Plan 6

Qin Yan stepped forward and poked Gu Qingqu's face. It was indeed terribly hot, as if it had been pulled out of fire.

"The good puffer fish deflated and turned into braised puffer fish." Qin Yan laughed as he spoke. This metaphor was so apt. Just as he was laughing, he suddenly saw Gu Qingqu opened his eyes. Qin Yan didn't dare to laugh anymore, "Your Majesty, you are awake. The imperial physician gave you an injection just now and said that you would not wake up until night."

Gu Qingqu's face was flushed with fever, and the corners of his eyes were even redder. He looked weak and pitiful. Qin Yan wanted to laugh, but he had to force himself to hold it back, so his expression looked a little distorted.

Gu Qingqu held his hand and said, "I woke up when I heard your voice."

Qin Yan asked hurriedly: "Did you hear me?"

Gu Qingqu shook his head slightly, then asked: "What did you say?"

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately no one heard what he said, and then he began to lie, "I am praying that the emperor will wake up soon."

Gu Qingqu pulled his hand tightly, but because he was sick and didn't have much strength, so it wasn't very tight, "Master, thank you"

Such a Gu Qingqu made Qin Yan's scalp numb, and the strange feeling extended from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He endured the discomfort and said, "You're welcome. Do you want something to eat? I'll get it for you."

Gu Qingqu thought for a moment and replied: "I want to drink chicken soup."

Qin Yan was slightly startled. He didn't expect Gu Qingqu to really say that. He was just being polite, but the words were out. It would be rude to refuse now. So Qin Yan said, "Oh, I'll go stew it for you." After saying that, he wanted to slap himself twice. Was he sick? It was good enough to pass on a message, and he even said stew for him. But the words were out...

It would be great if Gu Qingqu could refuse, so Qin Yan stared at him with burning eyes, expecting him to say no. Then he clearly saw that Gu Qingqu was embarrassed and opened his mouth for a long time without saying anything. Qin Yan encouraged him very considerately, "It's okay, just tell me what you want, I won't take it to heart, even if you don't want to eat me..."

“I would like more mushrooms”

"What?" Qin Yan's remaining words were stuck in his throat. He looked at him in disbelief. Gu Qingqu was a little embarrassed, but because his face was already red, it was hard to see. He just said weakly with some joy, "I like to eat mushrooms."

Qin Yan's hope was completely extinguished, but Gu Qingqu asked him ignorantly: "Master, what did you want to say just now?"

Qin Yan's face was expressionless. He said, "I'll beat you to death if you don't eat it." But on the surface, he's smiling and saying, "I'll make it even if you say you don't want to eat it" and then poison you.

Wow, Qin Yan didn't know how these three words entered his mind, but as soon as these three words appeared, he instantly became excited. Yes, cooking and poisoning, these two are a perfect match.

So Qin Yan happily went back to Fu Ze to ask for poison. Qin Yan handed a cup to Fu Ze and said, "Here, put some poison in it."

Fuze took the cup and was a little confused, "Young Master, what do you want to poison?"

Qin Yan said: "I will kill him while he is sick. I will make chicken soup for Gu Qingqu and then poison him to death."

Fuze held the cup and turned it around twice, his face sincere, "Young Master, to be honest, my poison will not kill you."

"Um?"

"Wait a minute." Fu Ze tossed around the room twice and pulled out two beans. "This croton is perfect for poisoning."

Qin Yan looked at the two ugly little beans in his palm and asked cautiously, "What kind of poison is this?"

Fuze also replied cautiously: "Bean poison"

Qin Yan came to the imperial kitchen with croton seeds in his pocket. The imperial kitchen was busy, but a stove was still cleared for Qin Yan. The chef was very enthusiastic and asked, "Master, why are you cooking in person?"

Qin Yan was very polite, "Make some chicken soup, can you give me a chicken?"

"certainly"

The imperial chef personally took Qin Yan to the backyard. There were chickens in a fence, jumping around, but since Qin Yan came over, they stopped jumping and all stood still. Qin Yan took a quick look, then picked up the nearest one and touched its head, "Good boy, it's you."

The imperial chef killed the chicken, cleaned it and handed it to Qin Yan. After putting the chicken in the pot, Qin Yan did not need to light the fire. Qin Yan threw the croton seeds into the pot when no one was paying attention. Since Qin Yan was in a very good mood, he had a very happy chat with the people in the imperial kitchen. The chicken was cooked for two hours, and Qin Yan almost became a part of the imperial kitchen.

Qin Yan came to the Yangxin Palace carrying a fragrant chicken soup, smiling wickedly, "Your Majesty, the chicken soup is ready." But when he entered the room, he saw that Gu Qingqu had fallen asleep again, surrounded by a group of imperial doctors, with the familiar silver needles on his body, and the puffer fish had returned.

Qin Yan was pretending to be anxious last time, but this time he was really anxious, "Oh, what happened to the emperor?"

When the imperial doctors saw Qin Yan coming, they still greeted him politely, "Master."

Qin Yan asked again: "How long will this injection last?"

The imperial doctors still replied: "You can remove the needle in one stick of incense."

Qin Yan asked again, "How long will it take for the emperor to wake up?"

The doctors replied: "Your Majesty is not feeling well. He is seriously ill and will not wake up until tonight."

Qin Yan turned around and left immediately after seeing the familiar question and answer. According to the procedure, he should ask about the illusion again. He didn't want to make it up again. The main reason was that if the two times were different, he would have to make it up again to fill in the gaps. He had never read any books, so he couldn't make up so much.

