The queen is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 449

Wen Ziyan nodded slightly, then reached out to take the soup in the hands of the little guard, and waved his hand lightly: "Go down."

"My lord..." the little guard hesitated to speak.

Wen Ziyan looked up at him and said with a smile, "Just say what you have."

"Yes. Your Majesty, why didn't you tell Your Majesty that you suffered such a serious injury for His Majesty? Your Majesty loves you so much. If you tell me, she will definitely find famous doctors all over the world for you. You won't have to worry about being cured."

hurt?When did you get hurt?

Su Qing, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping, kept searching for every bit of Wen Ziyan in her mind. Is there anything she doesn't know?
"It's just a trivial matter, there's no need to bother her." The smile on the corner of Wen Ziyan's mouth froze for a moment, and then he said these words with his usual expression.

"Your Majesty, you obviously want to have a child for His Majesty so much, and Your Majesty also wants a child belonging to you. It is useless for you to drink medicine secretly like this." The little guard knelt down, persuading Wen Ziyan earnestly .

Last time, he accidentally discovered that Wen Ziyan was drinking medicine secretly. From then on, the matter of making medicine for Wen Ziyan fell on his head.

It was only later that he realized that this was basically a wound medicine for recuperating male infertility...

Wen Ziyan's eyes were melancholy. What kind of injury is this? It's obviously a curse...

He still did it himself, but he was not reconciled and wanted to fight the god.

"Okay, I don't want to hear these words again in the future, go on down!" Closing his eyes, Wen Zi said in a blunt voice.

The little guard said helplessly, "Yes!"

Wen Guijun looks gentle and refined, but if he really gets angry, he still can't stand it.

Su Qing behind the corner looked at Wen Ziyan's slightly thinner back with complicated eyes. She always thought that Wen Ziyan was fine...

During the newly married days, she said so many times that she wanted him to have a child.Couldn't it be that every time she said it, she stabbed him in the heart with a knife?

Thinking of this, Su Qing's heart ached slightly, why didn't she tell her?
Su Qing stood here looking at him for a long time, until Wen Ziyan turned and entered the room, she didn't take her eyes off him.

Dali Temple.

As soon as Qu Nianci left court, he walked all the way to the backyard, still holding the delicious marinated chicken that he bought for Lord Qinglan on the way.

These days, Mr. Qinglan has suddenly fallen in love with writing poetry, and her food is also a bit light. She thought, this food is delicious, fat but not greasy, it must be very suitable for his appetite.

Besides, they only became husband and wife a few days ago, and Qing Lanjun might not be able to bear her demands, but she has to make up for it.

Pushing open the door, Qu Nianci walked into his room naturally, glanced around, but saw him behind the desk.

Qu Nianci smiled lightly, put the things in his hands behind him, and walked towards him lightly.

It stands to reason that Mr. Qing Lan is not weak in martial arts, and he didn't notice her coming at this moment because he was concentrating on a painting at the moment.

Qu Nianci originally had a little joy and anticipation in her heart, but when she set her eyes on the lifelike painting, her eyes sank instantly.

He even painted every strand of her hair so meticulously, and he didn't even forget the phoenix on her belt... and the inlaid thing on that hosta hairpin was - red beans!
On both sides of this painting, there is also a poem.

The red bean is born in the southern country, and a few sprigs come out in spring.

I hope you will pick more and more, this thing is the most lovesick.

"Do you like Your Majesty that much?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from next to his ear, making Qing Lanjun freeze in place instantly.

Looking up in disbelief, Qu Nianci's gaze was as calm as water, looking at him steadfastly.

Qing Lanjun subconsciously grabbed the painting on the table and grabbed it behind him. How could Qu Nianci come at this point in time?An hour earlier than usual...

(End of this chapter)