Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 304 Overbearing Empress VS Weak Luthier (21)

After resting for a while in the teahouse next to the post station, an extremely terrifying thing happened——Yun Shuiyan let out a whimper, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly her starry eyes shone brightly.

"Li Chen... where is my candied haws?"

"I personally think this is His Majesty's dream talking." He took a sip of green tea, but didn't take it to heart.

"Little husband who has never been married to me, you don't spoil me at all... blah blah." She pretended to lower her head and cried, and a string of crystal clear red gourds appeared.

"Come."

"Thank you!" She took it and looked at Li Chen who was a little uncomfortable, "I'll reward you when I get back."

"Reward...reward for what?" He panicked, his tongue tied.

"Knowingly asking."

"A girl's family, why do you think about that stuff all day long..."

"The conscience of heaven and earth, I didn't say anything!" She held the candied haws and smiled.

After gnawing on it for a while, the candied haws were still as sweet as I remembered, and I was a little disappointed. There was no fox lamp and no very sweet candied haws...

This world is really sad.

She took the teacup in front of Lichen, took a big sip, and sighed softly while pressing her temples, "This sleeping herb is quite effective."

"Your Majesty fell over like that. It's lucky that he didn't hit any vital points." He took the teacup back and gave Yun Shuiyan a pop.

"Ouch! It's been three days without a house..."

"Ahem, this is a post station. If you are resting, please hurry up and get on your way." The pretty widow couldn't bear to look down on her, and immediately drove them away with a teapot.

"Okay." He smiled, and pulled Yun Shuiyan who was about to hurt others, "My wife is naughty, please forgive me."

After a long time, they set off again.

"Why didn't you let me speak just now?" She was so rude, someone should have choked her and given her some color.

"Empress Huaxi has been strategizing for many years. Although she has won many battles, she still has to be forgiving and forgiving."

"Oh."

"What is your Majesty's expression?"

"The expression of helplessness but reluctance to scold Li Chen."

"drive!"

The Maxima left without a trace.

I really can't listen to "sweet words". It's really rare for a man to be so thin-skinned.

Maybe she was overwhelmed by the sleeping herbal medicine, so she didn't plan to make any more trouble.

What's more, there are other things that she doesn't know, for example, the secret of the wolf smoke, and what is Lichen hiding in the piano.

Changing the name of Wolf Smoke to Fuxi is just because the ancient Fuxiqin went around and went around, and it was hidden here after several generations of reincarnation.

Three days later, they returned to Chaoge and drove away the dead soldiers. The first thing they did was to deal with the mountain of memorials.

Small things were also reported, and notes were sent to congratulate Wujiang for the flood. She lowered her head and sniffed the incense to wake her up, but she felt that the medicinal power of the sleeping grass had not yet faded.

knock knock knock.

"What's the matter?" She wrote red on the memorial without raising her head.

"Your Majesty...do you want my help?" Li Chen pointed at his arm while holding the good gold sore ointment.

"Well, sorry to bother you."

Li Chen carefully lifted up her clothes, dipped his index finger into the ointment, and gently rubbed it on her jade-white arm.

The ointment was cool, and the wound on my arm quickly disappeared.

He stood by the desk, watched the girl's strands of blue hair slip, and smiled slightly.

"Why don't you go to rest?" She turned her sore wrist.

"I just feel... it's too hard to be a king. Maybe you will be old in ten years."

"Can't Lichen say something nice?"

"will not."

"Go back and play the piano. It's not far from Dilan Palace. I can hear you."

"Yes."

He put the Gesang flowers picked on the road on the table and said, "Li Chen will leave."

　It took an eleven-hour long-distance bus ride.

　　It's already a puddle of waste ink.

　　Well, everyone... good night.

　　Stop cultivating immortality, yes, I am talking about you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)