Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 518 The Queen and Her Emoticons (28)

No matter how much Murong Zhuo eats, he also understands that it is not necessary.

Although it's inappropriate for women to fight and fight, it can't cause any real impact, can it?
Hmph, he's the only one who can justifiably hug Xiao Zhou to sleep!
Murong Zhuo was very patient, he drove away the concubines as soon as night fell, and carried Qiao Wei to the bed.

Today's emperor is no longer the Ninth Prince who was ignorant of men and women. He has already learned the tricks of Qiao Wei, and he can still get a little sweet from her from time to time.

In this way, as spring and autumn come, Murong Zhuo suffocates and becomes an old virgin\/male.

He thought he was well prepared, and the embarrassing incident like the first time would never happen again, but Xiao Zhouhou was not ready.

Qiao Wei was unwilling to go to the last step with him, and would rather solve it for him in other ways.

Although other methods are also very enjoyable, but the bodies of the two have not been completely combined for a day, Murong Zhuo always feels that the two have not made a real husband and wife.

It was as if a big rock was hanging over his heart, which might fall down at any time.

Probably because he was holding back hard, or because he was worrying too much, Murong Zhuo's body was getting worse day by day.

At first it was a small cough, then it developed into dizziness, and then I lost my energy, and fell asleep even writing memorials.

The imperial doctor came to diagnose and treat it, and said it was a disease of qi deficiency.

This disease hurts at the root, and the focus is on recuperation, and it won't get better in a while.

Murong Zhuo was very worried that one day Empress Xiao Zhou figured it out and wanted to serve her bed, but in the end his body was not up to par, and he would lose face in front of Empress Xiao Zhou again, so he quickly put the matter of nourishing his body on the agenda.

Qiao Wei was very concerned about his health, and came to him every two days to bring him a big tonic soup.

Murong Zhuo touched her hand, and affectionately called: "Queen."

Qiao Wei was shy at the right time, her eyelids were half drooped, her face was glowing, "Your Majesty..."

"The queen should not worry about it in the future, I don't want to tire the queen." Murong Zhuo said.

Qiao Wei had a righteous face, "Husband and wife are one body, and it is right for ministers and concubines to work hard for the emperor."

The solid-eyed Murong Zhuo didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "But the soup you made, Queen, is really..."

"Huh?" Qiao Wei narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Murong Zhuo had a strong sense of survival, and immediately swallowed the words "difficult to swallow", with a smile on his face, and softened his tone, "It's really... delicious!"

Qiao Wei pulled out her hand with a smile, and covered the back of his hand with her backhand, "Since this is the case, the emperor will have to drink a few more bowls."

"No no no." Murong Zhuo said solemnly. "The queen spoiled my stomach, if I can no longer eat the food cooked by the imperial chef, what should I do?"

Qiao Wei immediately expressed her loyalty in relief, "The concubine is willing to serve the emperor's food and drink for the rest of her life!"

Murong Zhuo: "..."

He... can he, refuse?

"Come on! Your Majesty, drink a few more bowls of soup." Qiao Wei withdrew her hand, picked up the soup bowl, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to Murong Zhuo's lips.

Murong Zhuo frowned, suddenly his mind moved, his brows gradually relaxed, "The medicine is too bitter, I want to eat something sweet."

Qiao Wei was about to get the hawthorn jelly from the small plate on the table, but Murong Zhuo had already grabbed her waist/limb into his arms, and the sudden shaking caused half of the medicine bowl in her hand to spill out.

She was about to speak when Murong Zhuo's face moved closer and quickly kissed her lips.

After a long time, Murong Zhuo let go of her out of breath, smacked her mouth as if aftertaste, and said with a smile: "It's so sweet."

The two played around, and the servant came outside and said, "Your Majesty, Empress Dowager Wan is asking to see you."

Qiao Wei immediately pushed Murong Zhuo away and stood up straight, smoothing the wrinkles on her clothes.

Murong Zhuo smiled and pulled her little hand, but she pulled it back angrily.

