The villain of fast time travel said that I am a good person

Chapter 138 The Villain Regent's Dream of the Throne (27)
After finishing speaking, Eunuch Zhao added another sentence: "The imperial doctor has already seen it, and said that your Majesty's wind and cold are a bit severe this time, and it won't get better within ten days and half a month."

In other words, Gu Qiyao needs to review the ten days and a half month's memorial.

"What if I go?"

"If you go, maybe the emperor will be in a better mood and get better soon, so you don't have to approve so many memorials, the regent."

Ha ha--

Gu Qiyao gritted her teeth, "It just so happens that the king is fine these days, so it's okay to go to the palace for a walk."

After the task was completed, Eunuch Zhao was overjoyed, "Then what are you, Regent—"

"However—" Gu Qiyao interrupted Eunuch Zhao, and looked at him with piercing eyes, "But this king wants to know one thing."

Stared at by Gu Qiyao's sharp eyes, Eunuch Zhao felt guilty, "What, what's the matter?"

"How did Yan Ze get sick?"

……

Seeing that it was getting dark and Gu Qiyao hadn't been seen yet, Yan Ze guessed that she would not come, and his face gradually darkened.

Eunuch Zhao was also flustered, he didn't know whether Gu Qiyao would come or not, but seeing Yan Ze's gloomy face, he boldly persuaded him: "Your Majesty, this medicine is getting cold, you—"

"Take it down."

Eunuch Zhao lowered his voice, "But the imperial doctor—"

"Take it down, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Yan Ze emphasized it again, with an extremely cold voice.

"Yes."

Eunuch Zhao reluctantly picked up the tray and exited Yanze's bedroom.

At the door, he met Gu Qiyao, as if seeing a savior, his eyes lit up, "Old slave ginseng—"

"Shh-"

Gu Qiyao made a gesture of silence to the laughing father-in-law, and then stretched out her hand.

Eunuch Zhao understood, without making a sound, handed the medicine to Gu Qiyao, and retreated voluntarily.

Once Eunuch Zhao left, only Yan Ze was left in the bedroom.He was lying in bed sulking alone when he realized that someone had entered his bedroom.

Who is that daring slave who dared to trespass into the bedroom without his own order? Did he die?
When he saw that the person was Gu Qiyao, a hint of joy inadvertently appeared in his eyes, but he quickly hid it again.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Ze said lightly, "Aren't you listening to your luthier playing in the palace?"

Putting the medicine on the table, touching the medicine bowl, and measuring the temperature, Gu Qiyao asked: "You forgot, my luthier was brought into the palace by you, do you want to return it to me?"

Yan Ze didn't answer this question, but asked again: "Then what are you doing in the mansion? You came so late."

"From your point of view, it seems that you have been expecting me to come."

Yan Ze turned his head, "No."

Gu Qiyao smiled, "I'm dealing with the memorial, who can't deal with someone who is sick."

The system caught Gu Qiyao's handle and immediately yelled, "Miss Sister, you still insisted on telling me that it was delaying time, obviously you just don't want Yanze to be tired."

As always, selectively ignoring the system, Gu Qiyao walked up to Yanze with a medicine bowl in her hand, "Your Majesty, drink up the medicine, so that I can recover sooner and help me share some government affairs."

Yan Ze looked at the pitch-black concoction with an ugly expression, "This is terrible."

Seeing Yanze's appearance, Gu Qiyao couldn't help laughing in her heart, but she still calmly persuaded him, "The good medicine tastes bitter, come on, finish this bowl."

Smelling the taste and looking at the color, Yan Ze could imagine the bitterness of the medicine in his mouth, "Don't drink it."

"In that case—"

Gu Qiyao smiled slightly, took a step forward, squeezed Yan Ze's chin and poured it down.

(End of this chapter)