I made millions after becoming a tyrant's concubine

Regarding Huo Zheng's behavior of forcing his obsessive-compulsive disorder to death, Qian Yanzhi was just blunt, cursing a few words in his heart, knowing current affairs, he would not pursue Huo Zheng to the bottom line.

After all, for Qian Yanzhi, unless it is a task issued by the system, he will not take care of the rest of the matter. He has a good sense of propriety, and he will never meddle in his own business and make himself unhappy.

So after lunch in Wende Hall, Qian Yanzhi left without looking back.

On the way back to Changning Hall, Qian Yanzhi opened the main page of the system, browsed the posts in [Lingxiao Palace], and swiped to the main page.

The task interface is still stuck at the completion of the previous task, and the daily and hidden tasks are not triggered. Could it be that the emperor's New Deal was blocked and the task could not be triggered?

It's too weird.

However, the progress bar of the plot task has reached 95%. Qian Yanzhi watched the progress of the plot, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

In other words, his task will be completed in a short time, so the system has not triggered the task for a long time, it is just waiting for the opportunity.

Will Huo Zheng be in danger?Do you want to remind him to make preparations, something big may happen.

Qian Yanzhi turned around and was about to go back, but he stopped after taking two steps, and scratched his head with a sigh: "That's not okay, in case he asks me how I know something big is going to happen, what should I say? Say you guessed it?"

Qian Yanzhi scratched his head with some melancholy, and after thinking about it, he thought it better not to be so hasty, it would be better to just hint and remind.

According to Huo Zheng's intelligence, he must be able to come out.

So Qian Yanzhi made such a hasty decision, and went back to Changning Hall to warm up and eat snacks, take a good rest, and then welcome the storm.

During dinner, Huo Zheng was unable to accompany Qian Yanzhi for dinner because Huo Zheng had a lot of political affairs on hand, and even when it was time for bedtime, Huo Zheng sent Li Lin to say that he had slept in the warm pavilion of Wende Palace tonight .

Qian Yanzhi: "..." I seemed to be in a fake relationship.

The two people communicated with each other last night, no matter what, it was inseparable, it must have been two days.

How come this Huo Zheng was lucky, he didn't come to bed at night except for calling him over for dinner at noon.

"Could it be that I'm not attractive anymore?" Qian Yanzhi stood in front of the bronze mirror, carefully looking at his figure in the mirror.

It's okay, shoulders are broad, waist is thin and legs are long, especially after the baptism of more than half a year, the plumpness that should be plump, the place that should be soft is soft, why is it not attractive?

Qian Yanzhi couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't fall asleep, and lay in the warm blanket. He wanted to get out of bed and get dressed several times to go to Wende Hall, but was finally stopped by the chill after lifting the blanket.

He shrank back into the bed coyly, and murmured: "It's also because of Huo Zheng's lack of blessings. He doesn't even want such a big beauty here. He still wants to live with the memorial. Fuck him."

Qian Yanzhi murmured a little triumphantly, but he didn't want to hear the noise in the courtyard of Changning Hall as soon as he closed his eyes, which drove away the drowsiness he had finally summoned.

He stood up in a panic and asked, "Come on, what happened?"

At this time, the servant rushed in in a panic, bowed to him and said anxiously:

"Mr. Shaoyuan, the people in the Hanyuan Palace said that His Highness seems to be ill. He has a high fever at the moment. He has already sent someone to call for the imperial doctor. It's just that Lord Shaoyuan's business is in the harem, so I came here to let you know."

Qian Yanzhi grasped the main point of the servant's words, knowing that Jing Yuan was ill and had a high fever, so he didn't care about the warm bed, so he immediately sent someone to dress him and brought him a thick cloak to put on , and went to Hanyuan Hall together with the servant who came to deliver the message.

The evening wind in the winter night rustled, and Qian Yanzhi's face still hurt a little.

Jing Yuan's sudden illness made him very anxious. Not to mention that this child looks well-behaved and sensible, and he treats Qian Yanzhi like one of his own, without any grudges. Love is sparked.

So he desperately rushed to Hanyuan Palace in the wind and snow.

When he arrived, the imperial physician had already arrived and was checking Jing Yuan's pulse.

And Jing Yuan was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face flushed, Qian Yanzhi was a little worried, and he didn't want to disturb the imperial doctor, so he could only tiptoe out of the bedroom, and then he wanted to wait for him to inquire about the situation.

After Jing Yuan made Huo Zheng unhappy in the morning, he was punished by Huo Zheng to copy the "Book of Filial Piety". Although Huo Zheng had to check it every day, he didn't let Jing Yuan finish copying it in a hurry.

But the child seemed to be angry with Huo Zheng on purpose, and he didn't eat, but just buried his head in copying books, worrying and depressed, and it was freezing cold, and Jing Yuan didn't let anyone enter the study to change the charcoal basin, so he was punished. Caught cold, fainted in the room.

If it wasn't for this courageous servant who broke down the door forcefully after knocking on the door and no one answered, the consequences would be disastrous.

Qian Yanzhi stood at the foot of the bed, looked at the sleeping Jing Yuan, and couldn't help but sigh.

The temperaments of the two brothers are exactly the same, they are both stubborn.

After taking the pulse, the imperial physician also said that Jing Yuan had caught a cold, and he only needed a few sets, and then recuperated slowly, then there would be nothing serious.

