Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 503 Raiders of the Cold Emperor 18
So early the next morning, Nangong Heng appeared in Miya's courtyard again.

Hong Zhu was sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard. When he saw him enter the door, he dropped the broom in his hand in surprise and was about to salute, but he waved his hand to signal her to avoid it, and asked, "Where is your master?"

"Master is still asleep." Hongzhu said softly: "I called him once in the morning. Master said he was feeling unwell and went back to sleep."

"Still sick?" Nangong Heng was taken aback for a moment, and his originally stretched brows frowned again: "Have you seen the imperial doctor?"

"Nothing..." Hong Zhu sighed and said, "Master said it's fine, but he just didn't want to see the imperial doctor, and said that he would be fine after a night of sleep."

"Nonsense!" Nangong Heng said angrily. He simply dropped the red candle and pushed open the door on one side and broke in.

There was still a fire in the room, which was much warmer than the cool morning air outside. He unconsciously pulled on his slightly high collar and walked to the bed.

The weird man with his mind filled with who knows what was going on was currently sleeping with his eyes closed. He unconsciously slowed down his steps and walked to the bedside to look down at her.

Originally, he wanted to wake her up and let the imperial doctor take a good look at her, but at this moment, seeing that she was sleeping so peacefully, he suddenly felt that he didn't want to disturb her sweet dreams.

But her face had a slightly different flush than usual, and he reached out his hand and gently explored her forehead.

It burned so badly!
He withdrew his hand, and the heart that had just let go immediately hung up. This woman is so incapable of taking care of herself, and the maids outside the palace are also young, although they are caring, but they are not as good as the older ones who know how to take care of others.

He frowned even tighter, and was about to turn around and call for someone to call the imperial physician, when he suddenly heard the man on the couch whisper: "Your Majesty..."

He hurriedly looked back, but she still had her eyes closed, as if she was still asleep, and the murmur just now was just a murmur in her sleep.

Can……

Did she dream of him, and what kind of dream was it?
He stretched his brows unconsciously, sat down beside her and whispered, "Even the imperial doctor doesn't know if you don't take medicine when you are sick. I really don't know how you have taken care of yourself these years..."

He patted the back of her hand that was afraid of her, as if to comfort her vague but cloudy dream, knowing that she could not hear his words, and obviously lowered his voice on purpose...

But he still stared at the sleeping person in front of him and murmured.

Even without any response.

Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he quietly stood up and walked to the door, called the red candle in the courtyard and whispered: "Go and ask for Dr. Zhang."

"Yes." Hong Zhu received the order and was about to turn around to do it, but Nangong Heng called her again: "Doctor Zhang has arrived, let him wait in the yard, don't disturb her rest."

Hong Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and blessed her body, and walked out quite happily.

He thought that since he "had nothing to do", he ordered someone to fetch the unreviewed memorials and reviewed them on the desk in her room, but he told himself in his heart that he just wanted to be with her. Discuss the business, wait for her to wake up and finish the "business" before leaving.

But this memorial lasted all morning. The person on the bed kicked the quilt and shook his arms. He put down the book and walked to the bed to carefully tuck the corner of the quilt for her. Seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, he started again. Return to the table.

But what he didn't know was that Miya had actually woken up early in the morning, and what she was secretly excited about in her heart at this moment was... He didn't expect that the call he tried to make during his leisure time would have such an effect!She thought about it, then turned over and continued to sleep deeply.

(End of this chapter)