Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

It was snowing heavily in the entire imperial city, but the Chaoyang Palace was as warm as spring. The woman on the throne was beautiful and lonely, holding a scroll of memorials with her slender fingers, silent.

The beauty is breathtaking, but no one dares to take a second look.

The ministers have finished their discussions, and there is only this last report left, and they don't know what to do with it—officials in southern Fujian found out that the female monarch's old department is gathering to lobby the border generals to come to Beijing to rescue her.

There was news from the palace that it was the national teacher who released the queen from the prison, but I don't know if it was because of this.

The ministers had different hearts, and it took a long time to hear the first booklet being thrown on the desk with a slap, and the cold voice said without any emotion: "We will discuss this matter later, you all go back first."

Everyone was stunned, it was not strangulation but shelving, but after all no one dared to question this powerful national teacher and quietly retreated.

After the maids and eunuchs also retreated together, Shi Qingyi leaned back in the chair, hugged the stove and rubbed the center of her brows, feeling a headache.

It was her aunt, Li Yue's eldest princess Xu Wan who was still running around outside for Xu Zhaosu. According to the original copy, she should have directly sent someone to kill Xu Wan, cutting off the last trace of concern in Xu Zhaosu's heart.

It was also when Xu Wan died, and Xu Zhaosu, who had no relatives, finally went mad and escaped from the imperial city desperately. The soldiers approached the city and burned her to death.

But now, she doesn't dare to commit suicide like this, frantically adding hatred to herself.

Assassinate Xu Wan, anger Xu Zhaosu, and die quickly; let Xu Wan go alone, and wait for others to entangle with power, and die quickly.

"What should I do?" Shi Qingyi looked up at the sky, completely unwilling to choose between the two.

The system is indifferent: "There are still 28 days."

Shi Qingyi: "..."

I knew I couldn't count on you.

Standing at the top of a country's power, there are too many things that are out of the ordinary. When Shi Qingyi finally dealt with all the things, it was already the time when the willows were on the moon, and it was still snowing heavily all day. When she walked to Mingze Hall, it was already dark. Sihe, four-cornered palace lanterns were hung outside the hall, giving off a warm gleam in the cold snowy night.

She stayed at the gate of the palace for a long time, and when she walked in, the side door was slightly opened. The girl inside was leaning on the soft couch with lowered brows and eyes, her glass-like eyes were dim at the moment, her black hair was disheveled, and she was supported by someone to feed her medicine.

Shi Qingyi raised his brows slightly, isn't this drug boy who was frightened all night yesterday, but he opened up a relationship and served him closely in one day, he really deserves to be a secret guard who has been trained for a long time.

Seeing her coming, everyone hurriedly saluted, but she brushed her away with her hand, and did not go in, just stood at the door of the hall and watched quietly.

The drug boy quietly touched the thin female gentleman's wrist in an unknown corner, the pale wrist bone stiffened for a moment, and the little knuckle trembled unconsciously.

Shi Qingyi pretended to glance casually, and the protruding part was a piece of blue and purple chilblain, winding all the way to the bottom of the cuff.

Compared with the previous few years, Mingze Hall has not changed much, except that the furnishings of tables and chairs are a bit older, and several stoves are burned on the ground, so it doesn’t feel cold even if the hall door is opened to let in the wind. Everyone is silent, only that The blind girl didn't know anything and was still drinking the medicine bit by bit.

Drinking a bowl is not enough, there are others, when the person brought it up, the eyebrows frowned slightly, I wonder if he was in a hurry, and he choked on it, the national teacher who had been silent all this time seemed to subconsciously take two steps forward , and stopped suddenly when it was close at hand.

The back of Xu Zhaosu's hands tensed unconsciously, and he tilted his head and asked hoarsely, "Who?"

Although she could not see, she could hear footsteps.

The people around were trembling and did not dare to answer. While the candle was flickering, the phoenix eyes of Master Guoshi were so cold that people shivered. After a long while, someone replied tremblingly: "Yes... it is the imperial physician, come to ask for your majesty's pulse." .”

Shi Qingyi didn't dare to move, she glanced at the imperial physician beside her, and the imperial physician hurriedly staggered forward to ask for the pulse of the weak person, taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Qingyi slowly backed away until she completely exited the hall.

Xu Zhaosu's eyes didn't move, his slender and pale fingers clenched his sleeves subconsciously, carefully distinguishing the slight sound from the chaotic footsteps, when the footsteps completely exited the hall, his eyes were slightly cold, and he was soon caught by the crow's feather-like Long eyelash coverage conceals under-eye emotions.

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The lights were flickering, the wind and snow were blowing from the eaves, shaking the candles in the room, after drinking the medicine, the night was dark, Xu Zhaosu was weak and went to bed early, but the palace still sent a little maidservant to continue the fire and dare not stop.

