Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Bei Qiu was taken aback, looked up at Miao Ziyan in surprise, and took the medicine bowl: "Thank you."

He actually knew that he was giving her a drink cooler?

While drinking, she raised her eyes to look at Miao Ziyan, she didn't seem to be single-minded, she knew how to be flexible...

"My lord, please boil the medicine for me." Bei Qiu returned the medicine bowl to Miao Ziyan, "I will definitely get better as soon as possible, so I can help you."

"En." Miao Ziyan took the bowl and went out.

Bei Qiu lay on the bed and slept all night. When she woke up the next morning, she felt that her head was not so painful, but her body was still heavy.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that there were several quilts covering my body.

My heart warms up.

Miao Ziyan still knows how to care about people.

There was food on the table, and after she got up and had a full meal, she lay back down and continued to sleep.

After a while, Miao Ziyan opened the door and came in again.

Holding bamboo slips in hand.

"Master?" Bei Qiu looked at Miao Ziyan suspiciously.

The latter moved a chair and sat beside Bei Qiu's bed, "Medical skills should not be neglected."

talking.

He started to read, and it was full of medical classics, which required Bei Qiu to familiarize himself with the memorized things. Bei Qiu listened, rolled his eyes, and fell asleep.

the following few days.

Miao Ziyan seems to revolve around Bei Qiu, even when reading classics, she still needs Bei Qiu to answer, she just trains Bei Qiu as an apprentice, and wants to pass on everything she has learned in her life to Bei Qiu.

But Bei Qiu is a little lazy.

Especially when a person rests, it doesn't seem like continuing to do things.

Lying in bed every day, with Miao Ziyan serving her, she felt that life was very good, so she recovered from her illness, and kept pretending to be sick, lying on the bed pretending to be weak.

But because it's overdone.

Seventh day in bed.

It aroused Miao Ziyan's suspicion, "The medicine I specially prepared, why are you still in poor health?"

"Maybe, maybe it's because I was too tired, tired, and sick some time ago...that's why I haven't recovered. Kekekeke..." Bei Qiu coughed a few times, panted heavily and leaned on the On the bed, looking weakly at Miao Ziyan.

Miao Ziyan frowned slightly, "Really?"

"Really." Bei Qiu nodded.

Miao Ziyan stretched out her hand to grab Bei Qiu's hand and feel her pulse.

Bei Qiu immediately put her hand on her forehead, "Master, my head still hurts, is it the wind and cold to the bones?"

"Wait for me to see." Miao Ziyan wanted to check Bei Qiu's pulse again.

However, Bei Qiu directly stuffed her hands into the quilt, looking like a corpse, looking at Miao Ziyan with a pale face, "Master, I'm afraid I will die soon."

The corner of Miao Ziyan's mouth twitched slightly, and directly lifted Bei Qiu's quilt.

Bei Qiu was startled, and held onto the quilt tightly, "My lord, what are you doing, if, if I have no clothes under me, it's impossible, my lord wants to marry me!"

next moment.

Bei Qiu was already standing on the mountain in a mess in the wind.

Just now Miao Ziyan didn't care what she said, just grabbed her hand and started to feel the pulse, and after finding that she was already well, he threw her up the mountain mercilessly.

Bei Qiu was really full of snot and tears, facing such a person, she was really powerless, so she could only work hard and start collecting herbs.

In a flash, it is winter.

Miao Ziyan still wears so little, but Bei Qiu is already wrapped in various thick clothes, like a rice dumpling, and runs up the mountain every day.

It also ushered in Bei Qiu's first year in this Yaowang Valley.

Yaowang Valley has always been deserted, and Miao Ziyan doesn't feel much about the New Year and is still deserted. On the contrary, Bei Qiu often goes down the mountain to buy some New Year's goods to store at home.

During the meal, Bei Qiu put her face in front of Miao Ziyan: "My lord, look at me, don't I look like a man?"

Miao Ziyan glanced at Bei Qiu in surprise, then shook her head inexplicably: "No."

"Then why has the son never regarded me as a woman for more than half a year? I do all the dirty work and all the work?" Bei Qiu expressed her dissatisfaction.

Miao Ziyan was slightly stunned, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll cook after that."

Bei Qiu retracted her head feebly, buried her head in her meal, her EQ was low, who was to blame? Could it really put people to sleep?

Bei Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

She looked at Miao Ziyan suddenly, yes, how could she forget.

Miao Ziyan was looked at inexplicably, frowned slightly, lowered her head and continued to eat, wondering what her little apprentice was thinking.

Bei Qiu's mind is already in a crazy storm.

At the moment when the sinister smile was about to rise on his face, a picture suddenly appeared in Bei Qiu's mind. After the love on the bed, Miao Ziyan kicked her out of the bed, and then threw her up the mountain to collect herbs.

She trembled immediately, and all thoughts were thrown away.

Miao Ziyan glanced at Bei Qiu and shivered, then moved his bowl to the side, as if keeping a certain distance from him, he frowned slightly, what happened?

Puzzled, Miao Ziyan took a piece of food for Bei Qiu.

Bei Qiu stared dumbfounded at the dishes in the bowl, and looked at Miao Ziyan who continued to eat with her head down. Is this enlightenment?

"Thank you son." Bei Qiu said happily, and threw the guess into her mouth.

Yaowang Valley is much colder than the mountain.

The snow was also the first to fall.

As soon as the door was opened, the courtyard was completely white, and the air was filled with an unprecedented clear smell. She stretched comfortably and swept the snow into a ball.

The original ground of the yard is exposed.

Then concentrate on making snowballs one by one.

It took a long time to realize something was wrong, why hasn't Miao Ziyan come out yet? She walked to the door of Miao Ziyan's room and knocked on the door: "My lord, it's dawn, when will you get up?"

There was no sound in the room.

Bei Qiu knocked on the door: "Master, can you get up for breakfast?"

Still no sound.

Bei Qiu frowned slightly, isn't she there? Or something unexpected? Bei Qiu immediately pushed the door open and went straight to Miao Ziyan's bed. Miao Ziyan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed in pain.

Fair skin flushed.

His eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes were trembling, one hand was grabbing the quilt, and the other was grabbing his chest.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?!" Bei Qiu immediately rushed to Miao Ziyan's bedside, shaking Miao Ziyan.

The heat of her body made Bei Qiu withdraw her hand in fright.

How could he be so hot? Have a fever?

But he still closed it tightly, as if he was struggling in consciousness, his thin lips moved slightly.

Bei Qiu approached and heard Miao Ziyan's voice: "Don't...don't go..."

"Who doesn't want to go?" Bei Qiu asked in a whisper.

Miao Ziyan's body was too hot, and she felt very uncomfortable when she was touched a little, so she immediately covered her with the quilt, boiled a pot of water, and moved to Miao Ziyan's room.

Wrap a little ice in a towel and put it on Miao Ziyan's head.