The host of fast time travel is forced to marry every day

In the end, Ding Quan was the first to come back to his senses.

He stared at the wound on Nie Chi's arm, and said in shock, "You, you cut it yourself? Why?"

Nie Chi didn't answer this time, but continued to walk towards the main house, and at the same time told Ding Quan, "Go and take out the two baskets of cherries from last time, wash a plate and send them here."

Ding Quan was even more confused when he heard this.

But seeing that Nie Chi obviously didn't want to say more, he didn't dare to ask any more, but hurriedly responded, and then went to help him prepare cherries.

Nie Chi cultivated at home for some time.

After discussing with Nie Chi, Yuan Yao deliberately blocked the news of his assassination and did not spread it.

Therefore, no one in the court knew what happened to them that day, they only thought that they just broke up after traveling together that day.

Even the national teacher and the prime minister thought that Yuan Yao had finally figured it out, no longer pinned his hopes on Nie Chi, and rejected him again.

So they felt relieved at last.

However, just in case, the national teacher went to the imperial study room after the court, and gave Yuan Yao another lecture to "brainwash" him before leaving with satisfaction.

But Yuan Yao looked at his leaving back, feeling a little complicated.

Although Nie Chi said that she would block the news of the assassination, she couldn't guarantee that she could really suppress it with her own ability.

But I didn't expect that no one in the court actually knew about it.

I don't know if it's because the national teacher and the prime minister are also deliberately concealing the assassination.

Yuan Yao was a little worried.

Although it is not yet the time to deal with these two people, but this time they have attacked Nie Chi so blatantly, next time, maybe something will happen next time.

She still has to get rid of them quickly, and then help Nie Chi sit on the throne.

It's just that this matter is not so easy to complete, not to mention that the national teacher is always mysterious and incomprehensible, the scope of the prime minister's involvement is huge.

She dared not act rashly.

Yuan Yao felt that her head was going to be bald.

This also made her feel more tired when she was approving the memorial.

I was already very distressed by these never-ending memorials, but now I feel even more exhausted.

So, ten days later, Yuan Yao couldn't bear it anymore, and sent Xiao Shuanzi to the Huai Palace to deliver a lot of supplements, handed over a letter by the way, and asked Nie Chi if he could come back to court.

She also vomited her bitterness sincerely in the letter, expressing that she really couldn't hold on anymore.

So, on the second day, when Nie Chi leisurely returned to the court hall waving his fan, the national teacher and the prime minister were so angry that they blew their beards and stared, but Yuan Yao's eyes shone with excitement, as if seeing a savior.

Therefore, Yuan Yao hastily ordered people to call Nie Chi to the imperial study as soon as the court was over.

As soon as Nie Chi entered, Yuan Yao couldn't help but pounced on him, took his hand, and first checked his wound left and right.

After confirming that he had recovered, she raised her head pitifully and said, "Uncle Huang, you have finally come to save me!"

Nie Chi put away his folding fan, tapped her little head lightly, with a half-smile on his face, "Your Majesty is in such a hurry?"

Yuan Yao nodded hastily, "Of course I'm in a hurry!"

She let go of his hand, hurried to lie down on the reclining chair beside her, and said to Nie Chi while covering the blanket, "I haven't slept well for many days, and I'm so sleepy now, if I don't sleep, I may suffer But today, Uncle Huang doesn't need to worry about me, the memorial is on the table, you can do what you want."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't hold back and closed her eyes.

Nie Chi watched her fall asleep in a second, the corners of her lips twitched, a little speechless.

Obviously, she didn't expect her anxiety to be in a hurry to sleep.

After a while, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed as if giving up, "Forget it, anyway."

He stopped talking.

Then he walked behind the table, sat down, and opened a memorial.