Your Majesty, don't worry

"I will sit here and listen to you slowly, and say what you want to say." Qi Yan said lightly.

The people on the ground moved a bit, raised their heads, looked at the emperor, and said in a hoarse voice: "The emperor's symptoms are about to recur."

Qi Yan's expression froze suddenly, his eyes turned cold.

"There will be chaos in Xingyuan Town..." he said to himself.

It seemed crazy, and none of the words were clear, but when you took the words apart and looked at them, you felt that every sentence was not finished.

The jailer poured a basin of cold water on him, except that Duan Xuan shivered, but it didn't appear that he was sober.

"Want to die? It's not like that. Want to live? You can't live." Qi Yan interrupted him, "Cut off a toe every day, don't let him die, let's hang out first."

After that, get up and leave.

Duan Xuan looked at him with a complicated smile in his eyes.

As soon as Qi Yan returned to Nuanxin Pavilion, Liu Fu stepped in and said in panic: "Master Su sent a chicken over here, it's alive."

"Ok?"

"It was sent to the Su residence by the emperor a few days ago, and this old slave can recognize it. The feet of those chickens are all painted red."

"Did someone go to the Su Mansion to spread rumors?"

"Don't dare, who would dare." Liu Fu was very firm, and resolutely let go.

Qi Yan rubbed his temples and said, "Go to the Su Mansion."

Su Qingbai was bored and was making orange lanterns. Ma San had to eat three catties of oranges a day in the dyeing workshop before he died. These oranges were specially brought from Xingyuan Town.

After Ma San died, there were a lot of oranges left over, but no one in the house liked to eat them, so Huang Lu peeled the orange flesh and fed it to the chickens, but the chickens wouldn't eat them either.

Su Qingbai took an orange peel and found a small candle, and made an exquisite lamp.

Qi Yan pushed the door open and came in, bringing in a gust of cold wind, and the candle flame flickered.

Su Qing's white eyes reflected the candlelight, very bright.

"Huh? The injury is not healed, you should rest more." Qi Yan said with a frown.

"The emperor is diligent in government and loves the people, and takes care of everything, so don't bother the emperor." Su Qing said flatly without raising her head.

This tone really made him angry, and Qi Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"I haven't approved any papers in the past two days."

Qi Yan sat in front of Su Qingbai and wanted to pick up his orange lantern, but Su Qingbai snatched it away first.

"At night, I have a long talk with the Minister of Dali Temple all night long, and during the day I have a happy chat with the new scholar. What papers do I want to approve?"

Qi Yan: "..."

As soon as this section came out, I knew it was Lu Chan again.It is irrefutable to add oil and vinegar in this way.Lu Chan didn't go to the teahouse to tell stories, it's a shame.

"I let you enter the palace and you didn't go. If you were here, no matter what Dali Temple minister or new champion, the gate of the palace would not let you in."

"My fault?"

Su Qingbai looked at him without blinking.

"My fault." Qi Yan conceded.

While talking, Huang Lu came in with a food box, he carefully put the yam porridge on the table and left, closing the door behind him.

Qi Yan glanced at the porridge without even a little bit of meat, and said, "Just eat this?"

"Well, just eat this, every day, for a year. Naturally, it can't compare with the emperor's delicacies." Su Qingbai felt resentful in her heart, and vigorously shook the orange lantern in her hand. With a "hiss", the wax oil spilled onto the palm of his hand.

Qi Yan quickly took down the orange lamp, grabbed Su Qingbai's hand and blew gently on his palm, the wax oil quickly condensed into frost.

Su Qing's fair and thin skin turned red.

Qi Yan applied the medicine on him with ease, and said while applying the medicine, "There is a dim sum shop on Ningde Street. The thin-skinned dumplings are delicious, better than the one you ate in Hejian Town back then."

He picked up the velvet cloak and wrapped Su Qingbai tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes.