Chapter 675: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 35

The faint fragrance can only be smelled when you get close. If you smell it a few times, you will feel inexplicably relaxed.

Quan Jiu's movements of putting away the silver needles were so slow that there was barely a noticeable pause.

Chu Tuo came so suddenly that she only had time to climb out the window and paint her face black, and she had no time to cover up the smell on her body.

"Maybe I accidentally picked up the smell when I was refining the medicine."

"That's a pity. I was originally thinking of asking you for a sachet. Honestly, your elixir smells quite tempting..."

He thought carefully about the adjective.

"It smells a bit like flowers, and a bit like a woman's body odor. Anyway, it smells pretty good."

I don’t know if it was the acupuncture or the fragrance that worked, but at this moment I felt sleepy.

Quan Jiu resisted the urge to give him another shot: "Once I have removed the needle, Your Majesty can return."

Chu Tuo was not in a hurry, he had other purposes for coming here today:

"I heard that you and Shen Lang had a conflict?"

"I dare not. Lord Shen is busy with all kinds of affairs and is a pillar of the country. I have only just taken office. How can I have the right to have a conflict with Lord Shen?"

Her tone was cold, but Chu Tuo could hear a surge of resentment in it that she dared not express.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Chu Tuo pretended to support her:

"Doctor Shen, don't underestimate yourself. You are the Purple Star of Meng Country, and your future is limitless. If Shen Lang has really offended you, you can tell me."

Quan Jiu removed the needle for him: "These are just trivial matters, Your Majesty, please don't worry about it."

………

After that day, Chu Tuo specifically delegated power to her and assigned her many tasks targeting Shen Lang.

During the day, Quan Jiu looked at Chen Lang coldly whenever he saw him, but late at night, the two of them gathered together to discuss how to overthrow Chu Tuo.

This kind of days continued until the autumn hunting day.

"Third Prince, I've heard that the Northern Qi people are brave and adept at fighting. Are you interested in joining us in today's hunt?"

Chu Tuo was sitting on horseback in a gray military uniform, holding a bow and crossbow in his hand and a quiver on his back. He looked very imposing as he rode past Xuanyuan Qinglan.

It wasn't winter yet, but Xuanyuan Qinglan was already wearing a thick cloak.

"Ahem... ahem... Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid I won't be able to participate."

Chu Tuo's eyes showed a lack of interest: "Okay, then you stay here and rest."

“Ahem…”

The colder the weather got, the more frequently Xuanyuan Qinglan coughed. The handsome man sat in a rocking chair covered with a thick blanket, his body slightly hunched.

Milk ball gave him a worried look and said, "How about we go back?"

This cheap brother is very good to him, and he can't just stand by and watch him die.

Xuanyuan Qinglan held the corner of her mouth and tried to hold it in: "Don't you want to see him?"

They had been arguing for a few days, but now Quan Jiu was ordered to enter the palace. As a prince of Northern Qi, he could not find a legitimate reason to visit her again and again.

The milk ball looked conflicted, and finally stuffed a hot water bottle into his mouth:

"I'll go find her."

As soon as Quan Jiu arrived at the hunting ground, he saw Naituanzi with a sad face.

"What's wrong?"

Naituanzi glanced at Xuanyuan Qinglan in the distance, his dark eyes shimmering with a dark light:

"Is he going to die?"

When discussing life and death, he did not show the fear and panic of other children, but just had a few more regrets, as if life and death were just a common thing.

Quan Jiu glanced at Xuanyuan Qinglan's expression and told the truth:

"If he doesn't get treatment, he'll probably only live for half a year."

She looked at the slightly changed expression on Naituanzi's face and thought, "Do you want me to save him?"

"Do you want to save him?"

Unexpectedly, Naituanzi asked her how she felt.

Quan Jiu's heart suddenly accelerated and started beating fast. She squatted down and stared at the milk ball in front of her. The doubts she had been having seemed to have been answered.

"If I say I don't want to save him, can I not save him?"

Milk ball gritted his teeth and thought for a while, then answered honestly:

"Although I want you to save him, if you don't want to, I can't force you."

His black eyes were clear and pure, without any resentment towards Quan Jiu for not saving him.

Quan Jiu put his hands on his shoulders: "Why?"

Xuanyuan Qinglan was so good to him. If she didn't save people, shouldn't he blame her and hate her?

The dough boy opened his red lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Due to the rules, he couldn't explain.

Just when he was hesitating about how to tell Quan Jiu his identity without breaking the rules, a loud kiss landed on his cheek!!!

Naituanzi: “QWQ!!!”

He stared at her in disbelief, eyes wide and filled with joy.

Quan Jiu, however, hugged the person into his arms.

In Naituanzi's eyes, her wishes were even more important than Xuanyuan Qinglan's life. If she didn't notice such blatant favoritism, she would be a fool.

It’s still the familiar heartbeat and familiar body fragrance.

The girl's thick, long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and her dark, shiny eyes stared blankly at the arms that were hugging her...

He just knew it.

She would definitely recognize him.

No matter how her identity and appearance change, she will definitely be able to recognize herself.

The little boy sniffed, his nose slightly red, and lay in her arms obediently and peacefully, like a tired bird returning to its nest. He pursed his lips.

"You hugged me."

He hugged Quan Jiu's neck tightly, his tone was complicated, full of joy and excitement, but also with a few subtle grievances, like a child who had been crying for a long time and finally got a candy.

"sorry."

A wave of emotion flashed across Quan Jiu's black eyes.

"I forgive you."

The little girl pretended to be generous, sniffed the snot that was about to flow down her nose, and hugged her tighter.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Chen Lang walked out of the tent, he saw a big and a small couple squatting on the ground hugging each other tightly, as if they were about to be separated by life and death.

He frowned slightly, not understanding why a man from Northern Qi and a man from Meng had such deep feelings for each other.

Quan Jiu's complexion quickly recovered. She stood up holding Naitianzi in her arms. Naitianzi cooperated by hugging her neck. In Shen Lang's eyes, the two looked like a mother and son.

Quan Jiu changed the subject and looked at him in his black riding uniform:

"You're going hunting?"

Shen Lang misunderstood her meaning: "You want to go? I can take you."

"Need not."

Quan Jiu decisively stuffed the milk ball into his arms.

"Just take him with you."

Just think of it as cultivating the father-son relationship.

Chen Lang: “…”

Milk ball: “…”

Naituanzi looked up, Chen Lang lowered his head, and the two looked at each other, seeing disgust in each other's eyes.

Shen Lang remained calm: "Hunting is too dangerous. He is too young. It is easy for him to get into trouble if he follows me."

He stretched out his hand, intending to return the milk ball in his arms to her.

"Try to loosen it!" Quan Jiu's attitude was unusually tough.

Shen Lang paused in his return movement.

She actually treated him harshly for a little brat from Northern Qi?!

Doubt flashed in his eyes, but the arm he extended still stopped.

The milk ball was like a koala, taking the opportunity to hug his neck and hang on him tightly.

Chen Lang: “…”