Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed, and winter is about to begin.

Liu Zixian's favorability towards Xu Jia has reached 80.

On this day, Zhang Fude came over as usual to ask for peace pulse.

After taking the pulse, Xu Jia sat on the main seat.

Zhao Ji behind her brought him a cup of tea, Xu Jia took the teacup, took a sip slowly, and patiently waited for Zhang Fude to reply.

The root of Sanshenghua has been pulled out, and Xu Jia is also drinking it on time every day, so this reply is naturally a good thing.

Zhang Fude replied respectfully after saluting: "Queen Mother, your body has gradually recovered now, and the recovery is very good, I believe that the residual poison on your body will be cleaned up in less than a month." ”

"Good!" When Xu Jia heard that he was about to recover, he was naturally happy, and said loudly: "Zhao Ji, look at the reward!" ”

Zhao Ji stepped forward and grabbed a handful of golden melon seeds from his pocket and handed them to him.

Zhang Defu saw a handful of golden melon seeds in his hand, and his mouth couldn't close when he smiled.

Respectfully kowtowed twice, bent down and went out the door.

Xu Jiazhen was happy and suddenly thought of a question.

Then after he recovers, do you have to sleep with Liu Zixian?

She has a month to clean up this matter, and she must not be able to hide it from Liu Zixian.

And she had no reason to refuse him.

Xu Jia began to get anxious.

Sure enough, when Liu Zixian came at noon, he was extremely funny.

Xu Jia naturally couldn't spoil his interest, and he also raised the corners of his mouth to be happy with him.

She took a step ahead of him and said, "Your Majesty, as soon as the imperial doctor comes over today to ask for peace, he said that I still have a month to clean up the residual poison." ”

"Yes!" Liu Zixian obviously learned the news in advance, but he was still very surprised to hear her say this.

Xu Jia smiled and nodded happily.

Liu Zixian shook Xu Jia's hand, pulled her into and whispered, "I've been waiting for the sky for a long time." ”

"Your Majesty!" Xu Jia turned his head shyly and ignored him.

Liu Zixian was busy with official business, and not long after eating, he returned to the imperial study.

Before leaving, he also instructed Zhang Yi to take two peach blossom hairpins from the treasury and give them to Xu Jia.

The weather is getting colder, and the flowers in the small garden of Changchun Palace are about to fail.

Xu Jia and Zhao Ji walked outside for a while, and found that the wind was blowing, so they didn't need to go back to the dormitory.

Xu Jia happened to be sitting on the dresser, and Zhao Ji gave her a head.

Xu Jia was looking in the mirror, but through the mirror, he could also see the figure of Zhao Ji behind him.

Xu Jia suddenly asked, "Gonggong Zhao, why don't you go back and continue to be the director of the Criminal Division, but stay here in the palace?" ”

Zhao Ji didn't expect Xu Jia to suddenly ask him this, the movement in his hand paused, and then continued to comb and say: "Queen Mother, the slave is still the director of the Criminal Division, but now he holds two positions." ”

"Oh, that's it." Xu Jia said: "But this palace picked you up and stayed by the side of this palace all day, and I didn't want to go to the Shen Criminal Division to deal with official business." ”

"Leave those chores to someone else, and that's it." Zhao Ji said.

"In that case, then you're just famous, don't you have to do anything?" Xu Jia was curious.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji chuckled: "In this way, I can stay by the queen's side more." ”

Xu Jia felt strange why Zhao Ji would say this, and turned his head to look at him.

Zhao Ji could feel that Xu Jia turned his head and stopped what he was doing, and the eyes of the two immediately corresponded.

"Why do you say that?" Xu Jia asked with doubts.

Zhao Ji didn't shy away from her gaze, and looked at him stunned and returned: "The slave said this, doesn't the queen mother understand?" ”

Xu Jia was a little stunned by his gaze, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Does he like me? This sentence was originally a question in Xu Jia's heart, but now it is slowly affirmed in his heart.