Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1021
The queen's actions were not overstepping, but just comparing willfully, and Jun Linjiu was just a little irritable at the time.

More than half a month has passed, and he has calmed down.

He took the wine from the queen and drank it down.

The gentle smile on the queen's face changed invisibly.

The queen sat down, served the emperor with dishes as usual.

Kunning Palace was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Jun Linjiu was a little absent-minded and had a poor appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

He actually felt that the meals in Weiyang Palace were more delicious.

"Aren't these dishes not to the emperor's taste? What does the emperor want to eat, but does he want his concubine to make it again?" The queen carefully observed the emperor's movements, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Little Suzi, has the royal chef changed today?" Jun Linjiu called to Eunuch Su.

"Our family doesn't know either. Let's go to the imperial dining room to have a look." Mrs. Su was about to leave when Qiu'er came over.

"If you go back to the emperor, today is the dinner made by Chef Li."

The queen said: "The concubines also feel that the taste is the same as before. Maybe the emperor is in a bad mood."

The queen knew at a glance that Rong Yan was still thinking about her.

Isn't it just a supporting role, as for being so obsessed with it!

The queen thought so in her heart, but she still smiled gently on her face: "If the emperor has no appetite, please drink some soup. The soup is appetizing."

The queen scooped up another bowl of pigeon soup for the emperor.

Jun Linjiu sipped the soup gracefully.

"Your Majesty, the anniversary of the death of my concubine's parents is coming soon. When the time comes, my Majesty will go to offer incense with my concubine." The Queen said softly.

Jun Linjiu was silent for a while, as if thinking of something, his words softened a bit, and he hummed: "I made time."

The two ate dinner in silence.

Junlin Jiu only ate a few mouthfuls of food and drank two bowls of soup.

"The concubine has made a painting in the past half month, and the emperor will comment on it for the concubine." The queen took the emperor's hand and walked towards the desk.

The painting shows a pair of men and women in white clothes watching the scenery by the lake, which is vivid.

The man and woman are exactly the emperor and empress, but they look a little immature in the painting.

"The emperor likes to wear black clothes now, but the concubine still likes the emperor wearing white clothes. The emperor still remembers this lake, and the concubine dreamed of this lake yesterday..."

The Queen's gentle voice wafted through the Kunning Palace.

Looking at the painting, Jun Linjiu twitched his eyebrows, as if thinking of the past.

But then he suddenly frowned, a layer of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his lips gradually turned white.

He frowned fiercely.

"Your majesty, guess what this is..." The queen took the emperor's hand to touch a certain place in the painting, only to find that the emperor's body temperature was as cold as ice.

The queen raised her head and saw that the emperor's expression was wrong.

"What's the matter with you, Your Majesty?"

Eunuch Su hurried into the hall when he heard the movement.

The queen seemed to have guessed something: "The emperor is sick? But today it's only the third day and it's not No. 15. How could it be..."

Su Gonggong supported the emperor, and said anxiously: "The time of the emperor's illness has become more and more inaccurate in the past year, sometimes every few months. The last time your majesty fell ill was when Fancheng came back last year. I don't know what happened to your majesty today. Sick again."

The coldness spread to the surroundings of the body, Junlin Jiuqiang held on, and said with the last ounce of reason: "Go to Weiyang Palace!"

Of course, the less people know about it, the better.

Eunuch Su and a few Jin Yiwei escorted the emperor to Weiyang Palace in the queen's sedan chair.

　Meat is only a few days away. After the Queen counterattacks the plot, the next big plot is meat, so don't rush.

　　Pressing too hard will affect my state of inspiration. At that time, there will be insufficient groundwork, or if some important clues are missed, it will be over.

　　The meat that goes with the flow is more fragrant.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)