Fast Through the White Moonlight is Poisonous

  Chapter 1226 Fenghua Peerless, Nine Thousand Years Old (12)

  "The apprentice knows, thank you Master for his teaching."

   Jiuji smiled and bowed to Zhong Dequan.

  Zhong Dequan smiled and scolded: "Your kid will climb along the pole."

  Jiu Ji saw the huge room, which was for her to live alone, and her heart began to grow bigger.

  She wants rights and wants to be the same as Zhong De.

  Being this person’s apprentice now is a big step forward.

   "Okay, you have to toss for a while, and rest. From now on, someone will bring you meals in the morning, midnight, and evening. Don't go out for three days if there is nothing wrong."

   "Yes, the apprentice got it."

  Jiu Ji watched Zhong Dequan leave.

  After the other party left, the smile on her face slowly dissipated.

   is just the beginning. Don’t worry, she has patience.

   Jiu Ji walked into the inner room, the bed inside was cleaned up.

  A hall and a bedroom for sleeping alone, which was something she could not even think of.

  Because she has not developed for more than ten years, she has never worried about sleeping with those eunuchs.

  With such good conditions now, it will be even more convenient in the future.

  Jiu Ji walked to the bronze mirror and pulled down her **** uniform.

  Turn his white back to the bronze mirror.

  There is a tattoo on the shoulder with a blood-red iris flower pattern.

  This is the pattern mentioned by Shan Gonggong, and she must be the only one in this palace.

   Subject to others, but his life does not belong to himself, being pinched in the hands of someone who does not know.

  How willingly this makes her want to get rid of all this, only the right can make her do it.

  ……

  After half a month.

  Today is the day when the emperor goes to Fengqi Palace.

   Jiu Ji grinds in front of the table, again and again, without stopping.

  The man in front of the table carefully reviewed the booklet, his face changed with the content of the booklet.

  She didn't dare to stop when the other party didn't say to stop.

  Now Jiu Ji has changed into high-class **** clothes, which is only one level worse than Zhong De.

   "Pop... what a hardworking prime minister!"

  Jingdi suddenly threw out the memorial in his hand, his tone low and angry.

   Jiu Ji raised her head and glanced disrespectfully at the other's face, only to see that the gloomy face was about to drip.

  She stopped the movement in her hand, went down and picked up the memorial that was thrown out.

  When she got it, the contents of the memorial also caught her eyes.

  White Prime Minister This is a virtue praised by people. It is said that the prime minister opens his mansion every day to give porridge, and it is like the existence of the Qingtian master.

  For such a prime minister who has worked hard for the people, some people are flattering to ask for a reward for him.

   Jiu Ji picked up the memorial, the content in it was simply nonsense.

  Look at the person who made the memorial, that is, a newly appointed official, or a person who can go to court every day.

  Jing emperor vented out of anger, and the fire in his heart almost dissipated.

  He picked up a moderate-temperature tea and drank it slowly.

   Jiuji put the memorial aside, and then stopped grinding, but stood behind Jingdi.

   Putting the tea aside, Jingdi asked casually: "How is your master's body?"

   Jiu Ji bent over and said, "Back to the emperor, I still cough as usual. Drinking a few more patches will be fine."

"Um."

   Just before, Zhong Dequan suddenly fell ill.

   This was because he was afraid of being sick to the emperor, and immediately moved out of the Palace of the Qing Dynasty.

  Even if Jingdi blocked him, he didn't keep the opponent.

  Zhong Dequan was sick in the Palace of the Qing Dynasty and knocked his head, and the blood was knocked out of his head, and Emperor Jing had to release the people from the Palace of the Qing Dynasty.

  (End of this chapter)