The queen has great power: I will decide who will be the emperor

Chapter 88
sweat!Now is not the time to think about this, she can only read medical books when she enters the library, if she is caught staying in the historical area of ​​the Yue family, she will be miserable!

Wei Xiaoyou huddled her body and didn't dare to move. She was glad that she was too lazy to stand here all day, so she always sat on the ground and read a book. She even brought a particularly comfortable cushion for this.

She is sitting in a corner now, and the library is very big, as long as people who come in don't come here, they won't find her.

Khan, if she escapes this time today, she will definitely redouble her efforts to memorize the history of the Yue family, and when she "recovers" the status of the future queen, there is no need to be afraid of these at all!
She held her breath and watched the movement outside. It was strange that someone should have come in just now, but she hadn't heard a sound until now.

Is he also a martial arts master?
Cold sweat slipped down little by little, Wei Xiaoyou misses Xia Houche very much now, alas, if there is any satyr around, she really doesn't have to be afraid of anyone,

There was another light change in the direction of the door, Wei Xiaoyou's heart tightened, did that person leave or someone came again?
"The subordinate is late, please master...cough cough...please forgive me." A man's low voice suddenly sounded in the quiet space.

Khan, it seems that someone is coming again!

"What's wrong with you?" Another male voice sounded.

"Suffering from a bit of wind and cold, the subordinate has already taken the medicine, so I dare not worry about the master."

"Well, how?" The voice was also very low, but the tone was obviously used to giving orders.

"Madam...cough cough...let this subordinate give this to you."

After that, no one spoke, Wei Xiaoyou guessed that the "Master" should be looking at what the "Madam" gave him.

Khan, are these two plotting something?Did she stumble across some secret?
God bless her, she must not be found, or her head may be farewell to her neck forever.

Not long after, the man who spoke last spoke again, "Tell my mother, I will arrange things here."

"This subordinate understands, and this is...ahem...the green snow you want."

"Ah."

"Master, you must take care of yourself. This subordinate will leave first."

(End of this chapter)