Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 259 Emperor Cultivation Manual (2)

Qing Zhou reached out his hand to touch his forehead, and the scorching temperature passed through his palm, about 39 degrees.

For an eight-year-old child, such a condition would require an injection even in the modern world with advanced medical care, but here, the servants didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that it could heal on its own.

And in this palace...

Qing Zhou glanced at the dark gray charcoal stove that was about to go out, and frowned slightly. There was no one to guard the charcoal fire in this palace.

Qing Zhou got out of bed and put on the clothes on the side. The original owner's clothing, food, housing, and transportation also showed signs of being harsh. There are at least three sets of winter clothes that he should have for the winter, and now there is only one set left, but at least this set is still warm. , although it is still a little damp, it is better than nothing.

Qingzhou went down to the ground and walked around a little bit, basically adapting to the current eight-year-old body.

With short arms and short legs, the combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least half.

The most urgent thing is to find medicine to treat the disease first, but considering the original owner's status in the palace, it is not advisable to go directly to the Imperial Hospital.

Qing Zhou lowered his eyes slightly, recalling what those two maidservants said when he first came to this world.

—The Prince Regent is in the palace today.

Shang Jin is the kind of real hypocrite. In order to show that he has "no second thoughts", he would come to the palace to discuss with the people below in front of the little emperor when the regent was discussing official affairs.

The same is true today.

And he is very face-saving, in front of his subordinates, he should not be able to ignore her, a queen who is sick and has a high fever.

Qing Zhou took a light breath, then opened the door and walked out.

It was winter outside, and the wind was biting.

The servants were also afraid of the cold, so they went back to their rooms to rest early. There was no one guarding the huge courtyard. The dark night fell on the branches, and the whole palace was silent.

It just snowed some time ago, and no one came to clean the yard on Qingzhou's side. At this moment, the snow has solidified into ice, and if you walk on it accidentally, it will slip.

After leaving the Zhaoyang Palace where the empress lived, and headed towards the imperial study, there was relatively less snow on the road.

As she walked, she looked around and got familiar with the terrain.

To truly fulfill the original owner's wish, it is necessary to overthrow the control of the regent and the prime minister over the imperial power.

These two sides are now in a delicate balance, so the original owner and the little emperor can survive in the cracks of this balance.

Neither side took them seriously, so this happened to be an opportunity for her to slowly accumulate and develop.

After basically confirming some future actions, Qing Zhou quickened his pace, and soon saw the Imperial Study Room not far away.

The imperial study room is brightly lit, and the guards outside are strict, which is completely opposite to Zhaoyang Palace.

As soon as Qing Zhou walked over, a guard noticed the movement here, and he clenched the sword around his waist and shouted loudly: "Who is it!"

Qing Zhou didn't reply, and when he got closer, the other party recognized him.

The guard's face relaxed a little, and his tone was flirtatious and not inferior: "So it's the empress, I don't know what's the matter with you here? Do you need your subordinates to inform the regent?"

Obviously the little emperor was inside, but he used the name of the regent, hoping that Qing Zhou would retreat in spite of the difficulties and not bother him to go in and report.

Qing Zhou pretended not to understand the meaning of his words, his expression was flat, and his tone was unhurried: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The guard gritted his teeth. He didn't know why the little queen was so abnormal today, but his status was different, so he didn't dare to go in to report. .”

Qing Zhou nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)