Green tea sick beauty after whitening

After Qu Changlu returned to the mansion, he ordered someone to take a box of gold, and quietly sent it under the bed of the small broken inn where Su Xuan was currently staying.

Su Xuan looks like a kind person, but in fact he is noble and talented. He has just criticized his hard work to pieces. If he is hit for a while and feels that life is hopeless, it will not be a good idea to wipe his neck or something.

As soon as he got up from the hospital bed, he went out for such a big circle, became an official, and reminded the Song family to avoid disaster. After returning home, he felt dizzy and hurt all over his body, as if he had been severely beaten. After a meal.

He coughed twice, which startled everyone in the yard.

Those who made the bed and swept the floor, those who held the lamps and made supper, all put down what they were doing and rushed out to condolences to Qu Changcheng, a miracle of ancient medicine.

Everyone asked whether the young master was tired outside, whether he could still hold on, whether he wanted to drink medicine and soup, and whether he was freezing.

Qu Zhang returned to the room amidst the love of everyone, and after being waited on and washed, Qu Xiao, who had just come out of the palace, also came to see his eldest son.

He was still wearing a dark official uniform with a cirrus pattern embroidered on his lapel. Obviously, he hadn't had time to go back to his room to change his clothes, and the majesty of the Prime Minister of a country still remained.

Qu Xiao waved his hand, and the people in the room retreated silently. Qu Changlu raised his gaze from the scroll in his hand, and called "Father".

The temperament of the father and son is a bit similar, they are both born cold, but compared to Qu Chang negative's cold and indifferent, Qu Xiao's body is more of a deepness hidden behind peace.

He walked to the bed and put his hand on Qu Changying's forehead for a try, with a look of relief on his face.

"Seeing that you went to the palace banquet today, I was a little surprised. It seems that the disease is really better. How do you feel now, do you still have a headache?"

Qu Xiao's palms were hot, Qu Chang negative slightly turned his head away, and said, "It doesn't hurt, probably because the medicine I took recently is effective, and I don't have a fever anymore."

Qu Xiao slightly nodded: "That's good. I wanted to help you push back the errand of the Ministry of War. Since you are not in serious health problems, then go for a walk."

He pondered for a while: "I have to go out on business in a few days. I'm afraid I'll have to go for more than a month and I won't be able to take care of you. Before I leave, I will help you say hello to the people in the barracks."

Qu Chang said: "Father is worrying."

"As a parent, it is right to take care of your children."

Qu Xiao said: "It's better for you to pay attention to your body than anything else. I have already told Qingchang not to disturb you, don't worry about other things."

Seeing that it was getting late, he said these two sentences, and then took out the scroll in Qu Chang's hand and put it aside:

"Stop reading, go to sleep. I'll leave when you lie down."

Qu Changlu lay down, Qu Xiao tucked the quilt for him with his own hands, blew on the candle beside him, and stood up.

"Father." In the darkness, Qu Changlu suddenly called him, "My condition has improved, do you feel happy?"

Qu Xiao seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said: "You child, you can't get rid of your cranky thoughts. You are my most beloved son, how can father not hope for your health?"

He tapped Qu Changhong's forehead lightly, got up and left.

After Qu Xiao left, Qu Chang negative thought it would be difficult for him to fall asleep, but in fact, even though he was full of thoughts, his physical strength couldn't support him, and he fell asleep after lying on the soft bed for a while.

The consequence of being too tired is that in deep sleep, dreams soon follow.

He seems to have returned to the year when he was 11 years old again. When Shengjia went hunting on the dam, King Li colluded with the three tribes of the grassland to rebel, which was the Shangyao Rebellion.

At that time, Song Taishi was far away at the border, Zhennan Wangjing was guarding the town, and the accompanying troops were limited, so he was caught off guard.

In desperation, the emperor and other ministers changed into ordinary clothes, mixed with the refugees and transferred overnight, preparing to go to Lincheng to find rescuers.

