After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Chapter 26 Staying New Year’s Eve

The taste of this liver-protecting soup is really hard to describe.

It can no longer be simply summed up by the word "bad". In short, it is the kind of taste that you never want to drink again after drinking it once.

But I have to say that after taking these two bowls of decoction, Ye Qinghuai felt much better. Her head no longer hurt, and her stomach felt much better.

Ye Qinghuai expressed his physical feelings to Zhou Shouyi, and patted Zhou Shouyi on the side.

"Grandpa Zhou is really a miracle doctor. Just two bowls of soup made me feel comfortable all over."

But Zhou Shouyi just glanced at her sideways and said, "Next time I drink like this, I'll stick to this decoction."

Thinking of the unspeakable taste, Ye Qinghuai stopped talking.

Aunt Fanghua put dumplings on Ye Qinghuai's plate and eased the atmosphere: "Mr. Zhou, you are keeping a straight face during this big holiday. You will not be lucky this year."

Zhou Shouyi's expression softened a little, and he murmured: "As long as she doesn't make any mistakes, she will be my blessing."

"What can I do wrong? Grandpa Zhou, eat dumplings. Aunt Fanghua cooks them deliciously, even better than those made by the imperial chef." Ye Qinghuai enthusiastically pushed a plate of dumplings in front of Zhou Shouyi.

Zhou Shou glanced at her, smiled angrily, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The room was warmed by the charcoal pot, and there was heavy snow falling outside. The three people sat around a round table, eating two plates of dumplings while talking and laughing. Cannons inside and outside the palace could be heard intermittently outside the window.

The sound of bamboo.

Just like an ordinary people's home.

For Ye Qinghuai, this is the real New Year’s Eve dinner.

Only at this moment will she feel that the palace is not only a palace, but also a home.

After a while, the two plates of dumplings were completely wiped out, and Aunt Fanghua brought three bowls of dumpling soup.

"The original soup becomes the original food." Aunt Fanghua said to Ye Qinghuai when she saw that she didn't want to drink it.

Ye Qinghuai then picked up the steaming soup, blew on it, took a sip, and then put down the bowl.

Zhou Shouyi took out a very small porcelain bottle from his waist. It was only half the size of a palm, but very delicate. He placed the small bottle in front of Ye Qinghuai and said, "Eat this."

Ye Qinghuai's expression darkened slightly. She paused, poured out a pill from the vial, raised her head and swallowed it.

Zhou Shouyi watched her swallow it before putting the empty bottle away.

This medicine is modified on the basis of Xiangyin Pills. It is Zhou Shouyi's exclusive secret recipe. Taking it can make Ye Qinghuai's voice as low and hoarse as a man's. However, it usually only lasts for more than a month, so Zhou Shouyi will do it at the beginning of every month.

Shouyi would bring one over for her to eat.

"I have fine-tuned the formula. Please pay attention to your next menstrual period to see if there is any effect." Zhou Shou said.

Ye Qinghuai nodded.

After a short moment of silence in the room, Ye Qinghuai suddenly asked: "Grandpa Zhou, can you develop a medicine that will completely turn me into a man?"

Zhou Shouyi looked at her with his eyes wide open and asked angrily: "Are you still awake from the wine?"

Ye Qinghuai knew the meaning of his words and chuckled: "I didn't say anything drunk. I really want such a medicine."

"I'm a doctor, not a god. I don't have the ability to reverse yin and yang." Zhou Shou shook the empty bottle in his hand and said, "This is already the limit."

Ye Qinghuai nodded. She didn't have much hope, she just asked.

Aunt Fanghua noticed something strange about her today and asked, "Why did your Majesty suddenly have such an idea? But what happened?"

Aunt Fanghua still understands her.

Ye Qinghuai raised his head and looked at Aunt Fanghua, with a helpless smile in his eyes: "After the New Year, I will be a queen."

"What?" Zhou Shou stood up in shock.

Aunt Fanghua dropped the soup bowl in her hand on the table, which was covered with a thick tablecloth, and the half-empty bowl made a muffled sound.

Ye Qinghuai looked up at Zhou Shouyi with a calm expression. Zhou Shouyi's beard was raised, whether it was shock or anger.

"After the New Year, I will be engaged to Chen Yuansi's granddaughter, and we will get married after my father has completed his filial piety. In the few days leading up to the New Year, the Chen family should spread the news." Ye Qinghuai said.

After hearing that she said it was an engagement, Zhou Shouyi's expression softened a little.

Aunt Fanghua was still worried and asked anxiously: "Your Majesty wants to marry that Chen girl? But, but...how will your Majesty get married?"

Seeing her appearance, Ye Qinghuai couldn't help but want to tease her, and said distressedly: "I wanted to rely on Grandpa Zhou to help me get through, but I didn't expect that there are medicines in this world that Grandpa Zhou can't prepare. It seems that this time my woman

I can’t keep my identity.”

Aunt Fanghua was so anxious that she couldn't even speak.

Zhou Shouyi closed the medicine box at his feet, picked it up and walked out the door.

"Where are you going, Grandpa Zhou?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

Zhou Shou replied without replying: "Resign. Stay away from you. I can live ten more years."

Ye Qinghuai was not angry but smiled and said: "It's so late, where will Grandpa Zhou resign?"

"You don't care where I go! Anyway, I just stay away from you." Zhou Shouyi was obviously still angry.

"There is no rush to resign." Ye Qinghuai advised calmly, "Grandpa Zhou might as well wait a little longer. In another year, I will resign with you and leave the palace together."

Zhou Shouyi was silent for a moment, turned around, stared at Ye Qinghuai and asked, "You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"I said, give me one year to find a reliable person to entrust the country to. Then I will accompany you out of the palace."

Zhou Shouyi looked at Ye Qinghuai in disbelief and said nothing for a while.

"Isn't Grandpa Zhou been compiling the "Lingshu Baicao Jing"? When the New Year comes next year, I will accompany you to search for Baicao and compile a medical book." Ye Qinghuai had a gentle smile on his face, as if he was saying something.

An ordinary family affair.

"Are you going to hand over the world of Da Jing?" Zhou Shouyi finally found his voice.

"Si Chen, I cannot sit firmly in this position. Instead of waiting until the world is in chaos and being forced to commit suicide, it is better to find a suitable emperor to give up the throne. In this way, I can be relieved as soon as possible, and so can you.

We can save our lives and the people don’t have to suffer from the war. It’s great to kill three birds with one stone.” Ye Qinghuai said briskly.

"Your Majesty wants the Zen throne?" Aunt Fanghua interjected and asked.

Ye Qinghuai nodded.

"Who will give the Zen position?" Zhou Shouyi asked with a frown.

Ye Qinghuai shrugged: "I haven't thought about it yet. But isn't there still one year left?"

Zhou Shouyi seemed to be angered by her indifferent attitude, and said angrily: "Do you know what you are doing? Zen position? If you want to Zen position, the other party may not keep your life."

Ye Qinghuai suppressed his smile and said seriously: "The person I entrust is definitely not a narrow-minded person. But if the time comes, my life must be taken to stabilize the government, then I will not hesitate to die."

Zhou Shouyi was stunned, as if he was swayed by Ye Qinghuai's magnanimity. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "What if we don't find such a person within a year? Have you ever imagined how it would end?

"

Ye Qinghuai's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, we can only find a way to overthrow the Chen family."

Zhou Shouyi suddenly stopped talking because he saw a cold and decisive look on Ye Qinghuai's face.

A look that should never appear on a sixteen-year-old's face.

(End of chapter)