Chapter 15 Pretending to be sick (1)

Su Su gave Shen Canghai a suspicious look, then looked at Xiao Shitou in a blink of an eye, and said in a deep voice: "Little Shitou, go to the kitchen and ask Aunt Wang for a bowl of chicken blood."

"Let's go, little one!" Little Shitou hurried out of the courtyard and rushed to the kitchen.

Shen Canghai was very puzzled, looked at Su Su and asked, "What do you want chicken blood for?"

"There must be a reasonable reason for not having a regular morning court~ Since the reason of oversleeping, the emperor will be furious when he hears it, so why should I make trouble for myself. Isn't Shangguan Fu coming to see me? Let him see it Enough!" The corners of Su Su's mouth curled slightly, smiling like a spring breeze in February.

Shen Canghai didn't understand what Su Su meant, and frowned in confusion.

Su Su turned around and walked towards the cabinet next to the bed, and Shen Canghai followed.

Su Su heard footsteps, looked sideways at Shen Canghai, and asked in confusion, "General Shen still not going to the front yard?"

"Ah? This..." Shen Canghai twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Su Su frowned, and said lightly: "If you are in my room, then Uncle Guo thinks that you have tipped me off and deliberately said something in front of the emperor, what should I do? To be on the safe side, General Shen should go to the lobby and wait for Uncle Guo~”

"This... let's do it!"

Su Su said that, Shen Canghai couldn't force him to stay in Su Su's room.

He turned around and left the wing room, walked out of Su Su's courtyard, and headed for the lobby.

Soon Xiaoshi took a bowl of chicken blood and went back to Su Su's courtyard. After Su Su took it from Xiaoshi, he ordered again: "Little Shitou, go to Liu Yiniang's and ask for some pearl powder."

"Master, what do you want from your daughter's household?" Xiao Shitou asked curiously.

"What are you asking so many for? You just go and get it!" Su Su waved her hand, and drove Xiao Shitou to Liu Yiniang's to beg for things.

After Xiaoshi left, Su Su returned to the room with the chicken blood. She put the chicken blood on the table, turned and walked towards the cabinet.

She opened the cabinet and rummaged through her series of white jackets. She found a worn jacket, found scissors to untie it, and tore off a strip of white fabric.

Su Su took the middle one and walked to the table, stained with chicken blood.

The white cloth was stained with a little red, and it began to smudge around.

Su Su placed the cloth stained with chicken blood on the table, waiting for Xiao Shishi to bring pearl powder.

Xiao Shitou took a box of small things and hurried into Su Su's courtyard, panting heavily: "Aunt Liu said there is no more pearl powder, is white flour okay?"

The corner of Su Su's mouth twitched, and she could only resign herself to using white flour instead of pearl powder.

She took the box from Xiao Shishi, opened it, grabbed a handful of white flour, and let go of her hand again.

The palms of the hands were covered with white flour, fine and small.

She rubbed her hands together, then wiped it on her face.

Su Su slapped her face, turned her head to look at Xiao Shishi and asked, "Is my face white?"

Little Stone looked at it, looked at it seriously, and finally nodded.

Su Su knew that her face was paler than before, so she waited for the white cloth on the table to be smeared red.

"Little Stone, you bring the chicken blood back to the kitchen."

Little Shitou didn't understand what his grandfather was going to do, scratched his head, and asked naively: "Grandpa, what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? Mmm... pretending to be sick!"

"..."

Su Su could only think of this method. How could she get involved in the officialdom after being an official for so long?She occupies the position equivalent to the supreme head of the modern State Department.

(End of this chapter)

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