Chapter Ninety-Seven: If You Can't Contribute to the Family, What Are You Left Doing?
"Still sleepy?" At this time, he suddenly reached over and stroked Qingjiu's cheek.
Yun Lang had already fallen asleep again, and was placed in the middle of the bed by Ji Shiyan.
Qing Jiujiu came back to his senses, and his expression looked a little stunned: "Have you been feeding Yunlang with your heart?" ”
"Well, isn't it what you said, the blood of your parents, the thing that eats your heart's heart?"
That was the words that Qingjiujiu said inadvertently in the hunting ground.
She thought that the Ji Shi banquet would let Yun Lang fend for himself in this year, because whether it was fingertip blood or heart blood, the loss of a person was too great.
“...... Why? Her voice was a little dry: "You obviously hate Yun Lang, on the night of childbirth, you wanted to kill him from my stomach, have you forgotten?" ”
What are you doing now?
She didn't think that Ji Shiyan was a good person, just because she saw Yun Lang in pain, she would cut her chest over and over again.
But if it's not because of this, then why?
In a year, he turned Yun Lang into a little monster, only recognized him, only knew sleep.
But he didn't hesitate to feed him with his heart and blood.
Ji Shiyan was much higher than Qingjiu, and he lowered his eyes to look at the top of Qingjiu's hair.
In my impression, this is one of the few spaces where they stay calmly and without tension.
Qingjiujiu's expression seemed to be very distressed, she was restrained by the phoenix gall, and her emotions about the season banquet were slightly disturbed, and she was easily confused and puzzled.
However, for the various circumstances on the night of the production of Qingjiu, the season banquet is indeed impossible to explain.
"Sleep a little longer, it's still early."
I slept again in a daze, and the three of us were still together.
Qingjiujiu thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she actually slept well.
After that day, Ji Shiyan really kept his promise and let Xi Yue go.
However, after a brief relenting moment that morning, Qingjiujiu quickly returned to reality.
Ji Shiyan seems to have tasted the benefits of her, and no matter what purpose Qingjiujiu wants to get from now on, he has to please him first.
Even the hard work that Yun Lang needs, he has to be coaxed to be happy by Qingjiu first, and he is willing to 'give generously'.
The momentum of the crazy criticism has only increased.
But Qingjiujiu never figured out what his reason was for doing so.
Just to satisfy his shameful perverted desires?
However, Chen Wenhe's death was not counted on Qingjiujiu's head after all.
The court died of a minister, and the little emperor didn't say anything about it, but Qing Lianyi was furious.
She was worried that she couldn't catch Ji Shiyan's handle, and Ji Shiyan actually said in front of hundreds of officials in the court that Chen Wenhe's death was caused by him.
He also said that the Ministry of Industry should have changed blood a long time ago.
His move undoubtedly provoked Qing Ripple to target, and even pointed to his nose on the spot, asking him if he really wanted to cover the sky with one hand and be the regent as rumored by the outside world.
As soon as the word regent came out, it was undoubtedly a big hat buckled on his head.
The courtiers all sweated, for fear that King Cheng'an would quarrel with the Queen Mother in the court.
Da Zhou has just experienced a flood, and if the regime changes at this time, it will not benefit anyone.
But the Queen Mother was pressing step by step, obviously unable to sit still.
Who would have thought that King Cheng'an just smiled lightly and replied: "If this king really wants to seize power, the queen mother thinks that with the strength in your book, she can stop this king?" ”
These words can be described as arrogant.
Qing Lianyi was surging with anger, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at him.
The last time she died, she had a large number of personal soldiers in her hands, and if she wanted to fight by force, she really couldn't win.
But Ji Shiyan dared to be so arrogant as to say so in public in the court!
"If the Queen Mother feels that it is not enough to fight with this king, then it is better to cultivate her body, this king has no idea of controlling the government now, but she can't stand the Queen Mother's pressure step by step, after all, Your Majesty is still young, isn't it?"
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left the court.
Qing Lianyi was still fed a special effect heart-saving pill before she could breathe.
She raised her hand and smashed everything in the hall, and said angrily, "What does he mean? Does he think that Da Zhou is now in the palm of his hand? How dare he speak to the mourners like that?! ”
The palace people knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to breathe.
The Queen Mother's ambition to want this Great Zhou Jiangshan is becoming more and more obvious......
"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! Qing Lianyi smashed another vase, and her graceful face was distorted: "The waste of Qing wine and wine can't be used by the mourning family, Qing Xiuxiu is a lover, the woman of my Qing family, can't contribute to the family, what else do you want to keep?" Come! ”
It is said that the Queen Mother had a big fire in Ci'an Palace that day.
But it was calm outside.
Qingjiujiu went to Hongfa Temple for a while, and the medicine developed had been sent a few days ago.
After the waterwheel, no one dares to underestimate Qingjiu anymore.
When the courtyard of the Tai Hospital saw Qing Jiujiu, they couldn't wait to bend over and speak, to prevent themselves from dying inexplicably like Chen Wenhe.
No explanation has been found.
King Cheng'an doesn't like Qingjiu anymore, and people are also two, it's not, Chen Wenhe died when he died, and the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Industry changed to King Cheng'an's own person in the blink of an eye.
But this test of medicine is not as good as the waterwheel.
The fried medicine bowl was brought up, but no one dared to move it for a long time.
Qing Jiujiu sat on the chair, knocked on the armrest with two fingers, and looked at the circle of people quietly.
It can be seen that these people are afraid of her on the surface, but they don't believe in her medical skills.
"What are you doing? You are staring at the ground, and the earth can grow a special medicine for you? ”
"No, no, no—"
A imperial physician was afraid of the power of King Cheng'an, picked up the medicine bowl, and hurriedly walked towards the epidemic patient.
And the patients all looked frightened, as if the Imperial Doctor had poison in his hand.
Qingjiujiu looked at it coldly, this medicine was developed by her own hands, and she fried it herself, even if it has no effect on the epidemic, it will not die.
These people thought she was a femme fatale.
"I don't, I don't drink!" A voice rang out: "I took advantage of her that day, who knows if she will take revenge on me to drink poison?!" ”
It was the first time Qing Jiujiu came to Hongfa Temple that day, and he was a man with frivolous words.
The imperial doctor grabbed his clothes: "The princess personally sent the medicine, you should be grateful to Dade, how could she harm you?" Drink the medicine quickly! ”
After all, the man had been sick for so many days, and his physical strength was inferior to that of the imperial doctor, so he was poured down in three or two.
The rest of the doctors looked at their noses and noses, and their noses looked at their hearts, and they didn't dare to say a word.
"Take a good look at his next reaction, record it in the book, and feel free to talk to me."
But the next day, the man died.