemed to be aware of it, and sat up with his book together: "Your Highness."

Su Tian sat up straight and said honestly, "I'm reading the memorial."

Quan Juan lowered her eyes again, opened the book in her hand, and didn't bother to expose her.

The day passed like this.

As the sun gradually turned to the west, Su Tian stretched her waist, got up and poured a cup of slightly cold tea, without any fuss, raised her neck and poured it down.

Quan Juan had just finished reading the book in his hand, sat up straight, and glanced at her casually: "Your Highness, is it finished?"

Su Tian blinked: "Of course."

"So cute." Quan Yu walked over, bent over and hugged her, with gentle eyes: "It's getting late, go to rest early."

Su Tian stared at Quan Juan's rolling Adam's apple for a long time, and finally kissed her when Quan Juan was about to put her down.

Quan Juefang walked to the side of the couch, and was about to put her down, but his movements froze abruptly, and the astonishment in his eyes was full.

"Ah Fen." Su Tian's delicate white fingers couldn't help caressing Quan Fen's cheek that was close at hand, her eyes were full of obsession.

Quan Juan paused, pulled her hand down, and avoided her touch: "It's getting late, Your Highness should rest."

"...I'm going to get someone to fetch water."

After finishing speaking, Quan Jue bent down and put her on the couch, and the next moment, he almost fled in despair.

Su Tian looked at Quan Juan's fleeing back, and sighed long.

Her Ah Fen ran away again.

He is obviously fine on weekdays, but as long as she expresses a little extra affection and takes a step towards him, he will immediately back a hundred steps.

Su Tian couldn't figure out what Quan Juan meant, so she first reflected on herself.

Maybe she was too impatient. After all, Ah Fen lived alone since she was a child, and it is understandable that she doesn't like to be close to people.

Or step by step.

Su Tian was thinking wildly, and fell asleep in a daze holding a ball of brocade quilt.

Sleeping deeply, with a slight force to pull the quilt in her arms, Su Tian murmured, barely opened her sight, looked at the blurred figure in front of her eyes, closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

"Let go." Quan Jue stood on the side of the bed, slightly leaned over to support the bed, gently tugged at the quilt in her arms with one hand, and said, "Your head is sweating, cover it so tightly, isn't Your Highness hot?"

"Hmm." I don't know if Su Tian heard it, but the hand holding the brocade quilt slightly loosened.

"Good boy." Quan Yu pulled out the brocade that she was holding in her arms, unfolded it vigorously, and was about to put it back on for her when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

He grabbed the brocade quilt in his hand, and could faintly feel a damp touch.

It's not the soaking wet feeling, but the wetness floating on the surface.

It's more like... Khan.

is it hot?How can you sweat so much?

Quan Juan threw the brocade in one place, fumbled and lit the oil lamp in the room.

The dim room suddenly lit up, Quan Jue looked over and saw that the person on the couch was red-faced, her temples were wet with sweat, and she looked hot, but her curled up body was trembling and trembling slightly, It's like cold again.

"Susu." Quan Yu gently pushed her: "Wake up."

Su Tian barely opened her eyes: "I'm so sleepy, don't make trouble with me, I want to sleep."

Quan Yu raised his hand and touched her forehead, it wasn't hot, but covered with a fine layer of sweat, Quan Yu clenched his fists, turned around and walked out of the hall.

It was late at night.

"boom--"

The old imperial doctor on duty in the imperial hospital was fast asleep in the small inner room when he was suddenly awakened by a loud noise.

Is there an earthquake?
The old doctor was stunned, and before he fully recovered from his sleepiness, he was suddenly lifted up by his collar.

The old imperial physician was shocked, someone dared to break into the palace and kidnap the imperial physician.

"save……"

He opened his mouth and was about to shout, when he was suddenly thrown off the couch by the person who was holding him, his voice was cold: "Get up, follow me."

This voice... seems to have been heard somewhere.

The old doctor suddenly gave a jolt, obediently shut up, and quickly got up from the ground.

Isn't that the voice of the son-in-law?
"My son-in-law, my son-in-law..." The old doctor called out hesitantly, and respectfully saluted: "I have seen my son-in-law..."

"Shut up and follow me." Quan Jue got to the point: "The princess is sick."

"Yes, yes, the old minister packs some things." Hearing this, the old imperial doctor quickly straightened her clothes without being urged, and followed Quan Juan with the medicine box.

Quan Jue moved briskly, carrying the imperial physician in and out into the Hall of Eight Phoenixes, hardly disturbing anyone.

When Qiu went alone, he realized that something was wrong, and when he hesitated to push the door to enter, what he saw was the scene of his master holding the soup and feeding the medicine with His Royal Highness the Empress Dowager.

"Are you awake?" Quan Yu casually glanced at Qiu Qu, and said, "Boil the medicine on the table tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty is sick again?" Qiu Qu lowered his eyes, sighing inwardly that his master's martial arts might have improved a lot.

"Squeamish." Quan Yi glanced at the stack of memorials on the desk case that were not yet ready to be sent away, "Just write a few more words, and I will get sick from work."

It was rare to hear his master complain, and Qiu Qu couldn't help laughing: "His Royal Highness is injured, she is delicate and weak, I'm afraid she can't work hard."

Quan Jue shook his head, and said: "Go down, don't forget to boil the medicine and bring it tomorrow."

Qiu went to Yingshi, and lightly collected a few medicine packets left by the imperial physician on the table, and when he looked up, he saw Quan Juan holding a medicine bowl, feeding Su Tian a spoonful, and leaking a spoonful of embarrassment.

Even if Su Tian fell asleep, she still didn't cooperate with taking the medicine, her lips were tightly pursed, and the soup and medicine stayed down the corner of her mouth and into her neck.

Before leaving, Qiu Qu said suddenly: "Master, you might as well try feeding."

Quan Yu's eyes froze.

"The servant didn't say anything just now." Qiu Qu quickly hid out with the medicine in his arms.

Quan Juan looked at the medicine bowl, at Su Tian, ​​and fell silent for a while.

……

"The slave just forgot to ask about these medicines..." Qiu Qu pushed the door in with the medicine in his hand, before he could say a word, he suddenly turned to Shang Quan's lips that were slightly stained with medicine.

The sound of the exit stopped abruptly, Qiu Qu honestly shut his mouth, and slipped out, not forgetting to close the door: "Ah, the servant suddenly remembered that there are still some things that have not been dealt with outside, and the servant is leaving first."

(End of this chapter)