The villain, his beauty is flourishing [Quick travel]

The sound of footsteps approaching, Mu Ling subconsciously closed her eyes.

"Now that you're awake, get up and drink your medicine."

Mu Ling opened her eyes very slowly, and said with a guilty conscience: "National teacher."

It's over, it really wasn't a dream.

The national teacher must know that he went out barefoot in the rain last night.

Qi Heng's expression was indifferent, and he told the maid at the side: "Go and help the emperor up."

The palace maid bent her knees, then walked to the dragon bed, gently lifted Mu Ling up, and put a soft pillow behind his waist for Mu Ling to lean on.

"Master, don't be angry, I know I was wrong." After thinking about it, Mu Ling decided to admit her mistake obediently.

"You are the one who suffers, why am I so angry?" Qi Heng said lightly, "Go and see if the medicine is cured."

A court lady stepped back, and about half a moment later, she came in with a bowl of medicine and walked slowly to the dragon bed.

"Your Majesty, your medicine."

Mu Ling was used to drinking this kind of medicine, so he was naturally not afraid. He touched the wall of the bowl, but it was only warm, so he picked it up and planned to drink it down.

As long as you drink it fast enough, the bitterness will not catch up with him.

But it was only a little bit in the mouth, and the strong bitter taste directly made Mu Ling, who had been mentally prepared, frown.

"Why is this medicine much more bitter than before?"

Of course, the national teacher asked them to add a handful of Coptis chinensis when they boiled the medicine.

The palace people all remained silent.

Mu Ling wrinkled her small face, hesitated for a moment, pinched her nose and swallowed the medicine in one gulp.

No matter how bitter the medicine is, he has to take it, otherwise his illness will not be cured.

"Is it bitter?" A slightly cool voice sounded in Mu Ling's ear, and Mu Ling's face wrinkled into a ball, subconsciously replied: "Bitter."

"If it happens again, it will be more bitter next time."

Mu Ling seemed a little frightened, and opened a pair of big round eyes.

"Eat." With a blank expression on his face, Qi Heng picked up a candied fruit from the side plate and handed it to Mu Ling.

Mu Ling opened her mouth mechanically.

Qi Heng frowned, but still stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth.

Forget it, after all, I'm still a child, and I'm always a little coquettish when I'm sick.

Mu Ling felt the sweet taste in his mouth before realizing what he had done. His cheeks, which were originally red from the fever, were covered with more blush.

He even let the fairy feed him.

"Have a good rest." Qi Heng wiped his finger holding the candied fruit with a handkerchief, "When you feel better, someone will bring you the booklet."

Mu Ling was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that the meeting time had passed.

A servant came in and bowed to Mu Ling and Qi Heng respectively.

"Your majesty, the national teacher, the empress dowager is outside."

"Why is the queen mother here?" Mu Ling frowned subconsciously.

In the past, when he was sick and wanted to see her, the palace people always said that the empress dowager could not be born.

This time he didn't ask someone to invite her, but she came here by herself.

"The empress dowager heard that the emperor is sick, she said she was worried, and wanted to come in to see the emperor." The servant replied.

"National Teacher, should I see her?" Mu Ling was a little at a loss. Ever since he learned of his life experience, he had been avoiding it intentionally or unintentionally.

But all these pretense of not minding was instantly broken when the Queen Mother appeared.

"See you if you want, and see if you don't want to." Qi Heng comforted him, "Follow your inner thoughts, if you are not happy after meeting, then just not see each other in the future."

Mu Ling nodded, "I listen to the national teacher."

He wanted to ask, why she ignored him when he was ill and asked people to invite him, but now he doesn't need it, but she comes over eagerly.

"Let her come in." Mu Ling said, then turned to look at the maid at the side, "Bring over a chair for the national teacher to sit on."

The palace people were silent and blessed, retreated to the side hall, and brought a chair covered with tiger skin cushions.

As soon as Qi Heng sat down, the Empress Dowager led two maids in.

"Ling'er, I heard from the palace people that you have a persistent high fever. The queen mother is worried to death." The queen mother hurried to the bedside and hugged Mu Ling.

"How come it's fine, but it suddenly has a fever?"

Mu Ling broke away from the Empress Dowager's arms, "When the Empress Mother came over, she didn't even ask the palace servants, why did my son have a fever?"

The queen mother was taken aback for a moment, and said somewhat unnaturally: "The queen mother is too worried, so there is no need to ask."

"The last time my son was sicker than today, because the emperor punished me, no one even dared to ask the imperial doctor." Mu Ling raised her eyes to look at the queen mother, "At that time, I thought I couldn't survive, Why aren't you worried, mother?"

The queen mother's face changed, "Ling'er, are you blaming the queen mother?"

"No wonder." Mu Ling lowered her eyes and said in a nonchalant tone, "Anyway, I'm not your own son, and it's normal if you don't like it."

When the surrounding palace people heard this, their faces turned pale and they all knelt down.

The queen mother's face became extremely horrified. She held Mu Ling's shoulder and asked, "Ling'er, who told you this? Who is sowing discord between our mother and child?"

The queen mother's long nails pinched Mu Ling's shoulders. If it wasn't for a layer of middle clothes, the nails could have pinched Mu Ling directly.

But even so, Mu Ling still frowned in pain, Qi Heng moved his fingers slightly, and hit the Empress Dowager's arm with force, taking her strength off.

"Empress Dowager, Your Majesty is not feeling well, please don't get too close, lest you get sick." Qi Heng said lightly.

