Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 185 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 23
Quan Jiu did not expect that he would take the initiative to mention other men, and said in surprise:
"What's the meaning of this, love?"

She, Xu Zhu, and Jing Chuantang are not familiar with each other, let alone eating grass by the side of the nest.

Feng Zhuo: "I just feel that His Majesty has gotten a little closer to General Jing recently."

He clearly told her that Jing Chuantang was restless and frequently moved in private, but she still didn't listen.

Quan Jiu obediently confessed: "If Ai Qing doesn't like it, I'll just hide from General Jing."

Anyway, the regent's thigh must be hugged.

……

Day two.

The assassin in the palace has not been caught yet, Quan Jiu is still grounded, and Mo Xi, who had originally agreed to meet the next day, has not been seen for a long time.

Quan Jiu waited for another day, inevitably a little anxious.

On the third day, when news came from the palace that the assassin had been captured, her worries reached their peak.

"Won't this wolf cub really be caught?"

Feng Zhuo couldn't tolerate Moxi at all, once Moxi was caught by him, he would definitely not survive the day.

001: "Wait for the news."

The news did not wait, but Feng Zhuo did.

"The assassin beheaded at [-]:[-] noon, does Your Majesty want to go and see?"

As soon as Feng Zhuo spoke, Quan Jiu couldn't help being nervous, she pretended to be calm:

"Who is the thief?"

Feng Zhuo made a fool of himself:
"It's an old acquaintance, His Majesty will know it after reading it."

When Quan Jiu heard the word "old acquaintance", his heart choked again.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she finally saw the thief's face clearly.

Feng Zhuo is right, "Assassin" is really an old acquaintance.

The guard in her bedroom.

Feng Zhuo observes her reaction:

"Your Majesty, is this the thief who belittled you that night?"

Quan Jiu: "..."

Why did you start testing her again?

Anger and hatred flashed in her eyes:

"It is this person, but this person has a strong face, why does Ai Qing say that he is an old acquaintance?"

She pretended not to recognize the identity of the guard.

There are many guards outside the bedroom, and the hidden guards hidden in the dark may not show up once every six months, so it is normal for her not to recognize them.

Feng Zhuo didn't explain: "It's just him."

He raised his right hand slightly, and the executioner raised his knife and dropped it, and there was an extra human head on the ground.

When the dust settled, the heart that Quan Jiu was holding was finally let go.

Moxi finally escaped a catastrophe.

That night, she saw a silver-haired man by her bed.

"elder sister……"

Mo Xi returned to his original appearance, staring at Quan Jiu with watery blue ice eyes, very much like a pug who saw a big bone.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Mixed feelings.

This child, neither beating nor scolding, clingy, cuddling and acting like a spoiled child at every turn, likes to take advantage of her.

As soon as you attack him, he will look at you with those clear and clean eyes like sapphires, as if you are the one who did the wrong thing, not him...

Mo Xi consciously took off her robe, opened her bed, and got in.

Quan Jiu: "???"

What is the villain going crazy again today?

Mo Xi has dark circles under his eyes, lying on the side of her pillow and looking directly at her:
"Sister, I'm so tired..."

Of course Quan Jiu knew that he was tired, otherwise he wouldn't have cheated Feng Zhuo.

Quan Jiu: "How did you deceive Feng Zhuo?"

Feng Zhuo is not a fool, he will believe anyone who is just a dead ghost.

Moxi obviously didn't want to talk about it in detail, so he grabbed one of Quan Jiu's arms, and twirled his fingertips on the arm:

"The regent didn't believe it all, but he hasn't suspected me yet, sister, you have to protect me..."

He clings to the wine obediently, like a big milk dog wagging its tail.

Quan Jiu: "..."

She had never met anyone who was better at acting than Mo Xi, and there was no flaw in the other's expression, his eyes were full of attachment to her.

Quan Jiu: Ergou, do you think he still wants to kill me now?

001: How about you give him a knife and let him try?
Quanjiu: ...

This system is getting more and more unreliable.

From that night on, the way of getting along between Mo Xi and Quan Jiu had changed unknowingly.

Mo Xi acted coquettishly and teased her at every turn, but he never actually moved her.

Every night, he would come to Quan Jiu's dragon bed with his pillow in his arms.

"Sister, I'm so sleepy..."

He didn't give Quan Jiu a chance to resist at all, and just fell asleep.

Fortunately, the dragon bed was so big that it was not a problem to sleep four or five people at the same time. Quan Jiu occupied the bed for four people by himself, and gave him the place in the small corner.

After Mo Xi found that she stopped beating and scolding him, he gradually began to push forward.

"Sister, this teacher is too pedantic, I don't like it..."

The next day, Quan Jiu invited him an old master who was highly respected by Qianqiu.

"Sister, this general can no longer defeat me..."

The next day, Quan Jiu replaced him with a fierce general.

Quan Jiu: Ergou, I think this child can still be saved.

001: Are you not afraid that he acted?
Quan Jiu: It's a big deal and we all die together.

She was really trying her best to treat him well.

In order not to make Feng Zhuo suspicious, she even directed and acted in an "assassination" scene, asking Mo Xi to risk his life to save him. From that day on, Mo Xi has become her savior, and she has reason to treat him openly .

After persisting for three months, Quan Jiu felt that he had seen the dawn of hope.

"Ergou, he actually took the initiative to make porridge for me."

Still non-toxic.

001: This bastard is too easy to fool. The original owner treated him so badly, so he forgave him so easily?
Quan Jiu: It’s okay, continue raising.

At least for now, it seems that Moxi has no tendency to continue to blacken.

In addition to motivating Moxi, Quan Jiu is not idle, he is studying medical skills every day.

Except for the time when she went to court to approve memorials, she never left her medical skills every day.

Feng Zhuo originally thought that she promised to heal his legs just on a whim, but he didn't expect that she would persist for half a year.

Many times, when the two were discussing political affairs, Quan Jiu was so tired that he fell asleep while sitting.

Feng Zhuo was a little angry at first, but knowing that the other party was sleepy during the day because he stayed up late at night to read medical books, his emotions suddenly became complicated.

One year has passed, Quanjiu's medical skills have reached a small level, and the speed of improvement has amazed even the imperial physicians in the palace.

At this time, she was lazily lying in the rocking chair drinking tea with a thick medical book in her green blouse.

"Aiqing, I'm already four levels sure of your leg injury."

A year ago, she invented a genius doctor, and got this "Book of Medical Skills" as a matter of course.
She pretended to be a novice in medical skills, and spent a year "improving" her medical skills little by little, and every time she "improved", she would let Feng Zhuo know.

Feng Zhuo witnessed her hard work with his own eyes, and as time passed, his doubts about her were gradually dispelled.

Quan Jiu's small life is getting more and more comfortable.

"Ergou, I think victory is just ahead."

001 looked at the increasingly clingy Moxi and Feng Zhuo who entered and exited the emperor's palace more and more frequently, completely lacking her optimism.

He always felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)