Little white flower as a rote memorization [Quick Transmigration]

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After a quarter of an hour, Feng Qing couldn't bear it anymore.

She pulled her eyes away from the memorial, and looked at Huo Feiyan who was still howling: "If your throat doesn't hurt, come and read the memorial for three days and three nights to me."

The false howling stopped abruptly, Huo Feiyan pinched her throat, and took a few steps back in horror, for fear that Feng Qing would really ask him to read it for three days and three nights.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Looking at Huo Feiji full of malice, Feng Qing slightly curled her lips, and said with a final word: "If I am not satisfied with the answer, you can start reading immediately."

Fire Scarlet: ...

This, a, tyrant, king!

The corner of her mouth twitched viciously, Huo Feiyan secretly rolled her eyes, and said, "I have found the trace of my junior brother."

For the rest, although Huo Feiying didn't make it clear, Feng Qing understood what he meant, and did not show the kind of excitement and fanaticism that Huo Feiying had expected. Feng Qing just said softly and asked lightly. :"Where?"

Although Huo Feiji had repeatedly said that his junior brother could cure her illness, she would not completely believe Huo Feiji's words, as the dignified Empress of the Feng Kingdom.

"It's in this palace."

Disappointed with Feng Qing's composure, Huo Fei pouted her lips and said, "Junior brother and I both have a special medicinal aura, and I noticed this aura in the harem yesterday."

"The harem?"

Surprised by this answer, Feng Qing raised her eyebrows and questioned Huo Fei: "What are you doing in the harem, and besides, there is nothing unusual about you."

"Well, I go to the harem just to stroll around, casually." Afraid that Feng Qing would want to pick him up in a fit of anger, Huo Feiyan immediately changed the subject: "As for the breath, only our fellow disciples can discover that."

Fearing that Feng Qing would not believe it, Huo Fei immediately explained.

"Really, my junior brother and I have been thrown into various medicinal soup pools by the master since we were young, and we also eat various medicinal diets all day long. Over the years, we have naturally become different from others, but I am also very strange. , Junior Brother has always been elusive, how could he appear in this palace, really."

There was nowhere to look for, and it took no effort to get there. He searched all over the mainland for that junior brother who was mentally ill, but he didn't expect him to be right in front of him.

"Oh."

As if she was not interested in the man who could save her, Feng Qing lowered her head and continued to review the memorial, and signaled to Huo Feiyan that she could leave: "I know, I will order people to search the harem and find the miracle doctor. "

Fire Scarlet: ...

Sharp-eyed noticed that Feng Qing's writing hand was trembling slightly, Huo Fei sighed in her heart, she was only a girl after all, no matter how powerful she was, she still couldn't keep calm when encountering such a thing of.

Huo Fei tactfully backed out of the imperial study room without any untimely continuation, but before leaving, he also told Feng Qing.

"I will also keep an eye out for my junior brother."

Feng Qing: ...

"Ah."

With a chuckle, endless sarcasm and sarcasm, Feng Qing forced herself to think about nothing else and just concentrate on reviewing the memorial. She didn't put down the ink pen until noon, and said to the "eunuch" who was studying ink: "Prepare the meal."

The dark guard respectfully said yes, and was about to step back, Feng Qing thought for a while, and stopped him: "Forget it, there's no need to prepare, I'm going to take a nap."

To take a nap is to enter the underground tunnel from Changle Palace and not eat on it.

The dark guard understood.

Didn't ask much.

The underground network of Fengguo Imperial Palace is solid and luxurious, but even the best place is tired of staying for decades, so she pouted and stepped into the center, which is the dark room where she lived, with her lips pursed and depressed. Qing raised her eyebrows and looked at her bulging cheeks, her mouth was full of greasy food, she was satisfied with Youyou, and instinctively yelled at her: "I worked so hard on it, I didn't even drink my saliva, but the shadow is here Eat to your heart’s content, tsk, I’m so tired, shadow?!”

"Mmmm."

Looking at Fengqing in surprise, Youyou quickly swallowed what was in his mouth, and said with crooked eyebrows, "Your Majesty, come quickly."

As if wanting to share some secrets and good treasures, Youyou's eager petty demeanor, in Feng Qing's opinion, is inexplicably um, wretched, wretched?

Amused by her own thought, Feng Qing curled her lips and waved back, and a group of hidden guards walked calmly to sit opposite Youyou.

On a round wooden table, there were seven or eight dishes, two soups, and a plate of dim sum. Feng Qing glanced at it for a while and asked, "Why don't you let him/they prepare more?... just these few dishes are just to pass away." Food for beggars?"

Beggar, beggar?

Xi Xi ashamed.

Youyou also felt that what Feng Qing said was too much, but she would not fight with Feng Qing, so she put the chopsticks in her hand on the table, and Youyou wiped her mouth clean with a handkerchief, sitting upright, very rule.

"Ok?"

Very interested in Youyou's rare and serious appearance, Feng Qing raised her eyebrows and stared at Youyou playfully: "What is the shadow doing?"

Could it be that he agreed to be buried with her?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Cheering up for himself in his heart, Youyou looked straight at Feng Qing, his fair and soft face was full of seriousness: "Your Majesty, Shadow has a way to cure His Majesty's illness, so, Your Majesty, please don't let Shadow be buried with you, okay?"

Keeping silently thinking that this person would not hurt her or torture her, Youyou softened her voice, fearing that Feng Qing would get angry because of this: "It is very inhumane to be buried with him, and shadows should not be buried with him, no matter if it is buried alive or dead! ...The shadow can stay with His Majesty, but the shadow wants to die normally! ...Like a leaf, it sprouts in spring and decays in autumn, oh, that's it!"

silence.

silence.

Youyou stared at Feng Qing who was expressionless and silent, unable to see what she was thinking at all, and scratched her fingernails anxiously, Youyou waited for Feng Qing's final trial, thinking that if Feng Qing refused to agree, then She runs away.

Of course, before that, she will cure Feng Qing's illness first.

"what."

After a long time, Feng Qing spoke up.

As if she had heard some funny joke, she laughed louder and louder, and finally, even Youyou could hear Feng Qing's irrepressible anger in that rampant laugh. agree.

'Xi, Xixi? '

How could she react like this, so scary?