The queen mother turned to look at Qi Heng, her beautiful face was full of dissatisfaction, "Is it you, is it you talking nonsense with Mu Ling..."

"Queen Mother!" Mu Ling interrupted her, "This matter has nothing to do with the National Teacher. You are not allowed to slander the National Teacher. You must be tired after traveling so far to see me. Come and send the Queen Mother back to rest."

The servants kneeling around hurriedly got up, walked to the Queen Mother, and made a gesture of invitation, "My Lady, I will take you home."

The Empress Dowager's complexion changed again and again, she only brought two maids in, so naturally she couldn't resist.

"Okay, the emperor's wings are stiff, and the Ai family can't control it anymore."

The Empress Dowager left angrily with two court ladies.

Mu Ling looked at Qi Heng, "Master, I don't think I want to see her anymore."

He could feel that the queen mother was not worried about him at all, but had another purpose.

"If you don't want to see him, don't see him." Seeing that he was depressed, Qi Heng stepped forward and stroked his hair, "As a child, I have the right to be willful occasionally."

At first, Mu Ling obeyed and asked Qi Heng to touch his head, but suddenly he remembered something, and hurriedly sat down on the bed, avoiding Qi Heng's hand, and said nervously: "Master, you should stay away from me now. What if I pass on my sickness to you?"

Qi Heng withdrew his hand and glanced at him, "I won't get infected."

Yes, the national teacher is not a fairy, and a fairy will not get sick.

When Mu Ling woke up, he felt that he was completely stupid. He pulled the quilt and lay down, and then buried his face in the quilt.

He drank the medicine, no matter how precocious he was, he was still just a child, and fell asleep after touching the pillow.

Qi Heng ordered the servants to pull up his quilt, then turned around and left Mu Ling's bedroom.

"Master, do you need to add Coptis chinensis to the medicine at night?" the waiter at the door asked cautiously.

"No need." Qi Heng's original intention was to let Mu Ling remember the lesson of getting caught in the rain and catching a cold, not to torture him.

"Let him rest well, don't let anyone disturb him, no one is allowed."

The waiter bowed: "Yes, I remember it, little one."

Xianwangfu.

The middle-aged man threw a cup on the ground angrily, and several subordinates were kneeling in front of him.

"A bunch of trash, I asked you to check his origin, but none of them found out!"

The subordinates lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything, but they thought in their hearts that the man appeared on the altar out of thin air, maybe he really came down to earth.

Otherwise, how could the eyeliner of Prince Xian's Mansion not be able to find out a person's background.

But their princes refused to believe it, so they could only talk about it in private.

"In the palace, is there any news?" The wise king Mu Hui calmed down his anger, and continued to ask.

"Following the prince's instructions, the empress dowager went to the little emperor's bedroom to visit him."

"Then what did she say?"

"This..." King Xian's subordinate hesitated a little, "I don't know what the empress dowager said to the little emperor in the palace, but the little emperor sent someone to send her back."

"After the empress dowager returned, she even smashed a lot of vases to vent her anger, saying that the little emperor's wings were stiff, and she couldn't care about it anymore."

The virtuous king Mu Hui's complexion was not good, and he cursed in a low voice, "You really are a stupid woman."

The faces of the Xian Wang's subordinates did not change at all, as if they had not heard the Xian Wang scolding the current queen mother.

"The beauty I asked you to find, did you find it?"

"I have already found a few that meet the requirements, and placed them in a house on the outskirts of the city." King Xian's subordinate replied respectfully.

"After training, find a way to send them to the palace." Xian Wang's eyes flashed with coldness.

Facing the stunning beauty, he did not believe that the "national teacher" would not be tempted, as long as he grasped the weakness of that national teacher, maybe he could still use it for him.

Just as he was thinking, a bolt of lightning struck directly on the roof of the lobby of Prince Xian's Mansion, and a big hole was pierced through the roof.

Pedestrians passing by the gate of the palace were shocked and knelt on the ground to beg the gods to appease their anger.

It was a bright day, but the palace of King Xian was struck by lightning for no reason. It must be that King Xian, who was condemned by the immortal, did something to offend the immortal, which made the immortal angry and warn him.

The virtuous king Muhui firmly resisted the big hole in the roof, faced the terrified persuasion of his subordinates, and gritted his teeth: "No, I don't believe it, this is definitely a coincidence."

There are no gods in this world at all, which is why he boldly used the banner of gods to incite those ignorant people to force the little emperor to sin against himself.

If there were gods, it would have been time for him to send down punishment from heaven when he used the banner of the gods to play tricks.

Another lightning strike hit the middle of the palace hall, and a big crater was struck on the ground, and the dust raised up choked all the people including the Xian Wang.

Before everyone came back to their senses, the third thunder had arrived, this time it just hit the Xian Wang's hair, and did not hurt their lives, but the Xian Wang's hair turned into black ashes and fell with a burning smell.

"My lord, are you alright?" Xian Wang's subordinates panicked and feared that there would be lightning strikes, so they hesitated to go forward.

King Xian felt a coolness on the top of his head, subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, and the bottom of his hand was smooth.

He became bald.

Moreover, the clamor of thunder is so loud, it is absolutely eye-catching.

With his appearance like this, as long as he dares to step out of the palace, within an hour, everyone in the capital will probably know that he is in the palace and has been struck bald by lightning.

"My lord, shall we continue this beauty trick?" a subordinate asked cautiously.