This feeling was very strange, as if his whole body was divided into two halves.

Half of them were like strangers, standing by and staring at the accident coldly, while the other half was still the 11-year-old sickly boy, fleeing with his parents.

He has to keep going, can't stop, can't be afraid, can't turn back.

Because falling behind means death.

The pace was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the blood and pain kept surging in the chest cavity. Every breath brought a tearing pain, and the strength seemed to be drained in the next second.

He was engulfed in the smell of blood and the sound of killing, and his footsteps finally slowed down. Even though he had tried his best, the figure in front of him was still getting farther and farther away.

The danger behind him is like a giant claw that follows everywhere, and the frailty and doomed fate endowed by nature will not be kind because of it.

Everything around him faded away like a tide, and the world fell into a splash of bright red, and he was the only one in the red world.

Panting heavily, he picked up a broken knife on the ground.

The moment his finger touched the handle of the knife, he woke up suddenly.

The sky is getting brighter outside, the morning sun falls on the window lattice, and the birds are singing gracefully outside the window.

Qu Changlu spread his hand, and the golden light fell on his palm, and his fair complexion was dazzling.

The illusory feelings and the reliance on charity from others cannot save the weak, and the fate is only in the hands of oneself.

As long as you hold the knife in your hand, everything will change.

Before going to the Ministry of War to take up his post, Qu Changlu still had a few days, which was enough for him to deal with some of the backlog of affairs on hand.

He has several shops in the capital, which on the surface are used to run business, but in fact they are all hidden information points.

In the past two years, Qu Changlu would go on inspections once or twice, but as he got sicker and sicker, he could only hand over the management to his capable subordinates.

He went around and was generally satisfied, except for one or two shops, because the location was relatively remote, and there were competitors in the same industry around them, so the business was a bit sluggish.

Qu Chang negative walked out of the last restaurant, ready to leave.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw an old acquaintance passing by the alley, dressed like a rich man, with cold and handsome features, it was the prince.

Qi Huiyuan was not a cheerful person, and at this time, something happened to him, and he seemed to be preoccupied, with a gloomy face.

The two guards around him followed him tremblingly, talking vaguely as if they hadn't found anyone.

Qu Changlu was too lazy to go over to pay respects, he paused slightly, and hid behind the wall of the alley, waiting for the other party to pass by.

But at this moment, his shoulder was suddenly pressed from behind, a warm breath was blown behind his ear, and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Qu, who are you hiding from?"

Qu Chang negative turned his head, and what caught his eyes was a gorgeous and sinister face, with phoenix eyes like hooks, and thin lips with a smile.

It's just that the emperor was so capable of giving birth, he escaped the prince, but he couldn't escape the king of Wei.

His Royal Highness King Wei is named Qi Zhan, as the eldest son of the emperor, he has been favored since he was a child.

It's just that his mother and concubine are princesses from foreign lands and relatives, so Wei Wang's blood is not pure, and he is destined not to inherit the throne.

They also had some dealings in the previous life, and Qi Zhan was well-known for being romantic and extravagant. He enjoys wealth and honor on weekdays, loves beauty, and is not jealous of men and women.

And his slutty appearance is to hide his ambition.

Qi Zhan has always been unconvinced by the prince who is behind him. Although it is not easy to compete on the surface, he will always fight for whatever the prince likes, and is committed to adding trouble to his second brother.

When Qu Chang negative saw this face, he easily remembered some "deeds" of the other party.

Once, he and Qi Hui went to Qi Zhan's banquet. At the banquet, he ordered all his concubines and male pets to come out to serve wine to the guests. One of the male pets accidentally splashed Qi Hui's wine while pouring wine. clothes.

At that time, Qi Hui didn't blame him, he casually said a word of comfort and went to change clothes. After the banquet, Qu Changcheng heard that the male pet was thrown by Qi Zhan to his guards to play with, and then he bought into the small hall.