It was night, and the little maid who was watching the night finally couldn't help but fell asleep in the outer hall. The people who had already slept early quietly opened their eyes. There was no emotion in their empty eyes, only a chill that made people feel chills down their spines.

After a long time, a hoarse sound came out: "She left?"

The drug boy kneeling by the couch glanced outside, and said in a low voice: "I left after midnight, and stood outside for more than an hour."

But he didn't come in, just looked at His Majesty from a distance in the wind, and couldn't see his thoughts clearly.

——I don’t know if I’m thinking of some malicious ideas again.

The heavy snow outside the window mixed with the cold wind slapped on the window lattice, one can imagine how strong the wind was, Xu Zhaosu continued to ask: "Have you returned to Yuming Palace?"

"No," Yaotong shook his head wonderingly, "I just went to the study next door to rest, so I probably still worry about you."

The Mingze Palace has not been tidied up for a long time, the main hall is dilapidated, the study has long been dilapidated, how could someone like Shi Qingyi condescend to be here, he must be worried about His Majesty, and must always monitor His Majesty's movements.

Chaotic thief!

Xu Zhaosu closed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, he heard a hoarse question: "What else did she say?"

The medicine boy scratched his head, and said in a puzzled way: "Just to make sure that we don't get too hot when we serve the medicine next time, and..."

"Also, let me prepare some sour plums next time I drink the medicine."

Yaotong didn't know why, and he didn't know why the queen on the couch suddenly clenched her hands hidden under the brocade quilt, tightly clenched the bed curtain, and almost felt out of breath for a moment.

When Shi Qingyi intended to participate in politics, she rejected it under the persuasion of all the officials, which made Shi Qingyi displeased, and walked away on the spot in the court hall. It means blatantly not letting in.

Before meeting Shi Qingyi, she never felt that she would have such an embarrassing day as the Ninth Five-Year Lord, such a day when she was so desperate.

For such a person, I was able to stand outside the palace gate and wait for two hours in the snowy winter months, just because I was afraid that she would get angry and wanted to see her.

She always remembered that the snow fell very heavily that day, and the door opened suddenly when she almost couldn't stand and fell down in the middle of the night. The beautiful woman was only wearing a snow-white cloak, her long hair was loose behind her, and she was standing at the door holding a palace lantern. Walking out slowly: "Why is Your Majesty still here?"

The voice was cold and clear, like the white snow that winter that year.

She didn't have the strength to speak, and when Shi Qingyi came out, she had exhausted all her strength, and she collapsed with nothing in front of her eyes.

But she didn't fall into the snow, someone threw a lamp and came to catch her.

When she woke up, she was already in the side hall of the Yuming Temple. The Yuming Temple, which has always been forbidden for strangers to enter, was opened for her for the first time. The cold-looking woman was sitting on the side of the couch in only single clothes, her long hair piled up on her snow-white shoulders, and her slender fingers He took a book, looked at it with lowered eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty is awake."

If it wasn't for the copper basin beside the couch, she might really have believed that Shi Qingyi didn't care about her.

Before she woke up, she clearly felt that someone was wiping her sweating forehead with a wet towel.

This person is always like this, even though his face is always cold and unapproachable, in some details, people can always feel a trace of imperceptible tenderness, so the female monarch who has traveled through the world fell for him and handed over the whole world to make her laugh.

That bitter wait made the golden and noble female monarch seriously ill. She stayed in Yuming Palace for as long as she was sick. The medicine she drank was extremely bitter. After finishing the medicine, I found a few sour plums on the plate beside me.

The girl in white didn't look sideways, quietly looked at her book, and said indifferently: "It's just that I want to eat sour plums these two days. If your majesty doesn't like it, take it away."

The wind and snow had stopped, and the setting sun after the snow fell on the woman's cold eyebrows and eyes, and her fair and exquisite earlobes seemed to be faintly stained with a hint of crimson.

Where can you not be happy?It was because she was so happy that she was allowed to participate in politics the next day, which was unprecedented in hundreds of years.

Now it seems that everything is so like a well-planned play hard to get, carefully arranged every step of the way.

The drug boy was still talking in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I don't know what's going on with the eldest princess. It is said that news has spread to the imperial city. If something happens to the eldest princess, you have to leave the palace immediately—"

The female gentleman closed her eyes tightly and forced a voice through her teeth: "The plan remains unchanged."

Outside the window, the wind and snow were rushing, and there was a sound of knocking on people's hearts. On the other side of the wall, Shi Qingyi raised her head and rubbed the center of her brows.

His hands were frozen and stiff, he couldn't move, and even his movements were sluggish.

The heavy snow in February turned out to be so cold, was it also the same when Xu Zhaosu was waiting for her outside?

Wait until your heart sinks.