"Big brother, what are the stupid girls staring at our brothers, should we slip away first?"

"What are you running, look at your rudeness, her half-dead appearance, she can't protect herself, and there is air traffic control for us?"

"Hehe, it's still the eldest brother who is prescient."

Su Qian was shocked, she could actually understand the cat's speech, which was even more incredible than when she was killed by lightning on a rainy night, and then she was caught in a book she was chasing.

At this time, the door of the hall opened, and there was a slight sound of footsteps, interrupting Su Qian's thoughts.

When she saw Zhiyun, she rushed towards her, knelt on the edge of the bed, raised her eyes that were swollen like walnuts crying, as if she was afraid that she would be dazzled and misunderstood, Zhiyun stared at her for a long time before she dared to be convinced.

"Thank God, God forbid, the mother finally woke up, woo woo, the slave thought you would never wake up again."

Zhiyun rolled around because of stomach pain, and failed to follow Niangniang to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers, but after half an hour, she heard the news that Niangniang was seriously injured in the assassination, and then the emperor with a cold face rushed into Fengyi Palace with Niangniang covered in blood.

"Weaving clouds." Su Qian squeezed out two words with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse and difficult, extremely unpleasant.

"Niangniang, I am here, and in the future, the slaves and maids will always follow Niangniang, never leave half a step, and protect Niangniang." Zhiyun hugged Niangniang tightly and didn't let go, tears and snot covered her face, all of which were printed on the quilt.

She had even figured out that if her mother went, she would never live alone.

Su Qianfei raised his hand vigorously, patted Zhiyun who was lying on her body and cried bitterly, and said helplessly: "You pressed me so hard that I couldn't breathe." ”

Zhiyun hurriedly got up and wiped her tears, "I'm sorry Niangniang, the slave didn't mean it, but when I saw you wake up, the slave was a little excited." ”

Su Qian took a few heavy breaths, and then he felt that his breathing was easier.

"I'm thirsty."

Zhiyun hurriedly went to pour water, I don't know if it was because he was excited again, he knocked over the teacup and scared away the two cats who were watching the excitement.

Zhiyun held the teacup, Su Qian twisted his head laboriously, and drank in small sips, Zhiyun looked at the appearance of the mother's sin, and the circles in his eyes turned red again.

The warm water ran down his throat and into his stomach, and Su Qian felt better.

"How long did Hongu sleep?"

"It's been three days."

Su Qian didn't expect it to take so long.

"Mom! The mother's wound was bleeding again. Zhiyun looked at the blood that gradually oozes from the gauze, ejects to his feet, and shouts in panic.

Su Qian was so startled by her startled appearance that she almost bit her tongue, and the water in her mouth squirted out, choking on her coughing again and again, and her face was flushed.

"Don't be afraid, you're the best! You must hold on, and the slave will go to the imperial doctor. ”

Zhiyun cheered Niangniang for the sake of her mother, and ran quickly to the door of the hall, probably too anxious, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and tripped over the threshold, she got up with her teeth bared and disappeared.

Su Qian held his forehead and felt a little headache, Zhiyun was the dowry brought into the palace by the original owner from his mother's house, and her temperament was a little frizzy, it was not a big deal, but she was the queen's palace maid, and in the book, she really suffered a lot with the original owner.

As for how she got into the book.

She doesn't know at all!

When she was struck by lightning on a rainy night, she happened to be reading this book on her mobile phone, and I don't know what skill was triggered by the thunder, and her soul penetrated into the original owner who should have drowned in the pond.

I don't know what the original owner's brain was pumping, she didn't sleep in the middle of the night, went to the corner of the palace for a walk, and slipped and fell into the pond, but fortunately, she would be watery, and struggled to climb ashore.

Zhiyun said that it should have just been raining and slippery, and he accidentally fell into it, but Su Qian, who opened the perspective of God, knew very well that the original owner was pushed down.

