Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

"Let's eat." Mu Qing picked up a piece of barbecue and put it on his plate.

Shen Xiangju's slightly raised lips pursed in a reserved manner, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He picked up the piece of barbecue with his chopsticks and took a delicate bite.

Tasting the taste, he frowned.

"This meat..."

Mu Qing glanced at him, "What?"

"Why is it a little weird?" With an indescribable feeling, Shen Xiangju bit the piece of meat and couldn't swallow it.

But Mu Qing looked at him and saw that he was neither swallowing nor spitting.

The housekeeper stood nearby. When he heard this, his face changed, and finally settled on an expression of fear.

Shen Xiangju noticed it, but picked up the handkerchief and spit out the meat. He looked over in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The butler's mouth twitched as he looked at Mu Qing, "Your Majesty, this meat cannot be from those people..."

Shen Xiangju's expression changed and his tone of voice changed, "Human flesh?"

Mu Qing glanced at the butler and said, "What are you thinking about? It's wolf meat."

"Oh." Shen Xiangju breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression changed again after he reacted, "Wolf meat?!"

The reaction was even greater than when I thought it was human flesh.

He turned his head and retched while holding his chest.

I want to vomit my stomach out.

Mu Qing's expression did not change, she poured a cup of tea slowly, and when Shen Xiangju came over a little, he handed the water over.

The housekeeper was puzzled.

Wolf meat is better than human meat anyway.

Shen Xiangju took the water glass and rinsed his mouth.

Mu Qing was purely puzzled, "Isn't it delicious? Feng Lan's pet has shiny fur and strong muscles, so it should taste good."

Feng Lan...

The overwhelming feeling in Shen Xiangju's stomach suppressed him, and he looked at Mu Qing in surprise, "His Majesty's pet?"

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows noncommittally.

The wolf has been kept at Mu Qing's place, and Mu Qing has long wanted to collect the skin.

Shen Xiangju:......

What happened to the prince and your majesty?

As we all know, the two met when they were young and are as close as sisters.

Now it seems that is not the case.

Mu Qing asked the butler to take down the plate of wolf meat.

I was interrupted halfway through my lunch.

The housekeeper led the people out of the courtyard, leaving only Mu Qing and Shen Xiangju.

The world between the two is peaceful and sunny, and the years are quiet.

The butler walked in hastily.

Shen Xiangju looked over and knew something was wrong when he saw her expression.

The butler came to his side and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has summoned you."

Shen Xiangju pursed his lips slightly and put down his chopsticks, feeling a little regretful that this was their first time eating together.

"Your Majesty, please go first."

"No need." Mu Qing said without raising his head, "Go down."

"The people in the palace..." The prince dared to refuse even his majesty's summons. If someone over there used this as an excuse to cause trouble, it might be detrimental to the prince.

"Watch and deal with it."

"Yes." How should we deal with it? !

The housekeeper was going crazy, but with a calm expression on his face, he turned around and left.

Shen Xiangju thought Mu Qing was not going because of him, a blush appeared on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, and he was very worried in his heart, "Is it okay if the prince doesn't go?"

Mu Qing looked at his blushing face and saw that he had misunderstood, but did not explain.

"After dinner, I'll have someone take you back."

Shen Xiangju nodded.

Afraid of delaying Mu Qing's affairs, Shen Xiangju finished his meal quickly and left.

When she left, she saw a book lying on the couch behind Mu Qing, half covered by her clothes, but even the remaining half of the cover made people blush.

Shen Xiangju quickly looked away, his eyes flashed slightly, and he walked away in a trance.

Mu Qing had no intention of going to the palace.

After Shen Xiangju left, Mu Qing lay down under the crabapple tree with a book covering her face.

The sun sets slowly in the evening.

Feng Lan was in the Imperial Study Room, furious.

There were several ministers in the imperial study who comforted Feng Lan.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much. We also experienced floods a few years ago, and we solved them perfectly with your Majesty's wisdom. We will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties this time."

"Yes, yes, and the flood situation this time is the same as the last time Chengjiang, so the same method can be used."

Same method……

Feng Lan met the firm and trusting gazes of several ministers and turned her head to hide the panic in her eyes.

She didn't know what method to use.

The flood a few years ago was also solved by Mu Qing.

Mu Qing proposed a solution to her, and she threw it to the people below.

She didn't even look at it.

There are some slight differences between this flood and the last time in Chengjiang, so we cannot copy the same treatment method as last time.

Feng Lan swallowed and sat down on the dragon chair seemingly calmly. "You guys go down first. I'll think carefully about the candidates to deal with the flood this time."

"Yes."

After driving everyone away, Feng Lan looked at Xian Gui, "Where is Mu Qingren?"

Xiangui's scalp was numb, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, the regent said that he was infected with wind and cold and could not get out of bed. I didn't see anyone."

"Trash!" Feng Lan was furious and threw all the memorials on the table to the ground. His eyes were filled with clouds and he murmured: "Mu Qing, what on earth do you want to do..."

With Mu Qing's medical skills, how could a small cold stun her?

This is just her rhetoric.

Do you really don't care about her?

When Feng Lan thought of this, a strong uneasiness and panic arose in her heart, and her expression was flustered, like an abandoned child.

She did hate Mu Qing, but at the same time she couldn't live without her.

For so many years, she was like a toddler, no matter how swaying or running rampant, she felt very at ease because she knew there would always be a pair of hands behind her to catch her.

She wanted to get rid of her so much, but she really thought she left...

But he was reduced to an isolated and helpless situation.

At this time, no one could help her except Mu Qing.

Feng Lan gradually calmed down, picked up the brush, and wrote carefully on the paper stroke by stroke, folded it and handed it to Xian Gui, "Send it to the Regent's Palace."

After Mu Qing finished reading the letter, he loosened his grip and the letter fell to the ground with the wind.

"This kid finally understands something."

The housekeeper thought she had softened her heart, "Will the prince enter the palace?"

"No, just wait."

Feng Lan finally gave in to Mu Qing, and the content of the letter was not important. She sincerely expressed Mu Qing's important position in her heart, saying that she had never forgotten the friendship between them.

In short, it is playing the emotional card.

She wanted Mu Qing to enter the palace to see her.

In fact, as His Majesty, she could rush directly into the palace to find Mu Qing, but she didn't.

She dare not.

Just a coward

Feng Lan waited anxiously, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, and her face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Your Majesty." Xiangui entered the imperial study, not daring to raise his head, and placed a memorial on the desk.

"This is a newly sent memorial."

Feng Lan suppressed a cloud of gloom between her brows and opened the memorial expressionlessly.

The above describes the tragedy of the flood, as well as the number of victims and deaths, word for word.

When the numbers were presented, the disaster became concrete.

Can't wait any longer.

Otherwise she will become Xingyue's sinner.

"Come here." Feng Lan took a deep breath, "I want to draw up a decree!"

She is also taking a gamble.

If Mu Qing accepts the order, she can successfully solve the crisis at hand.

If she resists the order and is disrespectful.

She counts...

The biggest hidden danger for her was eliminated.

Thinking of this, Feng Lan felt a sudden twinge of discomfort in his heart, and slowly clenched his fists.

Is it really okay to not have Mu Qing in her life from now on?