Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 585 Emperor Leng Ao, don’t chase me (25)

  Su Qiao stayed up all night, drew a few draft drawings, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

  To run away, martial arts are not good enough.

   Before dawn, there was a knock on the door.

   "Master, it's time to get up, it's almost time for Mao."

  Biqiu covered her mouth and yawned, then kept knocking on the door: "Master, it will be too late if you can't afford it."

  There was no movement in the house, and the two little men were a little anxious.

   "My dear son, you are on the first day of today as a errand, and you must not be late."

   "Second son, you must not miss the hour."

  Su Qiao was too lazy to bother, lay down on the bed, hugged the pillow and fell asleep.

  The son showed his face in front of the emperor. Suhou Ye was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. Yinshi packed himself up and sat in the front yard and waited.

  After seeing my son for a long time, he ran over in a hurry.

   "Qiao Er, get up quickly. It's almost time to get up. You have to get up quickly and clean up. The emperor values ​​you so much, so you can't live up to the emperor Shengen."

   "I'm so annoying, it's still dark this day, what are you shouting?"

  Su Qiao finished his practice and was just a little sleepy. Unexpectedly, they kept arguing, so they could only yawn and open the door.

  "Qiaoer, today is your first day as a errand, how can you be so slack?"

  Su Houye hated iron and steel.

"ok, ok, I got it."

  Su Qiao yawned one after another, wiped the saline from the corner of her eyes, turned around and picked up a sandalwood box from the table, and stuffed it into her father's hands:

  "Father, you send someone to give this box to the emperor and tell him that my son had studied all night last night and was exhausted. Now he is exhausted and can't go as a errand today."

  Master Suhou was anxious: "How can this work? Qiao'er, the emperor, he praised you so much, you just crawl..."

  His words haven't finished yet, Su Qiao has fallen into Biqiu's arms.

  "Master!" Biqiu held her anxiously: "Master, what's the matter with you?"

  Su Qiao Youyou opened his eyes and shook his head weakly:

   "I'm fine, but my head is a little dizzy and my chest is a little stuffy. I should be fine when I lie down and rest."

  I can’t climb anymore now. I shouldn’t need to go now, right?

  Biqiu saw that Su Qiao was weak and listless, so he hurriedly called Xiaowu together and helped him onto the bed.

   Then did he say to Lord Su Hou with a look of heartache:

   "Master Hou, the young master was already in poor health. He went to the lamp to study last night, and now he is tired and fainted. Can you take a leave of absence from the emperor?"

  "This...this..." Lord Su Hou did not dare to stroke the emperor's tiger's beard.

  But the son is now like this, and it’s not a good face.

   If you faint in class, the effect will be even worse.

   "Well, then you have a good rest at home, for your father... for your father to help you to sue the emperor."

  As for sending someone to send it over, he absolutely dare not.

  Master Suhou was holding the box, and didn't dare to open it, and went to the palace tremblingly.

  Facing the emperor's gloomy and unpredictable sight, Lord Su Hou only felt his scalp numb and his legs trembling.

   "The emperor... the emperor, please forgive me for your sins, it's really... my son is too weak to... can't come to receive the emperor's favor in person."

  Long Jingyuan's face turned dark, and he was very angry with a smile: "Oh, you gave birth to a good son."

  The courage is able to stand up to the sky. Yesterday, he was both soft and hard. He personally told him to see him today, but he even dared to resist the decree.

  Quan Gonggong shrank his neck, standing behind him not daring to say a word.

  In his heart, Su Qiao scolded Su Qiao as a doggie.

  The brighter the emperor smiled, the more angry he was.

  I was really annoyed this time.

  (End of this chapter)