Since he would have to feed medicine and change towels later, Qian Yanzhi didn't plan to go back to Changning Palace, but took off his clothes and got on Jing Yuan's bed, holding him in his arms.

Only at this time did Qian Yanzhi realize that there were faint tears in the corners of Jing Yuan's eyes, and he even sobbed softly. Presumably, he wanted to find out who his mother was in a sleepy dream.

Qian Yanzhi hugged him and swayed gently, and comforted him: "I said Xiao Jingyuan, you are really too stubborn, why do you just listen to me, wouldn't it be good to find out the truth when you grow up?"

The only response to him was Jing Yuan's still sobbing in his sleep.

Thinking about it, he was tired of taking care of Jing Yuan, and Qian Yanzhi didn't remember when he fell asleep, but when he woke up, he was still sleeping on Jing Yuan's bed, with a sickly Jing Yuan lying beside him, with a worried expression on his face. looking at him.

But the one sitting in front of the bed was Huo Zheng, who had just left the early morning court, with a serious expression, coldness and worry in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Are you awake?" Huo Zheng asked.

Qian Yanzhi responded.

Huo Zheng said: "I was supposed to appease you for your hard work in taking care of Jing Yuan last night, but...looking at you, I don't think it's appropriate to praise you."

Qian Yanzhi: "!! Why!"

Huo Zheng motioned him to take a closer look.

Qian Yanzhi quickly got up from the bed, only to realize that he had occupied more than half of the bed.

But the place where Jing Yuan was lying was only the size of a palm, and he had to be careful even turning over, otherwise he would fall under the bed.

Although Jing Yuan looked sick, he still looked at Qian Yanzhi with a smile on his face:

"Father took care of me hard, so I slept more greedily. Father can't say that about him."

Listening to Jing Yuan's relaxed tone, Qian Yanzhi suddenly came to his senses. It was obvious that there was still a tense atmosphere between the two yesterday, so why did the father and son reconcile today?

Could it be that, before he woke up, did the father and son reach any agreement?

Or, Huo Zheng told Jing Yuan everything?

Qian Yanzhi's head was full of disbelief, and his eyes kept moving back and forth between the two of them.

Huo Zheng took the lead to change the topic and said: "Since he is ill, the diet should be mainly bland, and we should eat some porridge and side dishes."

Jing Yuan looked back at him and shook his head: "My son's mouth is bitter, and I don't want to eat anything."

Huo Zheng: "No, how can you be better if you don't eat."

Qian Yanzhi quickly reached out and interjected: "I, I'm not sick, and I took care of Jing Yuan all night. I want to eat something better. The crystal buns yesterday were good. I want to have that for breakfast."

After staring at him for a while, Huo Zheng looked sideways at the weather outside and said, "It's almost lunch time, get up quickly."

Qian Yanzhi couldn't believe it, why did he sleep until noon?

So he pulled off his clothes and got out of bed barefoot, walked to the window and looked at the weather outside, and it was almost noon.

Although it didn't snow today, the weather that melted the snow was also very cold, which made him shiver involuntarily, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

When he turned around again, he found that Huo Zheng had already left the bedroom, and the servants who followed him came in to help Jing Yuan and Qian Yanzhi get dressed.

After washing and dressing, Qian Yanzhi looked at the calm Jing Yuan, and couldn't help saying with concern:

"Jing Yuan, did your father tell you something?"

Jing Yuan looked at him sideways and shook his head: "No."

Qian Yanzhi said: "You were crying in your dreams last night, but you'll be fine today, I don't believe it."

Jing Yuan stared straight at him, and after a long while, he pointed his finger at him, leaned close to Qian Yanzhi's ear and said:

"Father, you can't tell others."

Qian Yanzhi nodded.

Jing Yuandao: "My father said that my life experience involves a big secret. He will tell me on my birthday because he trusts me. I have grown up. If someone wants to take the opportunity to tell me something , he hoped that I could make the most correct choice."

Qian Yanzhi looked at him in surprise: "Is your father going to tell you?"

Jing Yuan nodded: "Father is a man of one word and one word. If he said he would tell me, he would definitely tell me. I believe him."

Qian Yanzhi looked at him worriedly: "Then Jing Yuan, if the answer you get is not the answer you want, or as your father said, if someone wants to say something to you, then what he said is the same as your father It's different, so what do you do?"

Jing Yuan pursed his lips and lowered his head, before sighing after a long while, "I believe in Royal Father, just like Royal Father also believes in me."

Qian Yanzhi looked at Jing Yuan's smiling face at the moment, although he was sickly, he still smiled, which made him feel relieved:

"That's fine, it's not in vain for me to worry."

Jing Yuan approached Qian Yanzhi's arms coquettishly, hugged him and said, "Although Father is a man, when Father hugged me last night, he was like my mother. Why don't you call Father, call Mother instead."

Qian Yanzhi's face changed when he heard it: "What are you talking about, you brat, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing Qian Yanzhi's face change, Jing Yuan quickly covered his lips and coughed twice. As expected, Qian Yanzhi no longer attacked him.

However, Qian Yanzhi found that Jing Yuan was playing tricks on him, so he couldn't help but clenched his fists, and was about to strike, but when he saw Jing Yuan's dark eyes looking at him pitifully, he couldn't do it again.

In the end, he could only sigh, and dragged Jing Yuan out of the bedroom to have lunch with Huo Zheng.