Chapter 949 The Regent's Sweetheart (9)

He Zhou lowered his eyes and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Yue's purpose was to let the emperor stop Prince Jing and let him put her sister Su Qiao down.

catch up?

What's the use of her chasing it?

According to Prince Jing's domineering, she couldn't even enter the gate of his palace.

Gritting her teeth secretly, she exhaled and regained her composure:

"No, the concubine just wanted to remind the emperor that the daughters of the ministers have all prepared their talents, should they be invited, or...?"

Ye Beiyao glanced at her.

Isn't she in a hurry?

Why don't you see her sister again?

Su Yue smiled softly: "Although my sister is not very comfortable, but today is the emperor's birthday, how can Chen and concubine ignore the emperor because of her sister?"

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Tianxin Hall, the residence of the Regent in the palace.

Su Qiao, whose hair in front of her forehead was soaked, was placed on the kang at this time. The imperial hospital was in the hospital, and Yu Yuanzheng had already finished her pulse.

On the edge of the kang, Prince Jing stared at him with a cold look: "How is it?"

"Returning to the lord, I forgive the poor ability of the old minister. I can't see anything. I can only find that this woman is a little weak, and her spleen and stomach are a little weak. I think it is because she often starves on weekdays, or eats raw, cold and spoiled food."

"Hungry?"

Cold spoiled food?

Ye Jinghua was stunned for a moment, and then a wave of anger swelled in his heart.

Su Qiao didn't feel so painful at this time.

My head was numb with pain.

Her eyes were clear and she looked at the white-bearded imperial doctor: "Grandpa, touch my head, it seems like something is digging in and out. When it moves, it really hurts."

After all, the person in front of him is the most senior academy, and I don't know if he can do anything.

"Drilled and drilled?"

Yu Yuanzheng was stunned for a while, "Girl, you must have made a mistake. How could there be something in your head?"

"Oh." Su Qiao was a little disappointed.

As soon as I heard this, I knew that the old imperial doctor had nothing to do.

never mind.

Just make up your own mind.

Fortunately, although she has not developed something like a cup before, she has been exposed to it.

Many of the killers under their Demon Sect were fed by old poisonous ghosts.

Besides, she also has a cup.

Research and research should not be a problem.

Su Qiao's eyes turned to the man whose eyes were obscure, "Where's my roast chicken?"

Ye Jinghua stared at her for a long time, and in the deep black eyes, it was bright and disappearing.

After a while, staring at the expectant little girl, her heart softened.

He sighed helplessly.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, she reached out to help her brush the sweaty hair on her forehead to the back of her head: "Does it hurt?"

At this time, I still remember the roast chicken.

"pain."

Su Qiao shook her head weakly, her voice a little hoarse.

"However, if I eat more, maybe it won't be so painful."

Looking at the pale little guy who even bit his lips, Ye Jinghua's eyes flashed with distress, and he touched her forehead: "What a silly girl."

Su Qiao was sure that after her three roast chickens didn't run away, she was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Jinghua stared at her for a while, covered her with a quilt, and turned to the side hall.

As soon as he entered, Xunfeng leaped in from the window.

With an expressionless face, she looked solemn at this time: "Master, she..."

Looking at the appearance of the girl Su, it was obvious that she was caught in a cup.

Ye Jinghua stood at the window with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Fengqi Palace, with an extremely cold smile on his face:

"Oh, it seems that this king's guess was correct. The cup that this king bought more than three years ago really came from the hand of our good queen."