When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Su Mingxiu didn't respond to the little emperor, but with Xiao Miyun's current ability, as long as she doesn't want to, no one can force her back to the palace from this place.

Besides, before she left, she had already made arrangements for the capital, and the imperial army was in the hands of Sun Feiyan. She completely handed over the rear area to General Sun, and she firmly believed that General Sun would definitely kill all budding dangers for her.

As for Cheng Qing.

Now that she has made her way to the top of the cabinet, she still wears men's clothes on weekdays and has not revealed her identity to others.

Therefore, in the eyes of the outside world, during the period when the emperor was not in court, Wen was led by Cheng Qing, and Wu was controlled by Sun Feiyan. These two men, a man and a woman, helped each other from one place to another, and managed Xiao Zhou in order for the emperor. .

Before Xiao Miyun left, he had a secret conversation with Cheng Qing. Although he did not explicitly say that he was going to leave Beijing, Cheng Qing had already heard her implication, gave her a meaningful look, and then responded lightly. : "The minister will live up to His Majesty's entrustment."

After a pause, she added, "May Your Majesty get what you want."

The kitten taught by her has grown up long ago and turned into a fierce tiger in the deep mountains. People can't help but pluck their beards at will, so they can only watch from a distance to see the fierce tigers running wildly in the deep mountains.

It was this sentence that caused the little emperor's expression to change instantly. She first wondered if the news about herself and Su Mingxiu had already been spread, and after thinking about it for a while, she relaxed and leaned back on the dragon chair, "Getting... what I wish? "

"Even you know what I want, but she..." She finished speaking in a low voice, and laughed to herself. After a long time, she waved her hand and signaled the palace servants beside her to send Cheng Qing out for her. -

Maybe it was because the light in the room was too dark. When she walked out of the room, the little emperor faced the direct sunlight and realized how bright the light outside was, which even made her eyes moist.

She smelled a strong sour smell in the air. It was the smell of the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army killing the area day after day. Other patients were lying in tents far away. When the important person came, those who could get up only dared to watch from a distance at the door of the tent, and did not dare to approach, for fear of passing on their sickness to her.

Thinking that the king of Zhenbei had been advancing and retreating with them these days, and never went out after entering this area, those people knelt down spontaneously, kowtowed in the direction of the little emperor, and kowtowed.

They didn't know that the person who came was the emperor, but they instinctively wanted to ask every passing, powerful person to look down at themselves and give them a chance.

The little emperor asked people to invite those people to stand up, "No merit, no reward."

She said, "The one who saved them was not I, but King Zhenbei."

It's just that from the weight of those frail people kneeling down, she also felt the pressure on her shoulders, and gradually understood what kind of emperor Su Mingxiu wanted her to be.

But Su Mingxiu did better than her.

This king of Zhenbei must have seen more things like this and saved more people than her. Why didn't she sit on the throne herself?

Unknowingly, the little emperor walked to the medicine decoction area. When he saw the hundreds of stoves emitting billowing smoke, he stood on the wasteland. With tears in their eyes, they still insisted on controlling the fire with their cattail fans.

Most of those who were infected by the plague first passed it on to their family members.Therefore, there are not many family members of the survivors in the decoction area, and most of them are other people in the city.

However, if you come here to decoct medicine, you can also use work as a substitute for food, so that you will not have nowhere to go, become a refugee and drift to other cities, and go to a strange place to be a beggar where everyone shouts and beats you.

So they all worked pretty hard.

In these carbon-colored expressions, the little emperor with reddish eye sockets was really nothing.

Because she was surrounded by soldiers with swords, those who were busy only glanced at her, and then hurriedly looked away, not daring to offend.

She stood here for a while, ordered a doctor who came with her, and asked him, "Which one here is the medicine for King Zhenbei?"

The imperial physician led her to another place, and reported to Xiao Miyun alone the prescription that was now confirmed to Zhenbei, and took the initiative to wrap the lid of the casserole with a cloth, so that the little emperor could check the medicine that was being boiled inside.

Xiao Miyun stared at the dark, bubbling liquid medicine, after a while, he suddenly dismissed the maid who was guarding the medicine furnace, and said, "Leave this to me."

People here are fluctuating, and she doesn't want to publicize her identity.So she also changed her name, and the soldiers and imperial physicians around her knew each other naturally and cooperated with her.

The maid was wiped out by the plague and had no way out, so she was going to cook medicine outside in order to make a living.

But the people above saw that she looked good and her hands and feet were still smooth, so they asked her to be responsible for the medicine here alone, but in order to prevent her from wandering, they didn't say who the medicine was supplied to her.

Now seeing a girl who was surrounded by stars coming over, dressed more luxuriously than herself, the fabric was more beautiful than the clouds in the sky, she couldn't help lowering her head, pinching the hem of her clothes nervously.But he still fought for himself timidly and in a low voice:

"Yes... am I not doing well enough?"

"No," Xiao Miyun heard it clearly, and comforted her with a smile, "You've done a good job, it's just something related to her, I... I don't want to do it to others."

The people standing behind her all stared at her, pretending not to hear what she said.

The maid had no choice but to step aside, after all, she hadn't been taught to look at the medicine stove honestly, but now she didn't know what to do when she moved away, so she just stood behind Xiao Miyun and watched her movements , After a while, remind her in a low voice that she should add some medicinal materials that were added later.

Xiao Miyun didn't put on airs, just being a beginner modestly, reminding himself in a low voice from the side, for a while it was "use more force, the fire is low", and for a while it was "you are wrong, you should..." -

When Su Mingxiu waited for her medicine for this meal, it was half an hour later than usual.

