The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 64 Cousin Cousin (30)

In the evening, Qi Yan really came to Xiangguo Temple to pick up Qiao Rong and the Queen Mother in person.

He took Qiao Rong's hand and then looked at the Queen Mother: "Mother, did Master say anything?"

The queen mother smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Yan'er, the master said that there is a cure for Ah Rong's disease, but it will take a certain amount of time for him to study it carefully."

Hearing this, Qi Yan paused for a moment, then glanced at the Queen Mother, with a little joy in his eyes: "Really?"

The Queen Mother smiled: "Of course it is true."

Qi Yan looked at Qiao Rong again, and Qiao Rong nodded quickly.

Well, the owner of the Medicine King Valley is also considered a master.

So, not a lie.

Qiao Rong thought silently.

So Qi Yan seemed relieved, and led her to the carriage.

The queen mother looked at their backs from behind, with a little excitement in her eyes.

It's been a long time since I've had the feeling of fighting wits with others.

She entered the palace at the age of 17 and stayed in the palace for decades. No matter what, she struggled in the palace to get to her current position.

Later, when Qi Yan was upbeat, she suddenly became free. After being bored for so long, she finally felt this exciting feeling again.

Although the person she dealt with this time was her own son, she didn't feel any guilt in her heart, but rather looked forward to it.

It's just that, how to send Ah Rong out of the palace without cheating the sky, really needs to be carefully planned.

The Empress Dowager remained calm, but countless thoughts had already appeared in her mind.

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After Qi Yan returned to the palace, he first watched Qiao Rong drink the soup of the day, then watched her eat dinner, and after going to bed, he went to the imperial study to handle the rest of the government affairs.

He sat in the imperial study room and looked at the memorial in his hand.

Wang Fuquan stood by his desk and helped him sharpen the ink.

Qi Yan waited for a while, then suddenly frowned.

Wang Fuquan saw it from the corner of his eye and thought it was because he was grinding the ink slowly, so he was so frightened that he quickly speeded up.

However, Qi Yan just frowned slightly, his eyes drooping, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he suddenly said, "An Yi."

Then, a man in black fell to the ground without a sound, lowered his head and said, "Master."

Qi Yan stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked: "What happened today?"

Darkly said: "Today, the princess just accompanied the queen mother to meet the abbot and several other masters, then went to the Buddhist hall to pray, and then had lunch, then stayed in the house to rest."

Qi Yan frowned slightly.

No, something is wrong.

He was thinking about it, but An Yi suddenly thought of something again: "...Also, shortly after noon, the maid beside the queen mother came to invite the princess to go to the hot spring in the back mountain."

Hearing this, Qi Yan paused for a while, then slowly narrowed his eyes and said with an unclear tone: "...hot spring?"

An Yi replied: "Yes."

An Yi also wanted to break out in a cold sweat, it is not easy for him to follow in this hot spring, if something is missed, the master should not blame him...

Qi Yan stared at the memorial on the table and remained silent.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled softly, but his tone was extremely gloomy: "Go and divide up a few people, and keep an eye on the queen mother during this time."

An Yi was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't dare to delay at all and replied: "Yes, Master."

Qi Yan hummed lazily, then waved his hand: "Back off."

After the hidden guards left, Wang Fuquan stood aside, sweating profusely, and wanted to retreat.

It's not that he said that His Majesty has been too moody during this time.

Once he encountered the matter of the princess, it was like a different person, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

I am always on tenterhooks, for fear that His Majesty will get angry and leave home with my own head...

While his thoughts were racing, Qi Yan suddenly glanced sideways at him.

Wang Fuquan straightened his body subconsciously, swallowed his saliva, and then said cautiously: "...Your Majesty?"

Qi Yan looked away and said calmly: "You should also step back."

Wang Fuquan hurriedly said: "Yes, this slave will leave."

With that said, he quickly exited the room.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Qi Yan stared at the void in front of him, tapped his index finger on the table in front of him, thoughtfully.

If possible, he didn't want to guess like this.

But he is more unwilling to take the one-ten-thousandth risk.

Even the queen mother couldn't take her away from him.

(End of this chapter)