Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

The day Qin Zheng went to the palace to deliver medicine.

The army outside the city was approaching, and the prince led an army of 200,000 troops straight to the imperial city.

No one reported to them at any of the checkpoints they passed along the way. Someone must have secretly let them in and kept it a secret until now.

Now the army is at the gates of the city, and the troops coming to support cannot arrive for a while. The ministers who are also trapped in the city are trembling with fear and plan to go to the palace to meet the emperor.

But before he could enter the palace, other officials stopped him.

Qin Zheng went to the palace today to deliver medicine to the emperor. Two hours have passed now. If he goes there now, it might be too late.

The princes rebelled, but the country was without a king. The fastest army that received the news would take at least a day to arrive.

unless……

Able to mobilize the cavalry stationed outside the city.

This group of people have fought on the battlefield with Qin Zheng countless times, fighting one against ten and being able to hold out until reinforcements arrive.

But Qin Zheng always carries the fishing talisman that can mobilize the cavalry.

And now, they can't see anyone.

The officials were so worried that no matter which party they belonged to, they all gathered together to find a solution.

Your Majesty is dying, so we can't really ask the princes to come to Beijing and let them take advantage of the situation.

After much deliberation, the ministers decided to go to Qin Zheng first to mobilize troops.

...

The inner room of the royal study.

When Qin Zheng woke up, he felt severe pain in his stomach and back, his head was dizzy, and his body felt like it was being pulled and torn apart.

Jiang Que was wearing bright yellow pajamas, leaning against a soft pillow, sitting comfortably on the couch opposite the dragon bed, flipping through the state governance policy that Qin Zheng had left behind two days ago to teach him.

It was already dark outside. Only a candle was lit on the small soft table where Jiang Que was leaning against, stretching his shadow and reflecting it in the window behind him.

There was a faint light in the dim candlelight.

Qin Zheng was covered with a quilt, but it was difficult to hide the marks on his body.

"General Qin, are you awake?"

Qin Zheng moved and stood up.

Jiang Que, who was leaning on the couch opposite, heard the noise, put down the book in his hand, and revealed a slightly noble face of a superior under the flickering candlelight.

His eyes fell frivolously on Qin Zheng, who stood up with a sullen face and a deep frown because he was feeling unwell.

Jiang Que closed the book, half leaned on the soft golden pillow, threw the book on a small table with only candlelight, and looked up at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng sat up, picked up the white undershirt hanging beside the bed and put it on simply. Facing Jiang Que's questioning, he did not say a word.

There's not much to say.

He just wants to mess with people.

There was just a small deviation.

But after all, it happened.

Jiang Que looked at Qin Zheng, and seeing that he was silent, he took the initiative to speak: "General Qin, why don't you explain what was added to the bowl of medicine you gave me?"

Qin Zheng's face was calm. Through the dim candlelight, he also raised his eyes and stared at Jiang Que: "Your Majesty has not been feeling well recently. The Imperial Hospital has only prescribed ordinary tonic medicine."

"What kind of tonic is this? Let General Qin come to my bed!"

After Jiang Que finished speaking, he stood up from the bed and walked towards Qin Zheng quietly.

He lifted Qin Zheng's chin with his fingers, forcing him to look up at him. The faint candlelight reflected the outlines of their two figures.

When their eyes met, one had a stern look on his face, while the other remained calm.

Qin Zheng looked at him for a while, and could not see any joy in his eyes, only hatred of being framed.

As the two looked at each other, Qin Zheng suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, slapped Jiang Que's hand away with a sullen face, straightened his clothes, and cast a cold gaze on Jiang Que, sneering: "Your Majesty, don't forget how you got the throne. You have no right to choose."

He knew that this man's previous behavior was all fake, just to confuse him and make him let down his guard.

I don’t pretend anymore.

However, most of the control of this country is in his hands.

He is just an emperor, he can be the emperor if he wants.

Does he need to notify us separately?

Qin Zheng looked stubborn, and Jiang Que was about to speak when someone suddenly knocked on the closed door.

The chief eunuch said anxiously, "Your Majesty, the prince has led an army of 200,000 into the city and is now at the gate of the city."