Queen's Purpose

Chapter 1025 Quan Qingjiu looked at her for a long time, her thin lips parted slightly, "You really don't have amnesia."

She gave him a weird look, "Are you kidding me? I'm used to seeing you wearing brocade clothes every day, and you suddenly asked me if such a shabby dress looks good? Although some people think that the occasional clear soup with little water is also good, But my aesthetics are still within the normal range."

Quan Qing's eyes darkened, but there was no change on his face, "It's fine if you don't like it."

After a pause, "This is what you sent me before."

Xia Fanyin glanced at him in surprise, "Huh?"

She looked at the dress carefully again, "This taste... tsk, it's really a gift from me, it's really good."

Quan Qingjiu laughed, "Didn't you say that your aesthetics is still within the normal range?"

She squinted her eyes and squinted at him, "What's wrong with this dress?" The woman raised her eyebrows, and said as a matter of course, "Although I will definitely not give you clothes now, since I picked them before, it is naturally good-looking."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

He didn't say anything, the smile on his face gradually narrowed, "Xiao Qi, there is something... I have to tell you."

"Ok?"

She took a sip of water and looked at him calmly.

Quan Qingjiu said, "There is news from Xiliang that the emperor's list is posted up and down the whole country, asking for a large sum of money to obtain crimson bead grass, which seems to be... the king of Zhenbei needs."

Xia Fanyin's movements suddenly stopped, and his face changed suddenly, "What did you say?"

The man frowned and looked at her worriedly, "I suspect...it's your master who needs crimson bead grass."

Annatto.

Master.

Xia Fanyin's pupils narrowed slightly, and her palms were unconsciously clenched.

After a long time, I let out a long breath and looked at him again, "So, crimson bead grass...do you have it?"

Quan Qingjiu's thin lips slowly spit out two words, "No."

Her pupils shrank again.

Of the few known plants in the world, there is only one plant in Beidi's imperial palace - here in Quanqingjiu.

Xia Fanyin closed her eyes, "I want to leave the palace."

"If there is no crimson bead grass, it is useless for you to go."

"The power is nine..."

Her voice was hoarse.

Quan Qingjiu's heart contracted slightly, but he turned his eyes away in the next second, and said in a firm tone: "The whole of Xiliang is looking for crimson bead grass, and I can help you find it together. But before you find it, even if you go It's useless—your master's medical skills are better than yours."

"Quan Qing Jiu!" She suddenly accentuated her tone.

"...If you really want to go, I will accompany you."

"........."

She looked complicated, and looked at the anger that was struggling to restrain in his gaze, "Let's talk about it, let me think about it."

Quan Qingjiu didn't say anything, and hummed lightly.

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Xia Fanyin's communication with the outside is not clear.

After inquiring, everyone in Xiliang was indeed looking for crimson grass - Quan Qingjiu didn't lie to her.

At night, she walked to the Dragon Palace alone, looked up at the huge golden plaque, as if she had made up her mind...

But before she stepped in with one foot, a deep voice suddenly came from inside, "Xiao Qi."

She stopped suddenly.

She had thought of this result before she came, so her expression didn't change much, except for the first moment when her eyes narrowed slightly, then she regained her composure and looked at the man who came out of it lightly.

It's just that this kind of indifference is different from the indifference of the previous days. It seems to be soaked in time and years, and it is as mellow and long-lasting as ancient wine.

In the end, she was the first to speak, "Are you waiting for me here on purpose?"

Quan Qingjiu looked at her for a long time, with thick dark eyes in his eyes, and his thin lips parted slightly, "You really don't have amnesia."

(End of this chapter)