"Xuan." Murong Zhuo cleared his throat.

The door was pushed open by the servants, and the well-dressed Empress Dowager Wan stepped into the room. Smelling the strong smell of medicine in the room, she wrinkled her nose slightly, and then glared at Qiao Wei.

"I've seen my mother." The couple saluted together.

"How is the emperor's health?" Empress Dowager Wan ignored Qiao Wei, and stepped forward to tug on Murong Zhuo's sleeve.

Murong Zhuo avoided her touch uncomfortably, and said, "It's all right, Empress Mother doesn't need to worry."

The Empress Dowager Wan looked at the medicine bowl on the table, and she was so angry that she turned her head and scolded Qiao Wei: "Xiao Zhou, as a queen, you can neither be lenient nor generous, and you can't persuade the emperor to be restrained. Are you guilty of doing all these things to seduce the Lord?!"

Empress Dowager Wan has kept this matter in her heart for a long time.

It has been several years since the emperor ascended the throne, and the concubines in the harem have entered two batches, but what happened?
It's all decorations!

The emperor either stayed alone in the warm pavilion, or stayed in the queen's Fengxi Palace. He never went to other concubines' palaces, let alone summoned other women, but only favored the queen.

But what about the queen?

After so many years, not only did she not conceive a single child, but she made the emperor suffer from all kinds of problems!

In the eyes of Empress Dowager Wan, Qiao Wei is like a vixen who lures the emperor to hand over ammunition.

Anyone who is a bit ashamed will definitely be ashamed to face others when he is scolded by the empress dowager.

But who is Qiao Wei?

Her face has long been cultivated to the thickness of "Ci Hai"!

Not only was Qiao Wei not ashamed, but her eyes lit up.

The passive skill expression pack is triggered!
"Mother, you don't know something..."

Qiao Wei sighed, and suddenly became possessed by drama, her tone suddenly changed.

"Ever since I entered the palace, I have been favored by the emperor alone. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but the emperor only favors me. So I advised the emperor to have rain, dew, uniformity, and dipping, but the emperor will not listen. The emperor Ah, just spoil me, just spoil me! How can you call this a concubine's love!"

[Emoji package function activated!You grabbed an emoji package "Rain and Dew" and threw it at the other party. 】

[Empress Wan's favorability towards you -50. 】

Ok? ? ?
Qiao Wei was stunned.

What about throwing an emoji to increase your favorability?
Why is the Empress Dowager Wan not increasing but decreasing?
[Host, you activated provocative emoticons. 】The system explained faintly. [Equivalent to the fact that you have said it for so long, and it fell into the ears of the Empress Dowager Wan. It is equivalent to the lines of "hit me as soon as I have the ability to hit me", which is still a triple hit. 】

Qiao Wei: "..."

Really bad lines.

She took a look at Empress Dowager Wan's complexion, it was indeed too dark.

"Mother, this matter is my intention and has nothing to do with the Empress." Murong Zhuo saw that the situation was not good, and quickly pulled Qiao Wei behind him, "It's late at night, mother, why don't you go back to the palace to rest earlier."

Empress Dowager Wan was furious and left in a huff.

After sending off Queen Mother Wan, the young couple breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Zhuo took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Qiao Wei's waist, lowered his head, and pecked her lips repeatedly, "Queen, shall we give birth to a little prince?"

Give birth to a prince?
Qiao Wei's eyelids drooped, blocking the cold light in her eyes, and the corners of her lips slightly lifted.

That depends on him...

There is no life afterlife.

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This plane will probably end on Monday.

The heroine of the next plane is reborn for revenge, and the rebirth plane is very short.The main text is expected to end at the end of the month, and there will be an extra episode in early April. If you want to read an extra episode, please leave a message in the book review area before April. Otherwise, the author's permission to update the article will be revoked if the editor passes the final review.

A big \/ wave of foreshadowing is about to be announced.Babies, are your brains ready to run at high speed!

(End of this chapter)