Jun Beiye's handsome face sank like a mountain rain, the air pressure around him suddenly decreased, and there was an inexplicable cold wind raging wildly.

The chief physician of the Duke of Cha and the attendants felt the emperor's sudden coldness, and their bones were shivering, and they didn't dare to say a word.

Qiao Ruxing shouted again, "Your Majesty ......"

Jun Beiye didn't want to pay attention to her, stood up imposingly, and left with a cold hand.

The doctors of the Zha Gong Gong Hospital were so frightened that their hearts and livers trembled again, and they hurriedly followed.

They all walked floating, and they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of angering the emperor who seemed to have returned from the ice and snow.

Jun Beiye walked to the gate, suddenly stood still, and glanced at the entourage behind him.

The entourage was swept by this cold eye, and they almost lost their heads, silently drooping their eyes, breathing hard.

"I'm not dead, what do you do with me one by one, the one in it, if there are any three long and two short, trivial, you all give me a funeral!"

A group of people "......"

Suddenly, he paused, and his heart trembled with fright.

The one in it?

Which one is in it?

They don't mean the emperor?

I'm so panicked!

Father-in-law Cha Bingxue was smart, and he reacted suddenly, and said busily, "Quick, go in and see the little master of Changle Palace, and see how she is?" ”

Only then did the hospital and the imperial doctor react and hurriedly went in.

Jun Beiye heard that people had entered, so he opened his long legs and continued to walk out.

Qiao Ruxing said vigorously that she was fine, and her body was very good, but the hospital and the imperial doctor were still not at ease, and they looked at and heard and asked, and they cut the pulse and checked the body, and checked and checked, and found that there was really nothing wrong with her, so she was a little relieved.

But in the end, he was still not at ease, and carefully prescribed a lot of supplements for the little master of Changle Palace.

After all, the emperor has spoken, if this little lord has any three long and two short, trivial, they have to be buried together!

It's a matter of life and death, and you can't be careless!

Qiao Ruxing was so dedicated by their dedication that he had no choice but to let them go.

After they finished checking, she went down to take a bath beautifully, then changed into clothes, and returned to Changle Palace beautifully.

Back in Changle Palace, wrapped in the robe of the dog emperor, the faint fragrance lingered, and she slept comfortably.

For several days, the Dog Emperor did not appear again.

Qiao Ruxing was bent on her beauty whitening cream, and she didn't care much about it.

However, a group of little concubines came to the door from time to time to flatter all kinds of sycophants, and they didn't know what to do.

Qiao Ruxing couldn't stand their spitting appearance, sat down, beckoned, and asked them to line up.

raised her eyebrows and said, "This girl has one thing to say, she doesn't like to twist and pinch, swallow and spit out, since you are running to Changle Palace, you have to ask me, since you have a request for me, then you have to make me happy first."

Come, come, come, one by one, describe my face in the most beautiful language you know, the sweetest mouth, and I will grant her wish today. ”

A group of little concubines "......"

What the heck?

The most beautiful language?

What is the most beautiful language?

Chunguo pursed her lips and snickered on the side, seeing that they didn't react, she immediately stepped forward to demonstrate.

Looking at the beautiful face of his little master, he said sincerely, "The little lord is also the most beautiful today, the little lord is beautiful and fragrant, and the little lord is beautiful and prosperous, and he dominates the rivers and lakes!" ”