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

Chapter 192 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 30

Quan Jiu: "Does the Imperial Master really think so?"

Xu Zhu: "Naturally."

Quan Jiu: Ergou, he is so fake.

001: Otherwise, what do you want him to say? I wish you a long life and a speedy return to the West?

Quan Jiu:...shut up.

"hiss……"

The white powder came into contact with the blood-red wound, causing her to tremble and retract her hand suddenly!

Before Xu Zhu's medicine was finished, when he saw her shrinking her hand, he instinctively grabbed her, and with this grab, he grabbed the back of Quan Jiu's skinned hand.

The woman's hand, which was obviously smaller, was taken into the man's. The larger one and the smaller one looked particularly harmonious, with a hint of ambiguity quietly added to the harmony.

Quan Jiu and Xu Zhu were both obviously stunned.

Xu Zhu let go unnaturally, feeling the residual warmth in his palm, and pursed his lips.

"Your Majesty, please don't move, the wound has not been treated yet."

Quan Jiu blinked and put his hand back into his:

"Then my dear, continue."

Holding the woman's soft catkin again, Xu Zhu's state of mind was different from before. At first it was just to apply medicine, but now he held the warmth in his hand, and a shallow ripple appeared in his heart. He couldn't concentrate at all.

.

Quan Jiu was very close to him, and the faint fragrance of herbs wafted from her body. Different from the dress up in the palace, she only wore a white men's robe, and her long hair was tied behind her head, fixed with only a white jade hairpin.

Behind his head, his face was clear and beautiful, and his whole body exuded an immortal aura.

Xu Zhu's eyes became more and more complicated.

In just one year, her temperament changed again.

The "beautiful face" in the memory is becoming more and more blurred, but she is now like an unsheathed sword, showing its sharpness with each passing day.

The two were silent for a long time, Xu Zhu quietly applied medicine and bandaged her wound.

Quan Jiu: "I love you for your hard work."

Xu Zhu: "Your Majesty is still developing the antidote today?"

"good."

Xu Zhu: "Wei Chen..."

Quan Jiu: "Don't call yourself a minister. I went on a visit incognito. The moment you opened your mouth, your identity was exposed."

Xu Zhu paused for a moment: "What do you mean, sir?"

Quan Jiu rolled his eyes: "Call me Ah Jiu."

Her current identity is the Imperial Doctor of Jiu, and no one will doubt her if others call her Ajiu.

Xu Zhu was silent for a long time, as if this title was a bit difficult to say.

"A wine."

His red lips opened slightly and he faintly uttered two words.

Quan Jiu: "Come here and help me grind the medicine."

Xu Zhu: "Yeah."

The two spent the afternoon grinding the medicine, and that night, Quan Jiu became critically ill.

Originally I only had a low fever, but that night, my fever was so bad that I couldn't get out of bed.

All the food in her stomach was vomited out, she kept coughing, and the pustules on her body began to fester.

All the imperial doctors knelt down in front of the bed tremblingly, looking at the Imperial Master and Jingchuantang beside them, not daring to express their anger.

"It's been an hour since you took the medicine. Why hasn't your Majesty's condition improved?"

Jingchuantang was sitting in the upper seat, his phoenix eyes slightly raised. He was not in awe but was angry.

The chief physician knelt on the ground and kowtowed:

"General Jing, the antidote for this plague has not been successfully developed. Even the first version of the effective antidote was developed by His Majesty himself..."

Jingchuantang's black eyes were cold and stern, and he said mockingly:

"Twenty of you are still no match for His Majesty, who has studied medicine for one year?"

The Chief Physician kowtowed even harder:

"Please forgive me, General Jing."

They really tried their best.

Xu Zhu's face also looked a little ugly.

The hope of successfully developing the antidote lies in Quan Jiu, but now that it is ready, she herself falls first.

"boom--!!"

In the wind and rain, the closed door was violently knocked open.

The man came with a dusty appearance, and his umbrella was soaked, dripping down the surface of the umbrella and soaking the man's purple robe.

"See you, my lord!"

When everyone in the room saw Feng Zhuo, except for Xu Zhu and Jing Chuantang, everyone else knelt down.

Phoenix's silver robe and purple gold crown, his handsome face, like that of an immortal, but the low air pressure around him destroyed the man's sense of beauty, making it daunting.

He ignored everyone and pushed the wheelchair directly to Quan Jiu's bedside.

Seeing the woman whose face was flushed with fever and whose phoenix eyes were tightly closed, his face became darker and her expression was solemn:

"When was the last time you gave me medicine?"

The Chief Physician saluted: "Go back, Your Majesty, about an hour ago."

Feng Zhuo caught a glimpse of the steaming black herbs in his hand and stretched out his hand:

"Give me the medicine."

The imperial doctor respectfully handed the medicine to Feng Zhuo's hand, and watched helplessly as the man helped Quan Jiu, picked up the spoon, and put it to her lips.

"Open your mouth."

Quan Jiu smelled a pungent herbal smell, which made him feel sick to his stomach.

The man's cold voice fell on her ears, and she suspected that she was hallucinating.

Why did she seem to hear Feng Zhuo's voice...

Quan Jiu struggled to open his eyes. Under the dim candlelight, the man's angular handsome face was indifferent, and a pair of black eyes stared directly at Quan Jiu.

Quan Jiu: “!!!”

Not an illusion?

Is this old thing really here?

"Fengzhuo?"

Because her nasal cavity was blocked, she had a thick nasal voice when she spoke.

Feng Zhuo gave a faint "hmm".

"Your Majesty, I'm late."

Quan Jiu blinked guiltily.

It was she who told others to hide it from Feng Zhuo.

The Qianqiu Kingdom can live without an empress, but it must not live without Feng Zhuo. The three surrounding countries are watching with eager eyes. Once Feng Zhuo is critically ill, others will definitely seize the opportunity to attack the Qianqiu Kingdom.

Fengzhuo could see her guilty conscience and her movements of feeding the medicine did not change.

"As for your Majesty's concealment of your secret, I will discuss it with you in detail when your Majesty recovers."

The subtext is——

When you get better, you and I will settle the accounts slowly.

Quan Jiu: "There are still five days left, and the development of the antidote is only halfway progressed. If my health is still good, I am still sure to develop the antidote, but now..."

Feng Zhuo: "Your Majesty, rest in peace and recover. Leave the rest to me."

He didn't believe that there was no one in the world who could develop an antidote.

Quan Jiu looked at his legs:

"Feng Zhuo, I want to see your legs sometime."

If she really belched after five days, she would definitely have to heal his leg injury before she died.

Feng Zhuo heard her subtext and frowned deeper.

"There's no rush, we'll talk about the treatment after you recover."

Every word Quan Jiu said was extremely laborious. She felt like her whole body was on fire and her throat was dry and tight. She spoke angrily:

"Then if I die, you plan to be a cripple for the rest of your life?"

"I told you that nothing will happen to your Majesty."

Feng Zhuo interrupted her.

Quan Jiu sighed helplessly, her consciousness became blurry again, she braced herself and talked to Feng Zhuo for so long, which had already consumed all her energy tonight.

Seeing that she had fallen asleep again, Feng Zhuo lowered his eyes and covered her with the quilt, passed the medicine bowl aside, and looked at Jingchuantang with cold eyes.

"If something happens to her, the Jing family won't be able to survive alone."

Jingchuantang saluted with both hands and said:

"I have neglected my duty. If something happens to Your Majesty, I will not be able to live alone."

Good night

(End of chapter)