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

Chapter 193 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 31
Feng Zhuo looked at Xu Zhu at the side again, with an imposing manner:

"National teacher is a good means."

Xu Zhu's origin is a mystery, he has never trusted him, the National Teacher's Mansion has been under the surveillance of Qianqiu Kingdom's secret guards all year round, but Xu Zhu has not received any news from the secret guards when he left Beijing this time.

Xu Zhu was sitting in front of the table, his white robe was hanging down naturally, and his hands were on his knees:
"Since the prince mentioned it on his own initiative, then I have made it clear that I don't like being watched by others, and I will not be polite when I meet someone from the prince next time."

His status in Qianqiu Kingdom is higher than that of the royal family, although he is afraid of Feng Zhuo, he will not be afraid.

Feng Zhuo looked at him across the air, and their eyes turned into reality, colliding in the air, rubbing sparks.

"Xu Zhu, I advise you not to think of her."

Feng Zhuo's black eyes were as silent as water.

Xu Zhu is obviously not a thing in the pool, he voluntarily stays in Qianqiu Kingdom, he must have a plan.

In the age of heroes, the world was divided into four parts, and the army strength of Qianqiu Kingdom only ranked third among the four countries. If Xu Zhu really wanted to display his ambitions, he could choose Liang Kingdom with the strongest military strength.

After much deliberation, the only thing he can covet in Qianqiu Kingdom is the throne.

Feng Zhuo is in a high position, and there is an overwhelming sense of oppression in every gesture, but Xu Zhu still does not change his face, calmly looks at him, and said in twos and twos:

"My lord is worrying too much."

At least at this time, "Zhu Yan" cannot die.

Feng Zhuo stared at him coldly for a long time, then looked away.

He has been searching for Xu Zhu's background, but found nothing. He is like someone who just appeared out of thin air, without any past.

No matter how powerful a hunter is, there is always a moment to make a move. He is waiting for the day when he takes the initiative to attack.

……

When Quan Jiu woke up again, the fever had subsided, and her body was a little weak after the high fever. She tried to sit up with her hands, but the door creaked and was opened from the outside.

The first thing to come in was a wooden wheelchair, and a purple robe hung down to cover the man's slender legs.

"Ai Qing?"

Quan Jiu was slightly startled, she was in a daze with fever at the time, and thought that Feng Zhuo's appearance was just her hallucination, but she didn't expect Feng Zhuo to really come.

She was a little speechless, why did one or two come, isn't the court now leaderless?
Feng Zhuo pushed the wheelchair to her bedside, stared at Quan Jiu with pale lips, and said:
"Where is the miraculous doctor you saw a year ago now?"

It was the idea of ​​a genius doctor.

Quan Jiu: "..."

How should she explain that the genius doctor is myself?

"After she gave me the medical book, she went to travel around the world. If I want to find her within five days, the chances are slim."

Feng Zhuo heard the words, but did not give up:

"How do you know if you don't try?"

He has already promulgated the imperial list, as long as someone can solve the plague, high-ranking officials will be generously paid, and everyone will be able to enjoy the glory and wealth.

Quan Jiu: ... Er Gou, he cares about me so much, I'm so touched QwQ.

001: Of course he cares about you. After you die, he has to find someone to be the emperor again. What a trouble.

Quan Jiu:?
001: You only have four days left to live, and you are still arguing with me. It seems that you think you have lived too long.

Quan Jiu: Can't you say something nicer?

001: I wish you and Feng Zhuo an early birth to a precious son and a full house of children and grandchildren.

Quan Jiu: Get out!

"Aiqing, while I'm still awake, let's heal my legs first."

She has been in this world for so long, Feng Zhuo is protecting her, although he only protects her because of the royal blood flowing in her body, but after being together for more than a year, she has a good impression of Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo's eyes did not move: "First develop the antidote to the plague."

In his impression, Zhu Yan was a person who was very afraid of death, but he didn't expect that when she was about to die, the first thing she thought of was his leg disease.

Quan Jiu: "But the progress of the antidote..."

Feng Zhuo interrupted her with a tone that cannot be changed:

"Your Majesty seems to be in good spirits today. If that's the case, then I will accompany Your Majesty to the pharmacy."

Quan Jiu sighed helplessly, so he changed into his clothes and went to the pharmacy with him.

Afraid of the spread of saliva, she put on a light blue face towel on herself.

Feng Zhuo's IQ is extremely high, she can roughly explain the medicinal properties of herbs, and he can draw inferences from one instance to another. With the addition of the most expensive helper in Qianqiu Kingdom, her research progress is much faster.

"Cough cough..."

Every time he coughs, Quan Jiu avoids Feng Zhuo all the way.

Feng Zhuo sat in front of the table, looking down at her smooth handwriting.

Her characters were taught by him.

"Zhu Yan" a year ago had scribbled, unreadable handwriting. Seeing him correcting the memorial, she squatted aside anxiously and asked him to teach her how to write.

In less than half a year, her handwriting was six points similar to his.

He is also a teacher, a brother, and a father, and has witnessed her growth and changes bit by bit, watching her gradually change from a mediocre emperor to what she is today.

After Quan Jiu finished coughing, he saw him staring at the prescription in a daze as soon as he came back.

"Aiqing, what's wrong with you?"

She wrote down the treatment plan for her leg injury in detail today, even if she died, I believe the imperial physician in the palace would still be able to treat his leg.

It's just this prescription, she dare not let him see it, lest he get angry again.

Feng Zhuo: "The writing is not bad."

Quan Jiu raised his eyebrows, and there were a few more smiles in his eyes:
"Aiqing, is this bragging? I have been studying for almost a year, but I haven't been able to imitate half of your character."

Handwriting is like a person, Feng Zhuo's handwriting is as amazing as others.

Thinking about it carefully, Feng Zhuo is an impeccable politician, but it's a pity that he has no intention of the throne.

Feng Zhuo: "Your Majesty wants to learn?"

Quan Jiu: "Naturally."

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Zhuo was seen pushing the wheelchair to her side, and the handle of the wheelchair was pressed against her thigh.

The man stretched out his arm, wrapped around her back, and passed under her armpit. His warm palm covered the back of her hand. From the eyes of others, it was as if she was being held in his arms.

"The humble minister will teach."

The distance between the two of them was too close, and when Quan Jiu moved, he could feel the firm and powerful arm on his waist.

"Relax."

He caressed hers with his fingertips.

Quan Jiu let go of all the strength in his hand, allowing him to use his strength to write stroke after stroke on the white rice paper.

The smell of Feng Zhuo's body is very good, with a faint fragrance of cedar, smelling the wine, he accidentally lost his mind.

When he came back to his senses, there were already two large characters on the paper, flamboyant and extremely beautiful.

"A wine."

is her word.

"I heard that your name is now Ajiu." Feng Zhuo explained.

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and he slowly read out the word "Ajiu". The two words that were originally ordinary had a hint of whispering.

Quan Jiu's fingertips move slightly:

"Aiqing, teach me to write your name."

There is only Feng Zhuo's handwriting in the world, worthy of his name.

The sudden request made the man behind him stunned.

He turned his head slightly, and he could only see the fine hair on the sideburns and the full red lips next to the woman's ears.

Why is his name.

Feng Zhuo wanted to ask, but hesitated.

(End of this chapter)