Traveling through the battle with the evil emperor: the queen is too hard to pet

Chapter 100
Xia Xiaowei felt relieved again.

Who told him to punish her?

She was very honest today, standing by the side to serve the meal honestly, he asked her to try the food on his own initiative, but he deliberately tried to punish her, she was just trying to save her life.

If you eat any more, you will die of hunger.

Bei Qinghan was indeed angry, angry that not only did he fail to catch Xia Xiaowei, but she put him down again.

He is not without measure.

Just now, he just wanted to see how angry she was and dared not speak out. In fact, he planned to appreciate her for a while before letting her go. He didn't want her to get sick.

I didn't expect her to come to this trick.

The imperial doctors rushed over to check Bei Qinghan's body.

Bei Qinghan waved his hand, pointed at Xia Xiaowei and said, "I'm fine, let her check."

The imperial doctors were stunned, how could a little court lady work their precious hands?
However, this was related to the issue of the imperial meal, and the emperor personally appointed them to have a consultation, so no one dared to neglect to take Xia Xiaowei's pulse and check her body.

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, Xia Xiaowei secretly gave Bei Qinghan a glance.

I knew he was deliberately torturing her.

Fortunately, the imperial doctor only took the pulse and looked at the tongue coating, so she didn't suffer much.

Bei Qinghan ignored her and sat aside to watch the excitement.

Hmph, she wanted to pretend to be sick, so he let her have a taste of pretending to be sick.

He wanted to ask the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat her well, well, it would be better to prescribe a medicine for nourishing qi and blood, but the medicine was extremely bitter and difficult to swallow.

After a while, he had to give hints to these imperial doctors.

Bei Qinghan took a cup of tea with ease.

Enjoying Xia Xiaowei's suffering while sipping tea is really a great joy in life.

However, when his eyes fell on Xia Xiaowei's wrist, the tea in Bei Qinghan's hand stopped in mid-air.

At this moment, a piece of white and flawless wrist was actually held in the hand of a skinny old man covered with blue-gray blood vessels.

It's too much, don't they know that the queen's hand can't be grabbed casually?
In the palace, to feel the pulse of the concubines, a silk scarf had to be worn on the wrist, and the imperial physician could only feel the pulse through the silk cloth.

Bei Qinghan stood up.

Just about to open his mouth to scold him, he suddenly reacted.

(End of this chapter)