Si Muqiao's anger suddenly rose, and she could no longer control her temper.
"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it. No one is forcing you to eat it. Why do you want to abort it?"
"It's shameful to waste food, don't you know?"
"Oh, yes. Of course you don't know. After all, you are His Majesty, who is high above us. How can you know the hardships of the people?"
"Did the chicken feet bother you? I spent so much time and materials making it, and as soon as you stretched out your hand, it was gone."
"Also, if you don't like this, just shut up. Why do you care whether I eat it or not?"
"Oh, yes, I forgot that you are His Majesty."
"You are in charge of the whole world, let alone the eating habits of a little girl like me."
"No wonder you work so hard every day. Your eyes are red from all the hard work."
“I’ve been really thinking hard about this.”
"How about you take care of the sky and the earth, let it rain, and let the fields grow more crops, so as to alleviate the drought in Guozhou?"
Si Muqiao's scolding and mocking words made Murong Qingli's face extremely gloomy, and his whole body was shrouded in a murderous aura.
But she just stiffened her neck and glared at him fearlessly.
It's okay to mess with her, but mess with her chicken feet? No!
If you have the guts, dog tyrant, chop her up!
If she can't even eat the things she likes and can't make her own decisions, then what's the point of living?
The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became so tense that it was almost suffocating.
An Yi, who was driving the car outside, and Guo Fu, who was sitting next to An Yi, were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were covered in cold sweats.
Oh my god, Simian is so fierce.
Just for a chicken claw, she actually dared to curse His Majesty?
If Your Majesty doesn't allow me to eat it, then I won't eat it.
How big of a deal?
Is she crazy?
Do you feel that you haven't lived long enough?
It’s over, it’s over. Simian is probably going to die.
Not only An Yi and Guo Fu thought so, but the system in Simuqiao's mind also sounded the alarm and spoke in a nervous and urgent tone.
"Host, what are you doing? Calm down!"
"Impulse is the devil. You are living in an imaginary world of imperial power!"
"You are cursing people like this, and you are cursing the emperor who has a bad temper. This is really not okay!"
"Quick, apologize!"
"I won't!" Si Muqiao snorted coldly.
"Host, my dear host, have you forgotten again that you are playing the mission of conquering the concubine, not the mission of angering the emperor to death?"
"If you insist on doing this, you're courting death!"
"The Great Zhou Kingdom is so big, with so many beautiful sights and even more delicious food. If you die like this, won't you regret it?"
"I..." Upon hearing this, Si Muqiao suddenly wavered.
After sensing Si Muqiao's hesitation, the system took the initiative to speak.
"Well, I have an idea that may be able to reverse the current situation."
"What idea?" asked Simuqiao.
"Playing the victim!"
"What are you selling...ah!" Before Si Muqiao could finish his question, he felt a tingling and numbness all over his body.
The next moment, her eyes rolled back, her body went limp, and she fell down as if she had lost consciousness.
"System, you bastard, why are you electrocuting me?"
His body had been electrocuted, but Si Muqiao, who was still conscious, bared his teeth and roared at the system.
It's not her fault that she is so ruthless at this moment. It's just that the pain caused by the electric shock is too unbearable.
She felt that her whole body, including her pores, hair and soul, was in pain from the electric shock.
In other words, there was no part of her body that didn't hurt at this moment.
"No risk, no gain. Host, come on!" 233 said this and soon disappeared.
Murong Qingli, who was sitting in the carriage, was burning with rage, wondering how to deal with this ungrateful Lady Si.
Suddenly she looked like she was hit by some strange force.
Then his body trembled violently, his eyes rolled back, and he fell down.
"Arya? Arya? Lady Si? Wake up!"
Murong Qingli couldn't help but move closer and pat her cheek, but found no movement.
He subconsciously placed his finger under Simuqiao's nose.
Well, the breathing is still there and it's quite steady.
As for the pulse, it is beating normally.
He tentatively pinched Si Muqiao's arm hard again.
The kind that pinched Si Muqiao's arm so hard that it became red and swollen.
She...still didn't respond.
Now, Murong Qingli became anxious.
"An Yi, go to the nearest clinic!"
"Yes!" An Yi, who was driving the coach outside, didn't dare to say more. He nodded and waved the whip and ran towards the clinic.
In the carriage, Murong Qingli held Si Muqiao, who had suddenly fainted, in his arms and let her rest her head on his thighs.
He remained silent, trying to listen to Si Muqiao's thoughts.
No, no sound at all.
What's going on?
What happened to this bold and reckless woman, Si Muqiao?
A perfectly normal person, but just a quarter of an hour ago he was arguing with me, his face red and his neck thick.
The next moment, she fainted.
How can one not worry about this?
Bah, he wasn't worried.
He was just afraid that if something happened to Concubine Si, the Si family would secretly stir up trouble, which would affect the stability of the Great Zhou Kingdom.
Yes, that's it!
The clinic arrived soon.
Murong Qingli reached out and carried the unconscious Si Muqiao down from the carriage.
He broke into the small private room in the clinic with an extremely strong attitude and called all the doctors in the clinic to help Si Muqiao with the diagnosis.
"Sir, judging from the pulse of this girl, she is in good health!"
"Yes, yes."
Several doctors were so oppressed by Murong Qingli's aura that they dared not look up and even stuttered when they spoke.
"Look again!"
"An Yi, go ask another doctor over!" Murong Qingli said in a cold voice.
"yes."
Several doctors tremblingly came around the bed and helped Si Muqiao to examine him more carefully.
About a cup of tea later, five or six doctors came rushing over with medicine boxes.
And, joined the ranks of seeing patients.
However, everyone's words were similar.
Either there was nothing wrong with Si Muqiao's body, or she was just having a bad temper.
All in all, they couldn't find a reason why she was unconscious.
Some of them said that perhaps Si Muqiao was just too sleepy and would be fine after a good sleep.
Murong Qingli felt inexplicably irritated after hearing this result.
After some ideological struggle, Murong Qingli decisively carried Si Muqiao onto the carriage and continued on his journey.
He decided to observe first!
It would be best if Si Muqiao woke up after a nap.
But if she continued to stay like this and didn't wake up, he would find a way to send Concubine Sima back to the palace and ask the imperial physician to see her.
Time passes by little by little, and the distance under our feet becomes longer and longer.
Murong Qingli would call out to Si Muqiao every two hours.
But she didn't respond.
The longer the delay, the more annoyed Murong Qingli became.
He even began to have wild thoughts unconsciously.
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