In his eyes, the lives of untouchables are no different from livestock, and all their functions are just food and entertainment.

There were a lot of quarrels between the two of them, but most of them were because Qu Changlu was on Qi Hui's side.

In this life, he has no intention of provoking Qi Zhan for the time being, but he didn't expect the other party to find him by himself.

Qu Chang turned around and saluted: "Your Highness misunderstood, but rest here for a while."

Qi Zhan asked with a smile: "Young Master Qu, do you know me?"

Qu Chang negative said indifferently: "I'm not familiar with you."

While the two were talking, Qi Hui, who was not far away, stopped in his tracks, stood still in front of a bookstall, and looked down.

Qi Zhan glanced back, suddenly lifted Qu Chang's chin, and said in an ambiguous tone: "Young Master Qu is not familiar with this king, but in my opinion, you and His Highness the Crown Prince should have a good relationship? Why, Are you so indifferent to this king?"

Based on his understanding of his younger brother, Qi Hui is deep-minded, cold-hearted, and not close to beauty, and he has never seen anyone in his heart on weekdays.

But to be able to lose control of Qu Zhang, who seldom shows up in front of people, on occasions like palace banquets, Qi Zhan intuitively felt that he would never be as simple as admitting the wrong person.

As long as there is a slight possibility of catching Qi Hui, he is very interested in bothering him.

Facing Qi Zhan's entanglement, Qu Chang's eyebrows were raised slightly, with a half-smile: "Oh, then what does His Highness want?"

He never wronged himself, he raised his arm while speaking, and waved away Qi Zhan's hand pinching his chin unceremoniously.

Qi Zhan looked at Qu Chang negative, only to see that the other party's face was snow-like, with affectionate brows, and his appearance could be called exquisite, and under such close scrutiny, he could not see the slightest flaw.

He actually likes the delicate and soft type, but he couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing because of this haughty and cold temperament.

Originally, he wanted to test the relationship between the other party and Qi Hui to be so irritated, but at this moment, he was really interested in this Mr. Qu.

He was waved away by Qu Changlu, but the whole person got closer, almost pressing him against the wall behind him.

Qi Zhan said threateningly and jokingly: "At the palace banquet that day, the prince lost his composure when he saw you. This king knew there must be something hidden in it. Now it seems that Mr. Qu is beautiful and beautiful, who would not be tempted?" What about it? It doesn’t matter if you’re not familiar with me, if you have a good time with me, you’ll definitely get to know each other very well.”

Qu Chang said: "Here?"

Qi Zhan said: "Why, are you picky, or are you afraid of being heard by the prince?"

"I'm not in good health, I'm worried about the cold."

Qu Chang negative said coldly: "Your Highness is so entangled because he just wants to find out what the relationship between me and the prince is. If that's the case, why not go to the restaurant for a while."

He directly pointed out Qi Zhan's goal, Qi Zhan narrowed his eyes, and glanced sharply at Qu Changying's face.He was not a good-tempered person in the first place, and he was thrown away twice by Qu Changlong, without any pretense, and the smile on his lips was a bit colder.

"It's all right."

When the two came out of the alley, the attendants of the Xiangfu breathed a sigh of relief.

They wanted to follow to protect the young master, but as soon as the young master turned back to the alley, they were stopped by a group of people who appeared suddenly, and they almost raised their hands. They were relieved when they saw Qu Changlong coming out.

Qu Chang said: "It's just to say hello to someone you know, why make such a fuss? I'm going to the restaurant to have a talk, so don't bother me."

No joy or anger could be seen on Qi Zhan's face, he raised his eyelids and gave Qu Chang a negative look, and waved his hands at the people in the palace.

They asked for a private room on the second floor, and the people from the Wang's Mansion went in first to check it carefully, and then retreated. Like the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion, they also went downstairs to drink tea and guard.