According to the original plot, the original owner had already hung up, but Su Qian's soul penetrated into her body and came back to life.

And the mastermind behind the scenes is a little white lotus who is not high-ranked, she admires the emperor but can't, and she is jealous that the original owner is not from a high background, and occupies the position of the queen, so she has a murderous intention, and wants to be pushed over to block the knife for the emperor this time, and it is estimated that she did it.

Su Qian shook his head sadly, the people in the harem are really sinister, and they can't be prevented! is also a fallen person at the end of the world, why is it too anxious to fry each other, and why is the cannon fodder bullying the cannon fodder.

It didn't take long for Zhiyun to run into the main hall with the female medical officer, followed by the emperor.

Jun Wushen reclined on the chaise longue, very patiently watching the female medical officer give medicine to the queen, his bony hands, lazily on his knees, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

Under his undisguised gaze, Su Qian's head drooped lower and lower, and the flush on his face spread rapidly, and even the small earlobes were stained with a faint powder.

Jun Wushen's mood changed inexplicably, and he looked at Su Qian again, his little queen's shy appearance with affection in his eyebrows and eyes was quite pitiful.

In order to balance the court, he didn't want his relatives to sit big, so he raised her to the back seat, she was less than sixteen when she first entered the palace, a childish group, and the girl grew up in two years, but it was more and more pleasing to the eye, and it was much more pleasing to the eye.

Su Qian, who was lying on the bed, was thinking about how to pull the quilt over and cover her face in the most seemingly casual way, and was targeted by the crazy tyrant, like a little white rabbit sent into the wolf's mouth, she was furious and panicked in her heart.

"Queen Mother, I think you have changed the medicine, you need to stay in bed these days, don't move, the wound will heal in time." The female medical officer packed up the medicine box and instructed carefully.

Su Qian smiled, "Thank you." ”

After the female medical officer left, no one stood in front of Su Qian, and she could observe more clearly that as long as the villain looked good, the three views followed the facial features.

Jun Wu's black hair like ink jade is erected with hostas, his facial features are as distinct as carving, his side face is handsome and abnormal, and the dragon robe embroidered with gold thread shines in the shimmer.

He exuded the aura of a mighty king all over him, and he sat on a couch that was already lame and sat on a dragon chair.

Wait, lame chaise longe!

Sure enough, the master and servant had the same mind, Zhiyun reacted stupidly, and immediately said straightforwardly: "Your Majesty, get up, that chaise longue is about to let you sit on the shelf." ”

Jun Wushen stood up with some doubts, the lame chaise longue really couldn't withstand the emperor's breath, and the moment he got up, it collapsed.

Seeing this, Su Qian was so frightened that he successfully buried his face in the quilt, not daring to look at the tyrant again.

Jun Wushen looked at the queen who shrunk into a quail, and fell into silence, he couldn't quite understand why the queen was a little afraid of him? I'm obviously relatively gentle and reasonable.

"Queen, this time you have worked hard to save the sword, I am quite grateful, what reward do you want?"

The low and soothing voice, with a few wisps of seduction, splashed a little ripple in Su Qian's heart, which actually made her let down her guard for a while.

Su Qian mustered up the courage to raise her little face, pinched her palm, squeezed out a sweet smile, and saw that the tyrant's face was serious, not like he was lying to her, so she had the courage to speak.

"Your Majesty, can you reward your concubines with fifty or fifty taels of silver?"

Yes, Su Qian's biggest wish is to have silver, don't look at her as the queen, but the tyrant is a dime a dime iron rooster, he set up a harem to recruit beautiful women, but he refused to allocate a copper plate to support them.

The other concubines are okay, they all have a solid mother's family to enrich the small treasury, but Su Qian is a little miserable, and her life is stretched.

"Huh."

The corners of Jun Wushen's mouth froze on his face, and that handsome face instantly darkened, could it be that his life was worth only fifty taels?