Qin Yan was waiting at the door. According to his experience last time, as soon as the imperial doctors left, Gu Qingqu would wake up. At that time, he would go in and feed Gu Qingqu the poison. Hehe...

After a while, a large group of imperial doctors came out. After they went far away, Qin Yan entered the Yangxin Palace with chicken soup. Just as he expected, Gu Qingqu woke up as soon as he entered.

Qin Yan's happiness was evident, his eyes and eyebrows were raised, "Your Majesty, drink the medicine... drink the chicken soup"

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard at the door came in and reported, "Your Majesty, the imperial kitchen has brought the noodles."

Gu Qingqu nodded slightly, and the guards withdrew. Soon the imperial chef came in, and when he saw Qin Yan was there, he couldn't stop smiling, "Your Majesty, the noodles are ready."

They were all happy, except Qin Yan. How could he drink his chicken soup after eating such a big bowl of noodles? So he stepped forward and took the noodles from the chef. The chef was very understanding and said, "There are some more in the kitchen. If the master wants some, I'll get another bowl."

Qin Yan said: "Go quickly"

After the imperial chef left, Qin Yan rolled his eyes and said to Gu Qingqu: "Your Majesty, I have been cooking this chicken soup for two hours while starving, and I couldn't bear to eat a bite. Your Majesty, please try it."

Gu Qingqu looked at him, then at the chicken soup in his bowl. It was golden and translucent, with a thin layer of oil beads floating on the surface. It looked delicious. Gu Qingqu took it and said, "Thank you, Master."

Qin Yan sat down next to him. The noodles made by the imperial chef smelled so good that Qin Yan drooled. He said, "Your Majesty, I want to eat noodles."

"Eat!"

Gu Qingqu scooped a spoonful of chicken soup into his mouth and frowned instantly, but Qin Yan's mind was now all on the noodles, and he ate them with a slurp. He ate very quickly and finished a large bowl of noodles in a short while. He then looked at Gu Qingqu and found that the chicken soup in his bowl was basically untouched, so he asked, "What's wrong? Is it not delicious?"

“No mushrooms”

Gu Qingqu's voice was low and aggrieved. Qin Yan then remembered that he was so enjoying the chat that he didn't even think about the mushrooms. So he said, "It's okay. I'll put some mushrooms in and boil it again."

Gu Qingqu handed him the bowl, and Qin Yan took it. At this time, the imperial chef came back with the noodles and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is the chicken soup noodles made with the chicken broth personally cooked by the master."

Gu Qingqu didn't react much, but Qin Yan's reaction was huge, "What soup?"

The chef replied honestly: "Chicken soup"

It was too late. Qin Yan's stomach was churning. He wanted to curse someone but didn't know who to curse, so he ran out in one quick step.

Qin Yan had lived for hundreds of years and had never had diarrhea. This was the first time. He had diarrhea for three days. He couldn't eat or sleep well. He was exhausted. Compared with his miserable state, Gu Qingqu was much better off. Because of that spoonful of chicken soup, Gu Qingqu's high fever caused by indigestion subsided and he was completely cured. He even came to visit Qin Yan several times in high spirits, but Qin Yan ignored them all.

Although his own collapse was terrible, Gu Qingqu's recovery was even more infuriating.

Qin Yan was almost mad with anger, and the first thing he did after he recovered was to beat Fu Ze up. Fu Ze was innocent, but there was nothing he could do, as he couldn't let him beat up the imperial chef.

Qin Yan held the hot cup of water, his knuckles turned white, and he gritted his teeth. Fu Ze carefully reminded him, "Young Master, drink the hot water while it's hot."

Qin Yan drank it all in one gulp with great pride. He had drunk too much hot water in the past few days, and his tongue was burned. He even spoke with a lisp. "Have you drawn up the next battle plan?"

Fu Ze was confused. What was the next battle plan?

Qin Yan turned to look at him, holding the still warm cup of water, his knuckles white, gnashing his teeth, "Don't say you didn't..."

No. But Fu Ze didn't dare to say it, so he could only say something nice: "The Queen Mother's seduction plan has been successful. Gu Qingqu went to pay respects these few days but didn't see her."

Qin Yan nodded, "Very good, among so many unreliable plans, finally one succeeded"

Fuze was embarrassed, and then said: "Then the Queen Mother is going to exempt the Emperor from greeting him every morning."

Qin Yan gritted his teeth in anger and said, "I can't let her be exempted."

"It's too late. The imperial decree has been issued."

Then Fu Ze was beaten again. He felt wronged but he didn't say anything because his glasses were knocked off. He was looking for them everywhere. Qin Yan was very surprised and asked, "How could your glasses fall off?"

Fortunately, Fuze had a connection with his glasses and found them in a short while. Qin Yan looked at him, and Fuze met his curious gaze and asked casually, "Do you want to wear them?"

Qin Yan asked: "Can I turn into a demon king if I wear it?"

Fuze thought about it seriously and said, "I won't become my father even if I wear it."

Qin Yan continued: "It's okay to become my father's father."

Fuze calmly took off his glasses and handed them to him, "Try it."

Qin Yan took it and was about to put it on, but then he remembered that they couldn't go back now, so he returned the glasses to him and said, "You can't try it now."

Fu Ze thought so too, and he didn’t know when this miserable life would end, so he put on his glasses again.