Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 184 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 22

Quan Jiu met his see-through eyes, his expression unchanged.

"What do you mean, dear?"

It is said that the regent is so wise that she is almost a demon, and she has seen it today.

Feng Zhuo looked at her quietly without answering.

intuition.

The interaction between the assassin and Quan Jiu seemed normal, but he just felt that there was a tacit understanding flowing between the two.

Since there was no evidence, Feng Zhuo no longer struggled with the identity of the assassin and spoke.

"From today on, I will personally protect your majesty's safety, so your majesty can rest assured."

Quan Jiu: "Personal?"

Is it the kind of personal touch she thinks it is?

Feng Zhuo: "I will live in Lan Yin Hall from now on."

Lanyin Palace is only five minutes' walk from Quanjiu's bedroom.

Quan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for your help."

Feng Zhuo prepared paper and pen for her and asked her to draw the appearance of the assassin. After drinking for a long time, she drew a humanoid version of Peppa Pig——

The assassin's nostrils are larger than those of a pig.

Feng Zhuo stared at the portrait for a long time, then silently put the portrait away.

At this time, night fell outside the window, the wind was strong, and in less than two minutes, the sky was filled with thunder and it started to rain heavily.

Quan Jiu didn't expect the heavy rain to come at a moment's notice, so he immediately looked at Feng Zhuo's knees.

Last time in the Royal Garden, the imperial doctor said that the cold poison in his knees would attack every rainy day, and he didn't know if he was in pain now.

"Aiqing, your legs..."

Feng Zhuo sat by the door, looking at the crackling rain with an indifferent expression:

"It's okay, I've already gotten used to it."

Quan Jiu: “Should I give you medicine?”

Feng Zhuo was a little surprised: "Is there medicine in your palace?"

The rain was so heavy that anyone who went out with an umbrella would probably get wet within seconds. It was too troublesome to go to the Prince Regent's Mansion to get medicine now, so he might as well endure it.

Quan Jiu: "After you told me last time, I asked the imperial doctor to prepare an extra copy in my bedroom."

Mainly because she wanted to study this ointment.

She raised her eyes and met Feng Zhuo's unspeakable black eyes.

Quan Jiu: “…”

There seems to be something wrong.

It seemed like she was inviting Feng Zhuo to come to her bedroom more often?

Feng Zhuo stared at Quan Jiu, who was obviously stupid, and nodded lightly:

"Your Majesty is interested."

Quan Jiu: “…”

She simply wanted to study the ointment.

The heavy rain had been falling for an hour and showed no signs of abatement at all. Quan Jiu skillfully rolled up Feng Zhuo's trouser legs and applied the medicine.

"My dear, I recently found a miracle doctor. Maybe she has a chance to help you get back on your feet."

Having been disappointed too many times, Feng Zhuo did not hold out hope:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I am worried about you."

At first glance, I wasn't interested.

Quan Jiu: "I'm serious. This miracle doctor comes from the Western Regions and has cured many bone injuries. I heard that she is going to Beijing soon. I will definitely invite her back to the palace to treat you."

Fengzhuo still didn't take it to heart:

"Um."

Quan Jiu saw his indifferent attitude and said no more.

It was almost early in the morning, and there was heavy rain, lightning and thunder. Instead of getting lighter, the rain became even heavier.

Fengzhuo finally decided to leave:

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, I'll take my leave first."

Quan Jiu looked at his knees:

"But with such a heavy rain, holding an umbrella is useless. If you go out now, you will get wet in three breaths. The imperial doctor said that you should keep your knees warm."

Feng Zhuo reminded: "Your Majesty, it is already midnight."

He had already stayed in "Zhu Yan's" palace for two hours. There were differences between men and women, so it would be inappropriate for him to stay any longer.

Only then did Quan Jiu notice the time:

"It's already midnight..."

Fengzhuo was waiting for her to say something to chase him away, but he didn't expect Quan Jiu to suddenly say.

"Since it's so late, my dear, please stay tonight."

Feng Zhuo was shocked, raised his eyes and said in disbelief:

"His Majesty?"

Quanjiu solved his doubts:

"My reputation has been ruined for a long time. You think I would care about those rumors, but it's because your legs are so bad. It's windy and rainy outside. I definitely have no reason to push an important minister of the country into a pit of fire."

In modern times, this Yangxin Hall would be a three-hundred-meter-large flat floor. In such a large palace, it would be no problem to accommodate one more Fengzhuo.

After Quan Jiu's persuasion, Feng Zhuo finally stayed. Compared to the other party, he didn't care about the criticism of others.

Quan Jiu arranged a floor bunk for him next to the bed.

"My dear, are you going to rest here tonight?"

Feng Zhuo, who had never slept on the floor before: "..."

Looking into Quan Jiu's shining eyes, he reluctantly nodded.

Quan Jiu was lying on the dragon bed, with only a gauze curtain between them.

Feng Zhuo had no intention of falling asleep. He didn't take off his clothes and sat cross-legged on the ground doing exercises to heal his injuries.

The cold poison was not as easy as what he said. In addition to applying ointment, he had to stop doing exercises to expel the cold air that was constantly coming from his knees.

After he had been running for two weeks, most of the pain in his knee finally dissipated.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, opened his dark eyes, and found that the woman on the bed had already slept heartlessly.

Thinking of "Zhu Yan's" recent abnormality, his eyes flashed slightly, he got up and came to her bedside.

The woman's red lips were slightly open, and the neckline on her chest was messy and loose from sleeping.

He sat on the edge of the bed for a long time and slowly stretched out his hand towards her white underwear...

After seeing the fire phoenix on Quan Jiu's shoulder, a dark color flashed in his eyes.

Quan Jiu had already woken up when he came near.

She thought he would choke her, but she didn't expect that he would actually take off her clothes.

Quan Jiu: Ergou, he takes off women's clothes at will, he doesn't abide by male ethics.

001:So?

Quan Jiu: I have to teach him a lesson.

The woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed seemed to be having a nightmare. She suddenly twisted uncomfortably. Feng Zhuo was unprepared and watched as her half-exposed shoulders became fully exposed.

Feng Zhuo: “…”

He tried to reach out and put her clothes on, but the wine was pressing down on her sleeves. He wanted to pull the sleeves out without waking her up, but the possibility was almost zero.

The man frowned as he had a headache.

If she was allowed to sleep like this, how should he explain the torn belt when he woke up tomorrow morning?

Quan Jiu saw him in trouble, his hands hidden under the quilt clutched the sheets, trying not to laugh.

Feng Zhuo stretched out his hand, intending to help her dress again, but the woman suddenly turned over, and his fingertips were missed again.

The man's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly.

"Since Your Majesty is awake, why bother pretending to be asleep?"

Quan Jiu: Wori, seems to have lost his temper?

001: He is a martial arts practitioner. He can hear the slightest change in your breathing frequency.

When she was suppressing laughter just now, her breathing rate was obviously wrong.

Quan Jiu gritted his teeth: "Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?"

001:I see you are having a great time.

Quan Jiu: “!!!”

She blinked her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes, deciding that the evildoer would file a complaint first.

"My dear, why do you want to take off my belt?"

Feng Zhuo: “…”

Quan drinks slowly and wears his belt:

"Although I'm a wildcat, I also understand that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests."

Feng Zhuo: "If you don't eat the grass on the edge of your nest, what will happen to General Jing and the Imperial Preceptor?"

Goodnight Aoao

(End of chapter)