Among the conversations carried by the wind, one was mean and wanted to be beaten, and the other coughed from time to time.
Lin Qingge wanted to pretend that he didn't know who the person speaking was, but these two people were so unique that it was really difficult to ignore them.
What's more, Mr. Jiu's friendship with them is something that anyone with eyes can see.
Is he coming here just for Zhou Chenghan who might drink him to death?
She laughed, but she was not worried about the people inside finding out. She smiled and said, "Since Mr. Jiu wants to have a drink and talk with his friend Yuexia, I won't disturb you."
funny.
How big of a palace secret would it be to let a prince, or a prince who was favored by Emperor Zhou, drink too much?
As a woman whose husband was still lying on the bed, it was better for her to stay away.
Otherwise, I might not even know how he died.
Unfortunately, before she could move, the circuit was blocked by Mr. Jiu.
At the same time, a person walked out of the secluded courtyard and said in a rude voice: "Isn't this Madam-in-law? Why bother leaving in a hurry when you're here? Let's put the three of us together, wait until King Qin dies, and call his spirit general It’s enough to carry the coffin together.”
Oh, if he really died here, she didn't know if three people and one ghost could carry the coffin.
But the three of them are living beings who can't escape if they turn into ghosts every second!
"Young madam, let's have a drink together. Ahem...if I can't breathe, you can make me feel more comfortable."
Lin Qingge: "..."
Zhou Chenghan's voice completely stopped her thoughts of running away.
She laughed dryly, walked around Zhou Chenghan, and found that the yard was indeed deserted, and the weeds inside were almost taller than her.
The aloof His Highness the King of Qin was leaning on the grass without any pretense.
No wonder he could be friends with Su Yunting, both of them were a bit bohemian.
but……
"My lord, do you know what it means to live forever?"
"Huh?" Zhou Chenghan obviously didn't understand the meaning of her words, his eyebrows were raised, and there seemed to be a bit of hazy drunkenness in his eyes.
Lin Qingge walked over and knelt down, looked at him and said, "You have asthma. Unclean air can easily irritate your respiratory system. As a result, you went to sit in a dusty courtyard like this. Also, now The season is when pollen spreads, do you really don’t want to live?”
She saw it.
Even if you say you are obedient, this prince will not listen and just tell the truth.
It's best if you can be scared, but if you can't be scared...then let's go to hell together hand in hand.
Anyway, four people, oh no, four ghosts, the road is also lively.
Zhou Chenghan glanced at her and smiled suddenly.
He was very good-looking, the most handsome person Lin Qingge had ever seen when he came here.
It was just the strong illness that gave him a somewhat coquettish feeling.
Especially at this late night when the exposure was deeper, this feeling was even more obvious, but he was completely unaware of it: "If the people around me have such self-consciousness as you, there will be no need to cry every day, otherwise my father and I will report For a moment, how about you work as a doctor in Prince Qin’s Mansion?”
Mr. Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Chenghan with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Lin Qingge didn't have eyes behind her, so she couldn't see what was going on behind her. She gave a fake smile and said, "Your Highness, King Qin, don't talk drunkenly when you're not drunk, okay? Even if you are a prince, you can't just let the ministers' family members come. Are you a current member of your family? Don’t forget, my husband is Chu Nanfeng, the God of War in Dazhou!"
Needless to say, when she said this, she really felt proud.
Although she does not have the determination to shed blood and sacrifice her life in essence, she has a heartfelt respect for the soldiers who shed blood and sweat for the country and the nation.
People like Chu Nanfeng deserve the respect of every citizen of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Zhou Chenghan looked at the expression on her face and blinked, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "You haven't even spoken to him, why are you proud of him?"
"Why am I not proud? He protects Da Zhou and every one of us. Without him, we might still be drinking from the northwest wind."
She was a little tired from squatting, so she simply sat on the floor like Zhou Chenghan: "This kind of person is not worth being proud of. Who is?"
Su Yunting also sat on the ground: "It makes sense, but now he is just..."
"Your enemy was seriously injured, is he not your enemy?"
Without giving him a chance to finish, Lin Qingge interrupted: "Since he is still a hero, why is he no longer a hero when he is injured? Besides, I am confident that he can be cured. Everyone who laughs at him is waiting. Wait for the critical attack when he wakes up!"
Her eyebrows were curved and her eyes were very firm.
Mr. Jiu's eyes became very soft when he looked at her.
No matter what secrets she hides, her protection for Chu Nanfeng has never changed.
He always thought that he was strong enough and did not need the protection of others.
But every time he heard her defending him, he felt the warmth igniting from the bottom of his heart.
This feeling made him greedy.
It's a pity that Lin Qingge didn't know it at all. She raised her chin towards Zhou Chenghan and said, "Your Majesty, they all know very well that you are here. Besides, they find you annoying after hearing you talk too much. Tell me from the beginning. I I don’t dislike you.”
She had a nonchalant look on her face, which made several men present laugh.
Zhou Chenghan took a sip of wine, which triggered a new round of coughing. The wine bottle in his hand was taken away by Su Yunting: "I can't die like this. If you still want to drink, get up and I will take you to the door of the woman's palace."
Lin Qingge's eyes narrowed.
The women living in Jiucheng Palace tonight are either concubines in the harem or the wives of officials from various families.
After all, the only person who has a grudge against Zhou Chenghan, even for his life, is the concubine in the harem, right?
After all, others are not of a sufficient level.
Soon, she imagined a large-scale palace fight drama. She bumped Mr. Jiu beside her with her elbow: "Did King Qin's biological mother die by design?"
Zhou Chenghan coughed and an abnormal blush appeared on his face, and his breathing became a little faster: "She suffered from dystocia during childbirth, killing two people."
The maternal mortality rate is really high in this era.
Even the concubines in the harem could not escape disaster.
If she could gather a group of women and instill in them systematic production knowledge, wouldn't it be able to greatly reduce the casualties in this area?
but……
Women in the harem spend their entire lives trying to give birth to children, and they also have to guard against being murdered during pregnancy.
This is completely beyond the scope of medical skills.
Turning her eyes half a circle, she looked at Zhou Chenghan: "The person who designed the empress is also infected? What do you want me to do?"
Without giving them a chance to answer, she waved her hand: "Impossible. I have the Chu family behind me, and that means hundreds of lives. I won't do this kind of thing!"
"What if this happens?"
Following a rhetorical question, a bright knife was pointed at Lin Qingge's choked throat.