The curtain at the door of the house was lifted, and the strong smell of medicine leaked in. It was an obvious burnt smell. Su Mingxiu, who was reading a book, moved his nose. The moment he smelled this smell, he wanted to trance. The book was dropped and went into the kitchen to fight the fire.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, looked up towards the door, and saw Xiao Miyun coming in with a tray, the cloak she wore when she came in was gone, and there were some gray marks on the sleeves.

When she got closer, Su Mingxiu realized that her hair had been combed again, and the bundled hair was a little curly.And she lowered her head, caring that the tray was only half filled with the medicine in the porcelain bowl.

"Tude."

One beep.

The boiled traditional Chinese medicine was placed on the table next to him, and the little emperor pretended to be innocent and slapped himself, pretending not to care, and casually mentioned, "Today, I changed a new maid for decoction for you. You are clumsy, but fortunately I saw it in time and saved this half bowl for you."

Saying that, Xiao Miyun gently raised his chin, like a little peacock trying to keep its tail from curling up, "No need to thank you, just drink."

Su Mingxiu: "..."

She was silent for a rare moment, and then she curled her lips suddenly, showing a helpless smile, put the book aside, raised her hand to take the medicine bowl, and just handed it to her lips, but was interrupted by the little emperor who was always staring at her :"etc."

Xiao Miyun originally just wanted to test whether she could drink it, but she didn't expect her to be so straightforward. Thinking of her appearance when she was coughing up blood, she suddenly worried that the half bowl of scorched Chinese medicine would be good or bad for her. The few remaining lives of the Northern King of Zhenbei were worsened——

"If not, I'll find another person to fry for you..."

"No need." Su Mingxiu stopped following her words earlier, and before she finished speaking, she responded briefly, and immediately raised her head and swallowed all the medicine in the bowl.

Rolling her throat a few times, Su Mingxiu put the empty bowl with the residue beside her. Not a single ray of liquid medicine spilled out, but her lips were still stained a little darker.

Xiao Miyun stared at her nervously, "How does it taste?"

The person who finished drinking the medicine looked at her with a half-smile, and after a while, under the worried eyes of the little emperor, the smile on the corner of his lips widened, but he uttered two very merciless words: "It's hard to drink."

After a pause, she added, "It's worse than usual."

"Uh..." The apprehension in Xiao Miyun's heart disappeared without a trace, she was thinking why this bowl of traditional Chinese medicine could not make Su Mingxiu dumb.

Seeing the changing expression on the little emperor's face, Su Mingxiu suddenly thought of the appearance of the fish in the last world when he was cooking. At that time, Su Hui also liked to attribute the failure to the mismatch between the ingredients and the heat. When he finds that the food is so bad that it cannot be saved, he will pretend to push the plate closer to Su Mingxiu unintentionally.

Moreover, she should use emotion and reason to persuade Su Mingxiu to prove her love for her with her attitude.

Seeing her smiling so happily, the little emperor, who was originally angry in his heart, couldn't help wondering whether her answer just now was lying to him.

But picking up the medicine bowl and smelling it, I still felt that I couldn't accept it. I was depressed for a while, and muttered: "It tastes so bad and you laugh so happily?"

Masochist?

Su Mingxiu didn't miss her action of picking up the bowl and sniffing quietly just now, and when the smile faded, she responded slowly in her heart, because she liked it.

I also like it when it is hard to drink.

At this point in her thoughts, she restrained her expression, showing a bit of tiredness on her face, "Don't let this new decoction tomorrow."

"I see." The little emperor waved his sleeves and wanted to leave with a gloomy expression.

Unexpectedly, before she stepped out of the room, she heard a sentence coming out slowly from behind, "Little girl has such beautiful hair, if I let the fire burn for a few days, I'm afraid it will all be gone."

The little emperor didn't understand what she said, and the color in his eyes was so dark that water could be wrung out.

For a moment, she only felt that Su Mingxiu was promiscuous, and even cared about the hair of a girl she had never met before, so she replied subduedly, "The king of Zhenbei is really open-minded, and he has people in the world in his heart." Zhou's people are all accommodated, but she alone can't pretend to be the emperor! -

The little emperor could not spend the night in this separated area, and was invited alone to the king's tent in a nearby military camp at night.

The palace attendant who came along helped her wash, and when she was about to fall asleep, untied her hair and combed her hair slowly with a wooden comb. For some reason, she suddenly said in a distressed voice: "Your Majesty, the king of all gold, Body, next time you should stay away from such dangerous places as the kitchen. When I groomed you in the afternoon, I already took care of this lock of hair for you. It is still very dry. .”

The little emperor, who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror with his eyes closed, suddenly asked, "What?"

The palace man held the burnt curly hair in his palm and held it in front of her.

Xiao Miyun looked down for a while. In the afternoon, she was full of thoughts about delivering medicine to Su Mingxiu, and she didn't care about her dressing and dressing at all. Now that she was reminded by the waiter, she understood everything immediately.

She got up without saying a word, and ran towards the direction outside the tent.

The palace servants were so frightened that they immediately chased him out, calling at a loss: "Your Majesty!"

Xiao Miyun walked so fast that the palace servants trotted to catch up to her with the windproof cloak, and hid her long hair and figure under the wide cloth. Seeing her running towards the epidemic area again, they could only hurry. He hastily wrapped the face scarf around her, begging and persuading her to take care of her dragon body.

But she didn't care, it was just that Xingye broke into the room where Su Mingxiu was, and when the curtain was lifted, King Zhenbei, who had heard the movement outside, sat up with the quilt on his face, and smiled casually, "I don't know if the emperor reappeared late at night." What is there to do?"

"Come back to the capital with me."

The person who came in took off his cloak, looked at her direction with burning eyes, his throat was tight, he didn't know if he ran too fast on the way here, or he was infected by his brewing emotions.

Xiao Miyun choked up slightly and said, "Su Mingxiu, I'll take you home, okay?"