Miss Forensic Doctor, she is very dragged and black!

Chapter 175

"No matter what, as long as I can be with you safely, it's better than anything else!" Knowing that Qin Zhijian must be feeling very uncomfortable, Jin Liu pretended to be happy and said.

"Liu'er..." Qin Zhijian's heart softened because of Jin Liu's pretending to be relaxed. Because of this possibility, he had been worried that Jin Liu would be dissatisfied. He was sad, and even pretended to be happy against his will. Who would want to live under surveillance for the rest of his life!If it wasn't that he didn't want to lose his life, if it wasn't that he didn't want to scare Jin Liu, if he didn't still have friendship with the emperor, he wouldn't want to live in such an aggrieved way!

Jin Liu let herself lean tightly against Qin Zhijian's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, she felt relieved, she was not lying, she didn't want to be a queen, she didn't want Qin Zhijian to fight for the throne, she didn't want the emperor Suspicious of Qin Zhijian, she didn't want King Duan to take advantage of Qin Zhijian. If all these could be realized, she would rather be aggrieved and hide with Qin Zhijian in a remote feudal land. Let's live an easy life!Although, she could see that Qin Zhijian was unwilling...

Qin Zhijian pinned all his hopes on Qin Zheng's memorial, and on the second day, this memorial was indeed delivered to the capital, and Degui was a little hesitant when receiving the bright yellow memorial. The county and even the Pingzhou government sent a lot of memorials. Qin Zheng always looked bad after reading the memorials. Degui knew that most of the memorials were not good news, but there were also good news, but regardless of the news For better or worse, Qin Zheng's complexion is not good, and he gradually realized that as long as it is about the memorial of Fuyuan County, Pingzhou Prefecture, it is nothing more than the seriousness of the situation there, King Zhenbei and Jin Liu, the imperial envoy How hard it is to control the plague, and the results are very good.

The severity of the plague shows that Qin Zheng, the emperor, was not good at being the emperor, and King Zhenbei’s governance of the plague is effective, which shows that Qin Zhijian is better than the emperor, and even with him, he must be more popular than him. This is not true for any emperor. is a good thing.

While Degui was hesitating, Murong Shengxue walked in with Xiaohong, saw the memorial in his hand at a glance, but just pretended not to see it, and softly asked Degui who was standing in a daze at the door: "The emperor still Is it in there?"

It was only then that Degui realized that Murong Shengxue was standing beside him, and hurriedly bowed in salute. He, a close eunuch, knew better than anyone how much the emperor loved the woman in front of him, so naturally he couldn't accuse her of not being summoned. Then he came to the Shang study privately, "Go back to Concubine Ning, the emperor is still inside."

"I haven't rested for a whole day, and I didn't sleep at all yesterday. How can this be good!" Murong Shengxue looked up at the closed door of the main hall, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes slowly showed that he was right. Concerned by the emperor, he asked again: "How did the emperor eat today?"

"I haven't eaten much, and I haven't even used the snacks from the imperial dining room." Degui told the truth.

"How can this be done?" Murong Shengxue said displeased, his tone seemed to blame Degui for not serving Qin Zheng well.

Seeing this, Degui quickly lowered his head. If it was in the past, even Concubine Rong would not dare to talk to him like this. He is the emperor's personal eunuch and the most talkative servant around the emperor. If other concubines want to inquire 01:30 All the matters concerning the emperor must go through him, how dare he blame him like this, but now it is different, Degui feels that although Murong Shengxue did not sit in the back seat, in the heart of the emperor, he has nothing to do with the empress There was a difference, so I didn't dare to say anything, I just lowered my head and said: "The slave is incompetent, I can't fully move the emperor!"

Murong Shengxue's face became much better after hearing this, look, even the people around the emperor treat her like this, so what does Concubine Rong mean, the queen's throne will be hers sooner or later.

Murong Shengxue was delighted by Degui's Fu Xiao, and hurriedly helped Degui and said, "Eunuch, why are you talking like that? Don't I know the emperor's temper? Sigh, it's hard for you, but fortunately, I Worried about the emperor's health, I specially boiled a cup of tonic soup for the emperor, I wonder if I can send it in?"

In the past, it was naturally impossible. The Emperor's Shangshu was the place to correct the memorials, and he was never allowed to enter the harem, but who is the person in front of him?It's the emperor's favorite concubine Murong Shengxue, and it's not the first time for her to come to Shangshufang. Even the emperor didn't say anything, how could Degui say no?

"It's okay for your empress to care about the emperor so much." Degui hurriedly said, he gently opened the door for her, and bowed his head to invite her in.

Degui's understanding of current affairs pleased Murong Shengxue again. She smiled at Degui, turned around and took the red lacquer and gold hexagonal food box from Xiaohong's hand, and was about to go inside. Pointing to the memorial in Degui's hand inadvertently, he asked: "This is for the emperor, right? Where did you get it? I'll take it in for my father-in-law and call him the emperor, okay?"

Degui was worrying about how to avoid the emperor's temper that was about to erupt after reading the scriptures. Hearing what Murong Shengxue said, how could he say he was unwilling? Your Majesty, this is an excerpt from King Zhenbei, please give it to the Emperor as soon as possible!"

A note from Qin Zhijian?Murong Shengxue's eyes flickered for a moment, and it was fleeting. He thought to himself that it was better to come sooner than later, so he pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's just a small matter, so why bother to thank you, father-in-law!" In Shang's study room, she only looked up when there was a slight sound of closing the door behind her.

