Chapter 67
"No, if you don't drink the disease, you won't be cured. The princess should drink the medicine." Only at this time, the princess looks like a child, and she has to be coaxed to drink it.

Xiao Ruan just missed seducing Jiang Yuan with candies.

"Don't drink." Jiang Yuan covered the quilt and turned to face inside.

"Princess, there is only the last bowl left, you just have to bear with it, and besides, there are nectary glands on the side, so it won't be too bitter." Xiao Ruan stepped forward to lick her quilt.

"I'm already well, I don't need to drink."

The medicine in the palace is really not covered. Her back shoulder, which was so painful before, is now callused, and her illness is almost cured.

"Besides, you always say the last bowl." Well, she is indeed a bit coquettish now.

However, she really didn't want to drink that bowl of medicine anymore.

"But.."

"If she doesn't want to drink, she can take it away. It's her business to die."

Xiao Ruan froze, and hurriedly knelt down, "See the emperor, long live the emperor."

Jiang Yuan raised her eyebrows, and wanted to find fault again?

"You go down."

Xiao Ruan looked at Jiang Yuan's back with some worry, and then slowly moved down.

Jiang Yuan didn't need to turn his head, he could feel the people behind him, and the anger enveloped his whole body.

In fact, she really didn't understand why the emperor was always angry with her.

She thinks that she has done nothing wrong, and she thinks that she is still a very competent slave.

"Before you die, hurry up and do your duty as a slave, don't lie in bed pretending to be sick all day long."

Jiang Yuan immediately lifted the quilt and got up, except that his face was still a little pale, "I ask the emperor to grant me permission to take a day off."

Well, it can barely be considered a sick leave, and you can also take a break from work.

"Aren't you okay? Don't take the medicine? Are you going to ask for leave?" It was that kind of yin and yang voice again.

Jiang Yuan suddenly missed that invisible emperor very much, at least. She didn't have to deal with her so hard.

"Your Majesty, I just need time to make that weapon well."

She couldn't procrastinate any longer, the materials were already prepared, but the emperor didn't give her any free time in those few days, which tended to drain her working ability.

(End of this chapter)

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