Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Shi Qingyue also slept unsteadily this night. The wind and snow knocked on the window in the middle of the night. After waking up from her sleep, she could not close her eyes anymore. Zhezi, only approved an outer robe and ran out in a hurry.

Passing through a corridor is the main hall, Zhengxiang, the little palace lady who was watching the night tilted her head to sleep, hurriedly pushed open the door of the inner hall and heard a heart-piercing cough.

The thin girl in white leaned her head on the side of the couch, half of her body leaned out of the edge of the bed, her thin back trembling constantly, she coughed so badly, but because of her weakness, her voice was so low that she couldn't even wake up vigil. The palace man.

Xu Zhaosu's arms on the couch became weaker and weaker, and he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly falling into a tender embrace.

The cold Meixiang seemed to carry the cold fragrance that never dissipated from the top of the Zhongnan Mountain, and she had been enveloped for a long time. Xu Zhaosu's five fingers unconsciously clenched tightly, the joints were pinched until they turned green, and the whole person froze for a moment, and couldn't help it. Continued to cough in a low voice.

A gentle hand stroked her thin spine, her unskilled appearance, she was a little at a loss, her voice was close at hand, with a trace of tremor: "Great doctor? Great doctor! Xuan Tai doctor!"

Xu Zhaosu suspected that he had heard it wrong. How could a person who has never changed his face before the Taishan collapse had such a time when he lost control?

Xu Zhaosu was sweating, and she had a nightmare at night. In the dream, she was still in the dark dungeon. The lights were dim. The dark guard brought a blood coat from the border and begged her to leave the palace immediately.

Thousands of miles away, in the bitter and cold frontier, her only blood relative in this world was shot and killed by random arrows, and she slept under the ice and snow.

For a moment, fear attacked her heart, her throat was sweet, and the moment she could hardly be supported, someone took her into her arms.

The person she used to be familiar with, who she wanted to put on the tip of her heart day and night, was also the one who nearly died after torturing her and imprisoning her for a year.

She fell into the endless nightmare again, and began to tremble slightly, even unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, five fingers clenched tightly and raised her head in a panic, trying to confirm something, but the eyes were just a blinding void, and nothing was seen.

After a long time, a warm palm lightly covered her eyes.

The voice was muted: "Don't look..."

Xu Zhaosu's heart sank suddenly, like a falling ice cellar, crashing to the ground from a height. Yes, this is reality. Her legs will not be good in the future, and her eyes may no longer be able to see clearly.

Perhaps, she would never see anything in her life.

At this moment, the maid holding a bowl of soup and medicine tremblingly whispered in front of the couch: "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready..."

The turbulent hatred almost drowned his mind in an instant. Xu Zhaosu found the place where the soup medicine was with his vague voice, his trembling hand swept across, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground with a harsh, crisp sound.

Amidst the panicked shouts of the palace man on the side, the whole bowl was splashed on the person beside him.

The boiling soup that just came down from the stove is so hot that it is usually placed aside for a while, and it is completely poured on people at this moment, and the pain can be imagined.

The moment the soup medicine was poured over, she felt her waist tighten, but someone held her tightly, covering her bare arm, and then there was a depressed snort.

The entire Yuming Hall was silent, everyone kneeled down together, silent, only the bitter medicinal juice fell on the bluestone ground, like a sword hanging on people's hearts.

The teacher of the country now holds great power and is pure and pure, and I don't know how it will end this time.

Xu Zhaosu withdrew his hand, closed his eyes, and a sneer in the corner of his mouth, what else could he do? At best, it was just throwing her back into the dark prison. Could it be more desperate than that?

Everyone thought that the national teacher would be furious at the stall. The man just stood up slowly, enduring the pain and said in a dumb voice: "Bring a new medicine for your majesty."

No one dared to raise their heads, but dared to reply in a low voice. Yaotong had just returned from the outside and looked at the hand of the national teacher hidden under his sleeve robe in fear in the face of the wind and snow.

His slender fingers were hot and flushed, and even a layer of skin was peeled off in serious places. They were trembling slightly in an unknown corner under his sleeves. He was shocked, and he was about to look up again in the gap, inside. The hoarse voice of the hall girl was accompanied by the crunch of something broken: "Go--"

The Chinese teacher in plain clothes paused, his eyebrows drooped, no emotions: "Wait a minute to go in and clean up, don't let her hurt yourself."

Yaotong was stunned for a long time before realizing that he had said this to himself, and quickly whispered yes.

When he raised his head again, the white robe had broken into the continuous wind and snow, hidden in the depths of the palace wall. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the news he had just inquired about.

The whereabouts of the eldest princess had indeed been leaked, but the person just put it on hold and did not order the death.

-I don't know what tricks this rebellious minister is doing.

Yaotong scratched his head and didn't know what to do. He just hurried into the inner hall. The female king was on the edge of the couch, her beautiful face was cold to the extreme, and the ground was a broken porcelain dish, and a few plums rolled down. On the ground.