There was no sign of Qin Zhijian behind the dragon case facing the gate of the main hall. Murong Shengxue subconsciously looked at the Nuan Pavilion next to the bright yellow dragon and fish jumping silk curtains. Normally, if the emperor was tired of correcting memorials, he would come Going to lie down inside for a while, she tiptoed slowly to the door of the Nuan Pavilion, and was about to enter the Xi'an curtain, when she looked at the forehead memorial in her hand from the corner of her eyes, hesitated, put the food box on her wrist, and carefully Let go of the memorial.

As expected, the memorial was written by Qin Zhijian. Because he was afraid of being peeped, he didn't write about the exchange of identities between the two, but it was a thick book, and it was nothing more than some things about the two when they were young. If Yan Ming is unwilling to fight for power and would rather resign from his official position, Murong Shengxue is still afraid of being found out, so he just read it roughly, and didn't read it carefully. After reading it, he stuffed the memorial in the interlayer under the food box In the middle of the night, the sinister smile on his face disappeared, and he gently opened the curtain and entered the Nuan Pavilion.

As soon as he entered the Nuan Pavilion, Murong Shengxue saw Qin Zheng lying on the kang with his brows furrowed tightly, one hand clenched on his forehead, and the other holding a memorial. Yes, but fell asleep unconsciously.

A few memorials were scattered on the small kang table next to it with chicken-wing wood carvings and bat patterns, and some were scattered on the ground. Murong Shengxue's eyes lit up, and he quietly took out Qin Zhijian's memorial from the interlayer of the food box, and put it quietly On the ground, when he looked up, he saw that Qin Zheng had sat up, his eyes were looking at him. "Shengxue? When did you come? Why didn't you wake me up?" Qin Zheng frowned and closed his eyes. He beat his forehead with his hands and said a little irritably, "There are too many things these days. I fell asleep after reading the booklet, and I don’t even know when you came in.”

Murong Shengxue's back was already covered in cold sweat because of Qin Zheng's stare. He was relieved when he saw what he said, and then picked up the memorial that had just been thrown on the ground. Put it on the side of the kang, then lifted the food box up, took out the soup cup inside, and looked at Qin Zheng with distress, and said: "Because there are many political affairs, the emperor should cherish his body more, the memorial You can’t finish reading it, what if you spend days and nights revising memorials, what if you become exhausted!”

"Don't you feel sorry for me again?" Qin Zheng seems to be in a good mood today. During the early court today, he heard the good news that the river embankment he built with funds last month finally worked, and the river that bursts every year The flood control embankment of the Yellow River did not break this year. The people on both sides of the Yellow River specially organized a group of people to go to Beijing to thank God for this. Although he knew that this was what he should do, the people just wanted him to be more attentive. In this matter, in order to do it like this every year in the future, they don't have to live a life of fleeing famine with floods, but this also made him feel that he is not so negligent as the emperor, so he rewarded those people a lot, He also ordered people to send them back properly.In short, Qin Zheng was in a very happy mood today, and even his face looked better, he looked at the soup cup Murong Shengxue brought out with a smile and asked, "What delicious food did you bring me today? "

"It's the emperor's favorite stewed sea cucumber soup with fish maw and seashells. It has been stewed for a full twelve hours, but the concubine's painstaking effort, the emperor must drink it all!" Murong Shengxue poured out a bowl of soup Put it in front of Qin Zheng, and said with a smile.

When Qin Zheng smelled the aroma, he felt hungry. After taking a sip carefully, his eyes lit up. He glanced at Murong Shengxue appreciatively, and lowered his head to drink the soup.

Murong Shengxue looked at Qin Zheng eating happily, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the memorials scattered around the four weeks, and he started to pack them up. As soon as he put all the memorials next to Qin Zheng, he was caught. He hugged his slender waist.

"Your Majesty..." Murong Shengxue called out softly, but pulled Qin Zheng's hand away, "This is in the Shang's study..."

"Don't move, I just want to hug you!" Qin Zheng said, making Murong Shengxue turn around, put his head in her arms, took a deep breath of her fragrance, and closed his eyes satisfied Well, it would be great if he was really the son of the first emperor. Then, he wouldn't have to worry about Qin Zhijian, for fear that someone would take away everything he has now!In fact, he still has feelings for Qin Zhijian, his cousin who grew up with him a few months younger. As long as he doesn't take away everything from him, as long as he honestly becomes his King of Zhenbei, he is not willing either. Let things become like this, but after so long, Qin Zhijian doesn't even have an attitude, and even Jin Liu is unwilling to let him go back, so how can he not suspect that he has no rebellion?

But why did Qin Zhijian do this? He clearly said that as long as he was a good emperor, he would not compete with him for the throne. Could it be that just because a plague was not managed properly, he thought he was not a good emperor? ?So why doesn't he look at the building of the embankment of the Yellow River and listen to the words of praise from the courtiers?

Qin Zhijian, Qin Zhijian, do you really want to rebel against me?
"Your Majesty!" Murong Shengxue suddenly cried out in pain.

Only then did Qin Zheng realize that he had unknowingly tightened his arms, presumably because he had strangled Murong Shengxue, so he quickly let go, pulled her to sit beside him, and asked distressedly: "But I strangled you. I didn't mean it, I..." Qin Zheng frowned slightly before finishing the rest of his sentence.

Murong Shengxue had already grasped Qin Zheng's temperament thoroughly, so he naturally knew what he was thinking. He pressed his forehead from behind, rubbed it lightly, and called out softly, "Your Majesty, you are doing it for King Zhenbei again." Are you bothered by the matter? Hey, my concubine has been unable to eat or sleep because of this these days. The first king of Zhenbei is famous. How could he be confused this time? If you really make a fuss, you're not afraid to make a fuss? Why bother?"

(End of this chapter)