This princess is inappropriate

He looked at her like this, and the fatigue of the day disappeared. When he saw the maid who was about to salute, he raised his hand to stop, stepped into the room gently, sat beside her, and put his arms around her waist, tenderly embrace her.

The woman in her arms froze suddenly, her face blushed, and she tried to break free without waiting for Beigong Tengxiao's reaction. Her fingertip was pierced by a sharp silver needle, and a small drop of blood burst out.

Beigong Tengxiao hid the disappointment in his eyes, grabbed her finger, sucked it tenderly, looked down at her and said, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Jiaoli shook her head lightly.

Beigong Tengxiao seemed to be coaxing a child, gently blowing the wind on her fingers, comforting her for a while, then stroked her fingers again, saying: "I will eat you?"

"Don't get so close to me all of a sudden..." Chu Jiaoli's voice was low, trembling and tense, revealing the alienation he didn't like. The moment he hugged her, he knew that she hadn't recovered her senses.

It has been three days now, and I have not seen her sober.

He sighed softly, raised his hand to caress her head, slowly loosened the arms around her waist, smiled lightly, and said, "Okay."

Feeling the warm embrace pulling away from her, Chu Jiaoli's heart felt empty for a while, she pursed her lips, and then explained: "I mean, you scared me by approaching suddenly."

Beigong Tengxiao slightly raised his eyebrows and said, "So?"

Chu Jiaoli's fingers clenched tightly, and she blushed and muttered, "No... I won't let you hug me."

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao raised the corners of his lips, took her into his arms again, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, and said, "Li'er, you are willing to let me get close, I am very happy."

Chu Jiaoli lowered her head shyly, put the embroidery shed beside her, and quietly covered it with her skirt.

Beigong Tengxiao played with her slender fingers, kissed her fondly, and said, "What are you embroidering?"

Chu Jiaoli bit her lip and said, "I haven't embroidered it yet, so I won't show it to you."

Beigong Tengxiao whispered in her ear: "For me?"

With a shy smile on Chu Jiaoli's face, she said, "You will know when I finish the embroidery."

Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao leaned his head and kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Okay."

Chu Jiaoli raised her head and whispered in his ear, "It's for you."

Beigong Tengxiao tilted his head and kissed her lips, and said, "I know."

Chu Jiaoli's face was more rosy than before, and she buried herself in his embrace with a smile.

In the middle of the night, Chu Jiaoli fell asleep peacefully on the bed, smiling sweetly even in her dreams.

Beigong Tengxiao stroked her face, his eyes full of affection.

Jingyue stepped into the door from the outside, clasped her fists outside the bead curtain and reported, "Your Majesty."

Beigong Tengxiao turned his head sideways, the smile on his face disappeared, and he was as indifferent as ever.

"I've tried everything, but Xu Zhaoyi still can't do anything."

Hearing this, the luster in Beigong Tengxiao's eyes dimmed little by little.

"One more thing..."

"Say."

"Just now, Xu Zhaoyi died of poison. His subordinates have checked it. It is the poison that he ingested in the past few days."

Beigong Tengxiao sneered: "Milling people to kill people?" He sighed lightly, twirling Chu Jiaoli's hair with his fingertips a few times, and said again, "No one will be left behind in the Xu family."

"This subordinate knows." Jingyue nodded and said, "Then... Concubine Huang..."

Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, lost in thought.

The next day, Qinghuang Hall.

Fang Fei hurried over from outside the house, walked quickly to Donggong Qinghuang's side, and said: "Madam, it's not good, Xu Zhaoyi's family, I heard that Doctor Yushi retired and returned home, and the whole house of Xu's family was destroyed overnight. Evacuated, Xu Zhaoyi is still missing."

"Crack." Donggong Qinghuang, who was leisurely drinking tea, loosened her fingers, and the teacup fell to the ground. Her fingertips trembled, and then she calmed down slowly, clenched her five fingers tightly, Said: "It will be fine."

Just as they were talking, a court lady came from outside, carrying a bowl of soup, bowed to the East Palace Qinghuang, and said: "Madam Huang Taifei is blessed and safe, this is made by His Majesty who is sympathetic to the empress, and specially ordered to cook for the empress." Nourishing decoction."

Donggong Qinghuang was startled, subconsciously shrank back, and said: "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness, let it go, let it go, Ai's family will drink it in a while."

Seeing this, the maid said again: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is busy with official duties, but I have specially explained that your Majesty is pregnant with the heir of the late emperor, and now His Majesty the late Emperor has passed away. No matter how sad your Majesty is recently, she must take good care of her body. This decoction must be taken care of by servants and maids." Watch for Your Majesty to finish drinking, so I can go back to work."

"Niang Niang..." Fang Fei looked at Donggong Qinghuang pitifully with a strong cry. As soon as Xu Qingqian's family disappeared, Beigong Tengxiao brought soup and medicine, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that there was something wrong.

Donggong Qinghuang swallowed, and slowly picked up the soup with trembling hands, closed her eyes because of fear, picked up the spoon and swallowed the soup one mouthful, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, and Fang Fei beside her also lowered her eyes. Head down and sob.

The palace maid looked at Fang Fei, frowned slightly, and said: "Your Majesty cares about the concubine empress dowager kindly, you are a master and a servant, why are you crying?"

Hearing this, Fang Fei's eyes were full of guilty conscience, she shook her head hastily and said: "I don't have any other intentions, just...just moved."

"Boom." Donggong Qinghuang put the bottomed medicine bowl on the table, she took a deep breath and said, "It's over."

The palace maid slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said: "Your Majesty will be very happy if you can finish the drink, and this servant is going back to return."

Seeing the palace maid walking away, Fang Fei immediately knelt down towards Donggong Qinghuang, crying, "Your Majesty, please call the imperial doctor!"

"Heh..." Donggong Qinghuang twitched the corner of her mouth lightly, and said, "How can this huge imperial palace not belong to him? What's the use of asking for an imperial doctor?"

Fang Fei rolled her eyes, frowned suddenly, and said, "Madam, we have someone, didn't Wen Liang send you a secret guard when he left?"

Donggong Qinghuang blinked her eyes, and tremblingly took out the dark red piccolo from her sleeve, before it was close to her lips, her eyes blurred for a while, and after a long tinnitus, she completely lost consciousness.

Fang Fei suddenly exclaimed: "Your Majesty!" She scrambled to her feet and grabbed Donggong Qinghuang's shoulder to shake her awake, but she saw that her hanging hand was unable to let go, and the piccolo fell to the ground.

In the middle of the night, Weiyang Palace.

The desk was filled with medical books made of bamboo slips, which were sent by Zhonggong Tang Luo today. Beigong Tengxiao's eyes were dark blue, his tired pupils suddenly widened, and he stood up abruptly.

Jing Yue walked up to his side alertly and said, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Beigong Tengxiao gathered the bamboo slips tightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were full of ecstasy: "I found it, the antidote for Yichuhua, I found it."