Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chapter 720 Taifu’s paranoid husband (80)

   It is less ruthless and more pyrotechnic.

  It's kind of cute.

  Su Qiruo shook her head lightly, and she had already reached 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 to enter 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.

   After a lot of trouble checking the pulse and changing the medicine as usual, Imperial Doctor Liu left with the medicine box.

   I have to say that this old imperial doctor is really able to keep a secret, and the news of Su Qiruo's injury hasn't been spread yet.

  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 are no longer a problem, so I'm not afraid that someone might say something wrong and spread the word.

  On the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, Mrs. 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, he only said that the Taifu had a cold a few days ago and he was better now, so he stopped tossing back and forth.

   Wait until he recovers before returning home 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 let Su Bai 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 to be happy or unhappy.

  She has always felt that being an emperor is quite tiring, and the endless reading of books every day is enough to make her exhausted.

  But during this period of time, she realized how much the Tai Tuo had borne for her.

  Compared with the heavy and trivial things that fall on the head teacher 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 while flipping through the memorial, then said with a light smile, "Of course, I'm also a human being, so I'm naturally tired."

  Then the little emperor stepped forward and closed 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 tasks can't be done in a lifetime, so let's just do it slowly and don't rush."

   "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, please have a good sleep, there are ministers in 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.

  Since the former emperor passed away, she sat on the throne at the age of six, and she has never cried like this, no matter how much she has 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 approving the papers, it was already dark, and the little emperor was still asleep inside.

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

  As soon as I returned to the Green Bamboo Hall, I saw a thin figure kneeling in the courtyard. I don'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.

  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 Tai Tuo chooses, he dare not have the slightest complaint.

   "Nonsense!"

  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 did not 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 get out!"

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

  Yuyi Liu had already told her about Chu Moyan's situation, and Su Qiruo was still worried about his health, so who would have thought that 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 angrily. The last time was in Qianqing Palace, she asked him why he poisoned the emperor.

  Chu Moyan 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 recuperate him, she simply doesn't want to care about it, let him fend for himself!

   "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 young man's downcast eyes were trembling, and his heart ached badly.

   After all, Tai Tuo was annoyed with him and didn't want him anymore.

  If he can worship the Buddha and pray for the Taifu at Qingyun Temple, in exchange for the Taifu's life being safe, he is willing.

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

"you…"

  Su Qiruo flicked his sleeves, and didn't bother to care whether his knee was seriously injured, so he turned around and left the inner hall.

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

  Su Qiruo let Mo Yan and Mo Yu take Chu Moyan away, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

  Since Chu Moyan can't get over this hurdle in his heart, let him go and calm down. When he thinks it through, send someone to pick him up.

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

   "Master, Qingyun Temple is a bit colder than the capital now. His Royal Highness 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, so they rushed forward to persuade them.

  (end of this chapter)