Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 72

This time, Imperial Physician Liu was unable to cure the Queen Mother, because his pulse pillow was made of reeds.

The more he checked the empress dowager's pulse, the more allergic the empress dowager would become.

She had to find a way to replace the pulse pillow.

Song Qiange touched the little white flower on the hairpin. If she hadn't been ill recently, Imperial Physician Liu might not be able to invite her.

But it's strange, why is she always sick because she is in good health?
After she wore a book, she was killed again, and she rushed to Beijing overnight. She looked good at that time, but now she is idle every day, but often gets sick.

No, it seemed that every time she came out of the space, she would have a high fever as soon as she fell asleep, and she would be fine when she woke up.

When she had a high fever, she kept dreaming about the things she had with Qin Boyi when she was a child.

Could it be that Space wants to let her slowly inherit the memory of her original body and become the real Song Qiange through this method?
How miserable! -
Song Qiange worked hard for a day, and finally finished the white peony hairpin for the queen.

She called Xinbao over, and after a few instructions, she made another big pot of milk-flavored steamed buns.

After everything was ready, Song Qiange took the jade pendant and slipped into Qin Boyi's room.

She neatly stacked the filial gown that Qin Boyi would wear in court, put a letter and a jade pendant on the filial gown, and got into the space.

After Qin Boyi escorted Shengshang back to the palace, Zishi returned to the General's Mansion.

Seeing the pitch-black Bihualou from a distance, the little girl should rest.

So Qin Boyi went back to his room.

As soon as he came in, he saw the prepared clothes, a jade pendant, and a letter.

Is it Song Qiange?
Qin Boyi opened the letter——
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I may not be able to get up tomorrow morning, the clothes are ready for you, don't catch a cold if you wear them well.
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Qin Boyi smiled faintly, he only saw four words - I'm coming.

He sat down on the bench, his gaze stayed on the jade pendant for a while.

It should not be his illusion, this jade pendant is very strange, as if alive.

Will temporarily leave him mischievously, and then come back to him intentionally...

Fortunately, it was Song Qiange's jade pendant, which followed the master's temperament.

When it was time to go to court, Qin Boyi wore the clothes Song Qiange had prepared for him, but instead of wearing the jade pendant, he held it tightly in his hands.

He wanted to see how the jade pendant escaped from him.

Song Qiange in the space felt that she had been waiting for a long, long time, but she didn't hear the slightest movement outside. She worriedly pulled out the gap and looked outside.

It was pitch black and there was no sound.

It's so familiar, it's the same as when Qin Boyi saw the princess last time.

What's going on outside?
Just when Song Qiange was wondering in the silence, a deafening voice suddenly sounded: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

watt? ?
Qin Boyi has already gone to court, has she entered the Palace of Qinzheng? ?
She was more sure of her thoughts at the time. Did Qin Boyi keep holding her, so she couldn't see or hear her in the space?
What should I do now, she can't sneak out in front of Man Chao Wenwu.

Song Qiange's guess was right, Qin Boyi held the jade pendant tightly this time and didn't let go, he was sure that the jade pendant didn't run away.

It was only when he met the emperor that he couldn't make a fist, so he stuffed the jade pendant into his cuff.

Song Qiange stared at the smog surrounding the space speechlessly, what should I do?

Is she going to listen to their history lessons here? -
"Report to Your Majesty, since the beginning of winter, the Qinghe River has been flooded continuously, and the officials sent there cannot save the people from the fire and water. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, the most urgent task is to send people who can govern the world to suppress Ling Xun."

"This is a natural disaster, not a man-made disaster. Manpower cannot do it."

"As long as we work hard to break the ice, Ling Xun can be alleviated. If we say that we can't do it, it's just to cover up useless officials."

(End of this chapter)