Chapter 211： Don't tell the emperor

With Nanjun Wenxiang nephrite in his arms, he slept until dawn.

The legendary demon emperor who killed people without blinking an eye and could eat people without putting salt was smiling tenderly while holding his little husband in his arms.

If the ministers saw Nan Jun at this moment, everyone's jaws would drop in shock.

Qiao Yun was woken up by the hands on her body, and Nan Jun's face full of doting was in his eyes.

"emperor?"

The person who was not yet fully awake had no idea what his current situation was, so he just called out subconsciously.

Nan Jun's subordinates exerted a little force, causing the little man to frown slightly and hum in displeasure.

"Isn't the emperor going to court today?"

This was the first time that Qiao Yun saw Nan Min when he opened his eyes. In the past, no matter how he tried to force himself to wake up earlier, when he opened his eyes, she was no longer there.

"Why can't I remember anything after sleeping? Do you want me to help Yun'er recall, and by the way, think about it, what do you want to call me..."

"Hmm... Sister Yu..."

At this moment, Qiao Yun seemed to have finally remembered the words of Jiao Yin's father-in-law, bit his lips in a hurry, and secretly glanced at the sky outside, his pretty face was even scarier.

No matter how Qiao Yun thought about it, he couldn't believe that those words that asked the emperor to favor him came from his own mouth.

Not only did the emperor not blame him for being arrogant, but he even said that he liked him...

Thinking of the words she whispered in his ear last night, he still feels flushed.

"Is it because I didn't work hard enough that Yun'er has time to think wildly?"

"No...not...Emperor...no...Sister Yu, Zao Chao..."

"The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

"Nonsense...Nonsense, how could Yun'er be so charming and seduce the Lord?"

"Then start confusing today!"

Nan Jun had waited for this day for too long, if she had seen his thoughts early in the morning, why would she have waited until today.

Because of Qiao Yun's favor, Li's life in Qiao's mansion was much easier.

Qiao Jufang often went to see him, and he loved staying in the west courtyard more and more.

Qiao Zhengjun was angry, but he didn't want to offend Li Shi because he wanted Qiao Yun to recommend Qiao Ziling to the palace.

With the nourishment of the rain and dew, Qiao Yun became more and more charming, and he was the only one in the harem.

Lin Nuo'er was punished for confinement, and Fang Shenyan never went out. In this huge harem, Qiao Yun was the only master who could speak.

"Master, I have already contacted Agui from the imperial kitchen and handed over the item to him."

Xiao He hurried into the hall, and whispered in Lin Nuo'er's ear.

"Is it safe?"

Lin Nuoer asked slightly worried.

"This Ah Gui is a **** that the Patriarch buried in the palace early in the morning. His family members are all in the Lin Mansion, so he can be trusted."

In order to be able to go out earlier, Lin Nuo'er tried her best.

Finally, when he couldn't sit still, the Lin family outside the palace sent a dark line buried in the palace to contact him, which could help him.

Lin Nuo'er was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, how could she have the thought of planning for herself.

He only blamed Qiao Yun for his falling out of favor, wishing he could kill Qiao Yun.

It's just that Qiao Yun is in the limelight now, and Lin Nuoer has no other options.

"That's good. I only hope that Agui will succeed in one fell swoop and solve the serious problem in my heart as soon as possible."

Lin Nuoer gritted her teeth.

"Don't worry! The emperor will order people to cook a bowl of ginseng soup for Dejun every day. As long as Ah Gui puts the medicine in the ginseng soup, no one will hinder your eyes again."

Both the master and the servant had unconcealable pride on their faces, Lin Nuo'er thought from the bottom of her heart that as long as Qiao Yun died, the emperor would belong to him.

"Master, it's time for soup."

Qinghu came in with the same ginseng soup as in the past, and said to Qiao Yun who was dozing on the soft couch.

Qiao Yun covered his mouth and yawned. Perhaps it was summer and he felt more and more sleepy.

"I used too much for breakfast, I'm not hungry yet!"

Qiao Yun got up slowly, and Ah Xi immediately squatted down to help him put on his shoes.

"The emperor loves the master very much. He ordered the imperial dining room to prepare this soup every day. The improvement of the master has improved a lot!"

Qinghu put the soup bowl on the table, looked at Qiao Yun with a smile and said.

His master is gentle and gentle, no one in the palace does not envy him.

Qinghu also thinks that he is lucky, and he has a good life with a good master.

Therefore, in taking care of Qiao Yun's diet and daily life, Qinghu paid more attention to it.

With a smile on his face, Qiao Yun came to the table and picked up the bowl of ginseng soup that he drank every day.

It's just that for some reason, today's Qiao Yun turned sideways and vomited when he smelled that smell.

Qinghu hurriedly stepped forward to take the soup bowl, and Ah Xi also ran over to support Qiao Yun, gently following his back.

"What's going on here?"

Ah Xi looked at Qiao Yun worriedly, could there be something wrong with this soup?

Qiao Yun waved his hand indifferently, and said, "The weather is too hot, and this soup is too strong, I really don't want to drink it."

There was a sour feeling in his stomach, and Qiao Yun didn't even want to look at the soup.

"But the master is weak, the emperor ordered this soup to be taken on time every day."

Qinghu is an obedient child, as long as he is ordered by his superiors, he will remember them clearly and accurately.

"It's so clear, let's forget about the soup today, don't tell the emperor!"

Qiao Yun didn't want Nanjun to worry about him, so he asked him to go on first.

"Yes."

Qinghu reluctantly agreed, and felt distressed when he looked at the soup.

This soup is made from century-old ginseng, what a waste!

Suddenly there was a teasing laugh from outside the door: "What are you keeping from me?"

Nan Jun walked in at a leisurely pace, with a rare smile on his face.

Everyone knows that the emperor only behaves like this when facing Mr. Qiao De.

Qiao Yun turned his face away awkwardly, but he was afraid that Nan Jun would force him to drink the astringent bowl of ginseng soup.

Nan Jun glanced at the bowl on the table, then looked at Qiao Yun's dodging gaze, and guessed a thing or two.

"Why don't you want to drink soup today?"

Nan Jun sat beside Qiao Yun in a good-tempered manner, gently wrapped his arms around his body and asked.

Qiao Yun's drooping eyelashes trembled before a few words came out of his mouth.

"I don't know why, but I feel a little sick when I smell it."

"Disgusting?" Nan Jun grasped Qiao Yun's wrist, and then shouted to Su Chang'an outside, "Physician Xuan."

"Master, what's the matter?"

Qinghu turned pale with fright, and asked hastily, regardless of Nan Jun's identity.

Ah Xi also looked at Nan Jun nervously, waiting for her to speak.

"You'll know when the doctor arrives."

Nan Jun only has a little knowledge of medical skills, and this pulse questioning is still a bit late, she is not sure yet, and she doesn't want to disturb Qiao Yun's heart by talking too much.