Chapter 603: Emperor Leng Ao, don't chase me (43)
Chapter 603 Emperor Leng Ao, don’t chase me (43)
If this continues, even if the body is beaten with iron, it will not be able to stand it.
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The next day, a long desk was added in the Imperial Study Room.
Su Qiao sat at the table with a grieving expression: "You promised to give me three days off."
After taking the seat on the royal table, Long Jingyuan did not lift his head to approve the memorial: "I agreed, but I didn't say to release it now."
"..." Su Qiao was choked.
This dog man is so cunning that he digs words with her.
Long Jingyuan put down the pen in his hand and glanced at her faintly: "The ministers are waiting for your detonators and thunderbolts, and I am also waiting for your plan for the South-to-North Water Transfer."
"..." Well, she dug a hole for herself unknowingly.
Helpless, Su Qiao can only write the plan in tears.
Time slipped slowly, one was writing memorials with a pen on it, and the other was writing a plan underneath, it was peaceful and quiet.
Occasionally, when the man above swipes his pen, he will lift his head and glance down.
At noon, the two had a meal together, and Su Qiao continued to work hard.
Although the plan involves all aspects and is extremely complicated, it is actually not too laborious for Su Qiao.
The problem is that in this era, it doesn’t have pens or ballpoint pens.
Writing a lengthy plan with a brush, of course, the time spent greatly increases.
It's getting dark, and Su Qiao is still struggling to write.
"Drink some soup first, then continue later."
Su Qiao immersed himself in hard work, without raising his head: "Don't drink, there is one more point, I will finish writing soon."
Long Jingyuan directly took the pen from her hand: "After drinking, we will continue!"
"..." Su Qiao's teeth were a little itchy.
This dead man, he was the one who let her do the work, and he was the one who didn't let her do the work.
She was going to finish this soon, and he ran out to make trouble again.
Long Jingyuan did not put her anger in his eyes at all, and motioned to the palace maid to put a few plates of dim sum and a cup of soup in front of Su Qiao, "Have some dim sum and drink this soup."
Looking at the steaming snacks and soup, Su Qiao couldn't help swallowing saliva, and his stomach groaned.
Forget it, don't care about this dog man.
Su Qiao swept a few plates of dim sum and soup into his stomach in one breath, satiated with satisfaction, touched his chubby belly, and continued to work.
But not long after they did it, Su Qiao felt irritable and pulled his shirt impatiently.
"what's happenin?"
Although he was writing memorials, the man who always paid attention to her put down the pen.
Su Qiao's cheeks are flushed, and her eyebrows are slightly twisted: "I...I'm a little hot."
"Slot, I got it!" Su Qiao, who realized afterwards, threw away the pen and stood up.
The man squinted his eyes, apparently understanding the reason, and he held Su Qiao, who got up too fast and met the corner of the table.
"Quan De, Xuan Yu Doctor!"
Father Quan was also a little dumbfounded. After reacting, he quickly sent the **** to the royal doctor.
Long Jingyuan helped her to sit on the couch, "How about?"
"Huh!"
Su Qiao felt that the breath he exhaled was hot, and he didn't know how much medicine the other party had put on.
"This...what is this special?"
The opponent's target is obviously the dog man next to him, but she is the last Chinese medicine.
And with this amount of medicine, how much do you want to climb onto this man’s dragon bed?
A sharp look flashed in Long Jingyuan’s eyes, and he gently patted her shoulder to soothe her: "Nenren, the doctor will come soon."
When I remembered that it was all caused by this dog man, Su Qiao's anger couldn't be suppressed.
A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of uncontrollable anger: "Near, endure, how can I endure?"
"My whole body is about to catch fire. Did this woman put all the stimulants from the drugstore into the soup?"
(End of this chapter)