I don't know if it is his illusion, he always feels that his majesty's closed eyes are faintly ridiculed and discouraged.

—She actually left!

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Shi Qingyue went back to Mingze Hall overnight, declared the imperial physician to watch the scald for himself, and bandaged it hastily.

It is really hot and it hurts. Nothing is spared from the back of the hand to the elbow. In severe areas, there is even peeling, and the lighter ones are red and swollen. The doctor who saw the bandage was cold and sweaty.

After reading the medicine box, I pondered for a while before speaking, "I am afraid that you have to avoid eating it recently, and try not to touch the water. If it is serious, it is not good."

The voice whispered softly, if this is not handled properly, wouldn't his head be in danger?

Shi Qingyue nodded slightly, and when the imperial physician's maid retreated, the system's voice appeared out of thin air: "Why don't you hide?"

Xu Zhaosu was blind, and he was totally inaccurate.

Shi Qingyue grinned in pain, without showing any signs on her face, and said calmly: "I have abused her for almost a year. It is not a big deal to be thrown by her with a bowl of medicine."

The system expressed strong suspicion, and simulated the scene again in the system space, and suddenly blessed her soul: "She was crooked at that moment, so please reach out to block it. Then you have to pour all on herself?"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

You don't say that no one takes you as a dumb, so there is no need to expose me.

The only hand that was intact quickly stretched out, and the switch was pressed between the flashes, and the system had only time to type the last sentence on the screen.

—Shi Qingyue, you become angry from embarrassment!

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Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. The climate in early spring was changing rapidly. The snow was still flying in the first two days. In the past few days, the ice and snow melted, and the flowers are blooming again.

Since the last time the system crawled out of the space with difficulty, tearfully understood what it means to be cautious in words and deeds. After waiting for ten days without seeing this salted fish act, it finally couldn't help but say: "How long will you have to wait?"

Shi Qingyue criticized the paper with one hand, and shook his tightly wrapped left hand with one hand, without lifting his eyelids: "Work injury."

The system was weirdly silent, and the tone began to be gentle: "Does the burn hurt?"

"nonsense."

Can she put on a pain mask on the spot when it hurts?

"Being burnt to death alive is more painful than a burn.

Shi Qingyue: "..."

The system's tone became more and more gentle and amiable: "What has Xu Zhaosu done since he became black, do I need to popularize science again?"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

In fact, it’s nothing, it’s the only way to blacken the villain’s boss, such as burning to death the scum who deceived Jiangshan alive, burying the ashes of the scum under the wall of his palace, and betraying her in the past. All were sentenced to capital punishment, including but not limited to Tanxiang Lingchi's five-horse dismemberment—

Because of the violence and rebellion, the heroine of the subjugated princess was conquered. The original plot was to die under the sword of the heroine, and the heroine succeeded in regaining the country. Unfortunately, she was too blackened, and the heroine was killed by a click when she raised troops. The reason is It was the hostess who had a face that looked like a scum.

Shi Qingyue: "..."

I think I'm still saved!

Shi Qingyi rubbed his headache forehead, stood up tenaciously, sighed, and dropped the zhezi and went straight to the Yuming Palace.

The system reminded in my mind: "Her current blackening value is 95. Because my aunt is not dead, she still has a trace of kind thoughts, but it's not too low. She has driven away dozens of palace people in a row in the past ten days. The temper becomes more violent and weird, and you will run out of time if you procrastinate."

She didn't want to delay Shi Qingyue's forehead, but Xu Zhaosu's reaction was really too big that day, and even made her feel that Xu Zhaosu hated herself so deeply, and appearing next to her would make her uneasy.

Mingze Hall and Yuming Hall are separated by a wall, passing through a corridor is Yuming Hall.

The spring breeze has blown the pear blossoms in an instant, and white flowers and trees are blooming on the unmelted fine snow. The vegetation of the Yuming Palace has not been pruned for a year, and everything has recovered in the early spring, and lush buds have emerged.

On the mottled stone table in the distance, the lean and pure girl was gritting her teeth, trying to stand up forcibly with the strength of her arms, her legs trembled so badly that she seemed to fall to the ground in the next moment.

After finally supporting the stone table to stand up hard, but blindly unable to see the pitted puddle next to it, she was about to fall off the stone table. A hand suddenly supported her tight arm, making people lean on. On myself.

The light and biting fragrance seemed to be far and near, and his thin fingers seemed to be grasping the supporting hand tightly, turning his head slightly, his eyes were dim, inexplicably hard to argue.

Only the sun shines on her eyes as deep as a cold pond, but not the slightest light inside.

She can't see.

Between the electric light and flint, the white-clothed national teacher deliberately lowered her voice, shook her cold hand slightly, and spoke softly.

"The maidservant is the maid of the court recently sent to take care of her majesty, and the name is-Ah Yi."