The group favorite princess shreds the script of the villain

Chapter 39 Choosing a Husband Like Prime Minister Pei

Si Miaomiao lay on his broad back, and felt Pei Qingshang's deep voice coming from the front: "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"

Simiaomiao was weak: "I seem to have taken away three souls and six souls, and now there is only a body left. What kind of poison is so powerful, it's a good thing you didn't take it."

After she finished her last sentence, Pei Qingshang's hand holding her calf tightened slightly.

For a while, he didn't speak.

The cold wind is flying around, and the sky in the dark night is even more dark and ink-like.

Simiao Miao felt as if her stomach had been messed with by a knife, and she groaned in pain from time to time.

Pei Qingshang suddenly asked: "Your Highness, why did you help the minister to block the knife that day?"

Block the knife?

Simiaomiao frowned slightly.

If she had said that she wanted to push him into the assassin's blade, Pei Qingshang would have thrown her back into the latrine to drown.

Simiao Miao hesitated: "You are the most trusted minister of this palace and His Majesty, and the emperor also relied heavily on you when he was alive, so I am naturally worried about your safety!"

She was not ashamed to say a lie.

Fortunately, Pei Qingshang couldn't turn his head, otherwise he would definitely see her eyes full of guilt.

"Really." Pei Qingshang said coldly, not like asking, but asking himself.

What is he thinking?

Simiaomiao thought of Taifei Liu's bad idea last time, she urged Simiaomiao to tell Pei Qingshang that the only way to choose a husband is to be like the prime minister.

Thinking of Concubine Liu's smirk full of promises that she would be useful, Si Miaomiao clenched her lower lip, unable to say anything.

But she didn't add any favors tonight, what the hell is going on.

I don't know if it was the stomachache and the cold wind that made her lose her mind, she opened her lips lightly, put her chin on Pei Qingshang's shoulder and said, "Actually, the most important point is that if you are here, I will feel at ease. What if you die in an accident."

She didn't wait for Pei Qingshang to answer, and continued: "It's just that you feel very reliable. According to what I see, if you choose a husband and son-in-law, you should choose according to the prime minister's standard!"

Pei Qingshang's footsteps suddenly stopped.

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Looking at the reminder that popped up suddenly above Pei Qingshang's head, Si Miaomiao was shocked.

Does this really work? !
But why the reduction is so little!The last time she offended him, she added ten points, but this time she only got one point for all the good things she said?
When she was about to say something more, she suddenly felt a icy coolness on her face.

Simiaomiao looked up and saw that snowflakes the size of a goose feather had already fallen from the sky, flying around the two of them in a whirl.

"Pei Qingshang, look quickly, it's snowing!"

He raised his head slightly, but the darkness in his eyes was thicker than Xue Ye's. Pei Qingshang's expression was indifferent, but there seemed to be some emotion flowing in his eyes.

Crystal snowflakes flew all over the sky and landed on Simiaomiao's brows and forehead, making her shiver.

At this time, there were several loud "grunts" from her abdomen inappropriately. She frowned tightly and patted Pei Qingshang on the shoulder: "Put me back to the toilet."

Unexpectedly, when Simiaomiao was about to go to the ground, the streamer on her waist was entangled with the jade pendant on Pei Qingshang's waist.

She stretched out her hand to take it, but the abdominal pain was so fierce that she became more and more flustered, and she couldn't pull it apart, and the two were forced to be close to each other.

Pei Qingshang turned around and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, don't move, I will relieve you myself."

She bent over and he lowered his head. It was the first time that they were so close.From Simiaomiao's perspective, he could see snowflakes falling on the back of Pei Qingshang's hand and melting slowly.

"Prime Minister Pei, if you don't hurry up, Bengong might not be able to hold back on the spot!"

Pei Qingshang pulled out the dagger from his sleeve, and with a flick of the blade, he directly cut off the jade rope tied to his robe.

"Go down, Your Highness."

Although Simiaomiao was surprised at his straightforwardness, her stomach hurt so much that she turned around and ran into the toilet without caring much.

When Jinxiu brought the imperial physician from the palace into Xiangfu, Simiaomiao had already been carried back to Biluoyuan by Pei Qingshang, and he had been tossing and turning in his bedroom for a long time.

The old doctor's eyes were dazzled and his hands were shaking, and he looked serious when he felt the pulse: "The pulse is slippery and strong, what should His Highness not eat?"

Jinxiu hurriedly said from the side: "I ate a chicken leg, half a bowl of plum blossom soup cake, a crystal hoof and a few bites of Dongpo meat at night!"

Pei Qingshang: "..."

The old doctor: "If you eat too much and your stomach hurts, your pulse should be smooth and smooth, but now it seems that Your Highness has taken the wrong medicine."

Pei Qingshang took a cold look at Simiaomiao: "I drank a bowl of soup in the afternoon to calm my mind."

He looked at Jinxiu: "Go and get the dregs of the medicine and show it to the imperial physician."

Jinxiu hurried to go.

Si Miaomiao heard the words on the couch and also guessed that there was something wrong with the medicine given by Master Gao, but if Pei Qingshang found out that she was taking the medicine and pretending to be sick, how could she stay in favor? !

Her progress so far is only 1 point.

Si Miaomiao forcibly bit his lower lip and sat up: "I'm fine, the imperial doctor should go back, I must have caught a cold while sleeping this afternoon."

Pei Qingshang pressed her shoulders and forced her to lie down: "Let the imperial doctor see the medicine residue, and everything is safe."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Simiao Miao had no choice but to lie in the quilt and worry.

The colic in her stomach was like a needle prick, Pei Qingshang saw how hard she was enduring it, so he asked the old doctor: "Is there any way to relieve the pain for His Highness first?"

The old doctor took out a ring of silver needles and spread them out, pulled out a few thin needles, and roasted them with fire: "Wei Chen will first do acupuncture for Your Highness to relieve pain."

Simiaomiao raised his head: "Does the needle hurt?"

The old doctor smiled kindly: "It doesn't hurt at all."

He found the acupuncture point and pushed the needle into it suddenly, Simiao Miao groaned in pain.

"Didn't you say it didn't hurt!" Her face was grim.

The old doctor smiled: "Your Highness, the first few injections will hurt, but you won't feel any pain after that. Don't worry."

When he got three needles in a row, Simiaomiao was in excruciating pain, and his shoulders felt sore and numb.For a while, she wondered if the old doctor was inexperienced.

But soon, as he said, she did not feel the pain anymore.

Because after five needles, she passed out from the pain.

Pei Qingshang frowned coldly, hid a Sichuan character, and asked, "Ordinary acupuncture, why does Your Highness call it so painful?"

The old doctor was not surprised: "His Royal Highness is delicate and has never experienced pain in the flesh. I stimulate her pain points for a while. After a while, I will see what the medicine dregs are, and I will take the right medicine and she will be cured."

When Simiaomiao woke up again, there was the crackling sound of a brazier in his ears, and the room was as warm as spring.

She slowly opened her eyes and sat up in a daze, only to find that the acupuncture-moxibustion area of ​​her right hand could not be exerted at all.

"Jinxiu! Jinxiu!" Simiao Miao shouted in panic, "Is this Gong's hand useless?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a person appeared beside the bed, but it was not Jinxiu.

Pei Qingshang was still wearing the same black cloak as last night, his brows were cold, and he was holding a bowl of medicine: "Your Highness, your arm is fine, it's just numb from sleep."

　Simiaomiao: Oh, my hands are numb, I thought my hands were gone

　　Pei Qingshang: You eat so many crotons, you almost die

　　
　
(End of this chapter)