Chapter 702: Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 62
These two people work in unison, and together they become a powerful fire extinguisher.
The frustration in Quan Jiu's heart dissipated: "Have you packed your luggage?"
The milk ball nodded obediently: "It has been packed up a long time ago. The Northern Qi delegation has so many people, and they are not raised in vain."
Quan Jiu put food into his bowl from time to time and said: "When it comes to the royal family dispute, it is bound to be turbulent. If you have no intention of taking the throne, you might as well make plans early."
It wasn't because her maternal love was overflowing, but because when Milk Ball ate, his cheeks bulged like a little squirrel. Watching him eat, she felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart.
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang raised his eyes and glanced at her, as if he didn't expect that she would dare to tell him such a thing.
Milk ball swallowed slowly: "Alang, you and Changxi don't come to see me off tomorrow."
He didn't want to cry.
Quan Jiu was calm and composed: "Well, if you don't come, it's not like we won't see each other in the future."
………
The Northern Qi delegation arrived quietly, but when they left, the whole city knew about it, and the farewell procession stretched from the street to the end.
In the carriage.
Xuanyuan Qinglan lifted the curtain and looked around.
The little girl sat cross-legged, head down, and drew circles on the ground.
Before he left Meng State, he had already started to miss Changxi.
“Brother Huang, are you looking for Divine Doctor Shen?”
Xuanyuan Qinglan's hand that was lifting the curtain stiffened slightly, and her eyes unconsciously dropped.
Milk ball: "She has something to do today and can't come."
"Um."
Xuanyuan Qinglan responded, her expression unchanged, but the light in her eyes dimmed.
Milk ball held the gold bracelet that Quanjiu gave him and said: "Do you want to be the emperor?"
Xuanyuan Qinglan frowned, and only after making sure that what he had just said had not leaked out did he lower the curtain.
"Xiao Zhuo, the emperor is still alive, so matters concerning the throne should not be discussed too much."
If someone with ulterior motives heard it, they might accuse him of "coveting the throne and cursing his own father."
Milk ball didn't care: "But he will die sooner or later."
He was just preparing for a rainy day.
Xuanyuan Qinglan knew that she couldn't control him, but she still said solemnly:
"Just say such outrageous words in front of me, don't let anyone else hear them."
"I'm not stupid. I only said it in front of you."
Naituanzi suppressed his sadness and reluctance towards Quan Jiu.
"I don't want to be the emperor, but I don't want to give the throne to my other brothers either. I know they treat you badly."
Xuanyuan Qinglan's mother was just a palace maid. From childhood to adulthood, no one took her seriously. When Xuanyuan Qinglan was young, even the eunuchs and palace maids could bully him secretly.
Xuanyuan Qinglan thought she was calm enough, but when she suddenly heard his words, her chest couldn't help but feel hot.
"Xiao Zhuo..."
Milk ball held his hand and said: "Believe me, you will be a better emperor than them. I can only feel at ease if I hand over Northern Qi to you."
Xuanyuan Qinglan emphasized governing the country with "benevolence". With him in charge of Northern Qi, the people could have a good life.
Xuanyuan Qinglan suppressed the emotion in her heart:
"Xiao Zhuo, you are still young. Your current thoughts cannot represent your future thoughts. The throne is yours, and your brother cannot take it."
Milk ball was a little worried and wanted to pry open his head at one point: "I'm not impulsive, this is my idea after careful consideration."
What’s good about being an emperor?
I work myself to death every day and have so much to worry about that I have no time to play with Jiujiu.
He has no sense of patriotism in his heart, and he only cares about Jiujiu.
………
Fengbo Pavilion is ten miles away from the capital.
Two men and a horse stood on the hillside, watching the Northern Qi army passing by at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing her depressed, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel distressed:
"If you think so of him, after Chu Tuo falls, I will take him to Meng State as a hostage."
Quan Jiu glared at him: "Do you think the Emperor of Northern Qi is dead?"
I heard that her son is the most favored prince of Northern Qi. Even if the two countries want to exchange hostages, it will not be Naituanzi's turn.
Chen Lang: "It's a little difficult, but not impossible."
Rather than letting her suffer, he would rather make the Emperor of Northern Qi suffer.
He put his arms around her waist from behind and let her lean against his chest.
"You're so nice to him."
So good that he was a little jealous.
He even wondered, if it was him who left today, would she be just as reluctant?
Shen Lang was completely unsure.
Quan Jiu: "I raise him as my son."
Chen Lang felt even more jealous: "What about me?"
Quan Jiu opened his eyes wide and looked at her in surprise: "You are my son too?"
Chen Lang: “…”
Quan Jiu's lips curled up: "Come, call me mother first."
Shen Lang leaned over, his thin lips close to the outline of her ear, his voice low and intoxicating.
"Changxi, I love you."
Quan Jiu felt numb all over: "Don't try to change the subject."
Chen Lang: "If you want a son so much, then give birth to one yourself."
Quan Jiu rolled his eyes and led his horse down the mountain: "If you want to give birth, you can give birth. I won't."
Chen Lang followed her closely and poked her lower back with a piece of dogtail grass:
"Give birth, give birth..."
"Aren't you impotent?"
“It’s okay to raise it occasionally…”
"roll."
"I'm serious. Madam's medical skills are amazing. We saw initial results yesterday."
"Chen Lang, if you say one more word, I will poison you to death today!!"
"You can't bear to leave."
"Can you open your mouth and try?"
“Ah~~”
The yellow-orange afterglow of the setting sun fell behind the two people, stretching out the two figures, one big and one small, very long.
………
Chu Tuo was determined to put an end to Prime Minister He's arrogance, and for half a month, he did not show any good face to Prime Minister He.
At first, He Miaomiao wanted to find an opportunity to plead for mercy, but somehow, after a plum rain, her body became weaker and weaker, her legs and feet felt heavy every day, and her spirit became more and more depressed.
She asked someone to summon Quan Jiu.
"Doctor Shen, I've been feeling sleepy lately and can't muster up any energy. Please come and take a look at me."
Quan Jiu naturally knew what was going on, but he still pretended to feel her pulse:
"Your Majesty has been overly worried lately, and has become depressed. I will prescribe two medicines for you first."
She looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
He Miaomiao: "Anything else?"
"A heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. My medicine only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. If Your Majesty doesn't figure it out, this disease may recur in the future."
He Miaomiao was silent.
As soon as the alcohol wore off, she began to feel drowsy again. After falling into a deep sleep, she had a dream.
In the dream, she became Meng Changxi, and Chu Tuo divorced her. He kept calling her a "slut" and looked at her with an unprecedentedly cold and disgusting look.
She grabbed Chu Tuo's hand and explained frantically.
"Your Majesty, I am Miaomiao, not Meng Changxi..."
Chu Tuo shook her hand away menacingly, as if she were dirty.
"Get out of here! Don't let me see you again!"
He was determined to leave, and He Miaomiao could only hug his legs and cry bitterly:
"Your Majesty, please take a good look at me. I am Miaomiao..."
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