The Emperor Has An Illness - Chapter 3

Emperor Jingli didn’t think much about other things when he was having a headache. He just thought that the headache disappeared quickly, and said, “Come here and pour water.”

Liao Qingqing was about to take a step, then stopped, and said, “The emperor, the water is full.”

Emperor Jing Li turned his head and saw that, indeed, he just took a sip, he had to reach out and lift the tea bowl, drank it, and put the tea bowl on the table.

Liao Qingqing immediately stepped forward to pour water for Emperor Jingli.

Emperor Jingli immediately felt a refreshing breath of mind and body.

When he was about to feel it more, Liao Qingqing poured the tea and backed up to the position just now. The pain just hit the emperor Jingli’s head for an instant.

“…” He looked at Liao Qingqing, picked up the tea bowl again, drank it, and then looked at Liao Qingqing.

Liao Qingqing knew that Emperor Jing Li used her as a maid.

Okay, anyway, she’s worth this point, but that’s it.

She stepped forward again to pour water on Emperor Jingli.

Emperor Jingli finished it in one sip.

Liao Qingqing fell again.

Emperor Jingli drink again.

Liao Qingqing fell again.

Emperor Jingli will drink again.

Fusheng, who had just washed his face, saw such a scene as soon as he stood in front of the hall. He was suddenly surprised. Emperor Jing Li, who had never liked tea, actually drank the water poured by Liao Ronghua bowl by bowl.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jingli attached great importance to Liao Ronghua to this position. He will definitely serve Liao Ronghua more carefully in the future. He silently wrote down the matter in his heart and carefully asked: “The emperor, do you want to eat here now? “

After Jing Li drank a cup of water, he nodded and said, “Yeah.”

Fusheng greeted the meal quickly.

Emperor Jingli looked at Liao Qingqing.

Liao Qingqing looked down at the tea bowl.

“No need to fall.” Emperor Jing Li said.

“Yes.” Drink it again, the emperor is afraid that he will become a bucket.

Followed Emperor Jing Li to sit at the table and watched the table full of dishes, such as colored glaze meat, boiled prawns, steamed meat with rice noodles, assorted candied cauliflower, etc., which she couldn’t eat on weekdays.

This is probably a major benefit of the arrival of the emperor.

When she picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the dishes, she suddenly thought that she was sitting next to the most respected person in the world, and she could pinch her to death as soon as she raised her hand.

As a little Rong Hua, what choice does she have?

Of course, she was serving Emperor Jing Li, who was equivalent to a disability. She changed a pair of public chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Emperor Jing Li, and Emperor Jing Li bowed her head to eat.

The two sitting closer together, Emperor Jing Li could smell the faint fragrance of Liao Qingqing’s body, so his head no longer hurts, his appetite came back, and the food was good. He silently ate Liao Qingqing’s folder. Any dishes that come here.

As he ate, he noticed something was wrong. He raised his eyes to Liao Qingqing and found that there were chicken, fish, meat and eggs in Liao Qingqing’s bowl, and most of his bowl was green vegetables, so he turned his eyes to the table.

The nearest to him is a braised vegetable.

He looked at Liao Qingqing again.

Liao Qingqing immersed her head and ate seriously, unlike Liang Guifei and the others, who just tasted it. Like a little hamster, Liao Qingqing silently ate the food in the bowl little by little.

He doesn’t have a headache right now, and he feels comfortable underneath, so he doesn’t care about it. He immersed himself in eating, occasionally picking up some shredded pork, and eating silently. After the end, Emperor Jingli did not leave. He quickly found out one question.

Yesterday he slept next to Liao Qingqing all night, and the next morning he was in excellent spirits. He had no headaches throughout the morning. The headache struck again at noon. As soon as he approached Liao Qingqing, his headaches eased.

Get closer and the headache disappears.

But it can’t last.

Only sleeping together can last.

“The emperor.” Seeing that Emperor Jingli had finished eating, Fusheng thought that Concubine Liang and others wanted to stay with Emperor Jingli to dine with him in the past. Emperor Jingli was reluctant and didn’t want to let the ministers talk. He asked him to make up all kinds of reasons to get away. At this moment, although he felt that Liao Ronghua was different, Emperor Jingli, who had never liked female sex, was drinking tea and eating. He should be tired too. So he said: “The emperor, time It’s getting late, it’s time for your lunch break. In the afternoon, Master Li will report on the construction of the aqueduct.”

“Yeah.” Emperor Jing Li nodded.

Liao Qingqing was overjoyed in her heart, ah, the emperor was finally leaving, she could finally rest well, she missed her bed, missed her iced watermelon, and wanted to paralyze on the bed to enjoy the manual fan of lotus fragrance.

what!

It’s wonderful to think about it.

“I’m here for lunch break.” Emperor Jing Li said suddenly.

Fusheng was surprised, this Liao Ronghua was really different.

Liao Qingqing:? ? ? Eat here, drink here, sleep here, want the harem concubine to kill her? People?

“Let’s go.” Emperor Jing Li said.

Liao Qingqing is indistinct.

“Huh?” Emperor Jing Li turned his eyes to Liao Qingqing.

Liao Qingqing returned to her senses: “What do you command the emperor?”

“Lunch break.”

“My concubine is not sleepy.” Actually, I was very sleepy and wanted to sleep.

“Follow me.”

“???”

Followed Emperor Jing Li into the inner room. When Emperor Jing Li raised his arms, He Xiang moved forward. Emperor Jing Li said, “Go down.”

Liao Qingqing walked outside with Hexiang.

“Liao Ronghua.” Emperor Jing Li called.

Liao Qingqing looked at Emperor Jingli with arms outstretched, had to turn around, walked to Emperor Jingli, helped Emperor Jingli take off his coat, and hung it neatly on the screen next to him, saying: “Hello, my lord. have a rest.”

After that, Liao Qingqing turned and walked outside. He could not sleep on a cool and pleasant bed, but could sleep on the couch outside.

“Liao Ronghua.” Emperor Jingli called again.

Liao Qingqing couldn’t help gritting his teeth, whether the dog emperor was neurotic, thinking so, but he could only smile on his face, smiled and turned his head, softly calling: “The emperor.”

Emperor Jing Li patted the surface of the bed.

Liao Qingqing was full of doubts.

Emperor Jing Li said in a low voice, “Sleep together.”

Sleep with your uncle!

She looked seductive and inviting, and she didn’t lift it up, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, she said: “The emperor’s concubine is not sleepy.”

“No, you are sleepy.”

“My concubine is really not sleepy.”

“I think you are sleepy.”

“???”

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