Feng Chao suddenly took off his clothes. Nan Qing almost thought that he wanted to act like a beast at this time, but when he looked carefully, he found that there was no lust in Feng Chao's eyes.
The tyrant's eyes were not as cold as usual, but instead had a little more warmth.
Feng Chao took off all his clothes, shoes and socks, and then went to bed quietly.
The beauty wrapped in quilt on the bed stared at him doubtfully, with a dull look on her face.
Feng Chao: "I'm so sick."
"..."
You are stupid.
Nan Qing lay motionless and refused to move his seat.
Feng Chao could only step over and sleep inside.
Generally, concubines slept outside because it was convenient for them to serve the king and serve him tea and water in the middle of the night.
But Feng Chao didn't like it. The few times he slept on the same bed with her, Feng Chao always stayed outside, as if he was afraid that she would be bad for him.
This time she was sick, so he gave her some food.
Feng Chao stepped over to sleep inside, and stretched out his arms to hug Nan Qing, saying: "You are a little hot now. I am cold, so I will stay close to you to cool you down."
Logically speaking, a man's body should be hotter, but during this time together, Nan Qing and Feng Chao felt cold and often had headaches.
Feng Chao's body was so cold that Nan Qing pressed against him and didn't want to leave.
Feng Chao held her waist with his hands, a small section, and couldn't help but gently knead her belly. It was so soft and warm, much warmer than usual, like a small hand stove.
A hand was touching his stomach, and Nan Qing's itching and sleepiness disappeared.
Nan Qing was helpless: "Your Majesty, could you please stop touching my belly? It's itchy."
Feng Chao raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you call yourself a slave?"
"Today, Your Majesty makes me the virtuous concubine, the first of the four concubines. I should call myself my own concubine, and I should call myself my concubine in front of you, but I cannot call myself a slave. How can the virtuous concubine of Nanling be a slave?" Her voice was cold because of the wind.
With a little nasal voice, she said softly and lazily: "I'm tired, I don't want to say the word "concubine", I, I, I..."
She closed her eyes and leaned on his chest to talk, looking vulnerable and defenseless.
Every time she made a sound, Feng Chao felt a slight vibration in his chest, which was numb and numb.
Feng Chao touched her hair and put his hand against her forehead to cool her down.
"Then call me, I give you permission today."
"Your Majesty, you are in a good mood? Not only did you come to see me, but you also treated me so well tonight. Did something good happen to make Your Majesty so happy? He was so happy that he suddenly made me your concubine."
A good king is one who doesn't show his emotions or anger.
Feng Chao also doesn't like others to see how he feels.
But tonight he was a little more public.
Feng Chao hugged her a little tighter: "Do you know who I hate the most?"
"Master National Preceptor."
"You are very smart, do you know why?"
"Because he controls half of the government? Is it a threat to His Majesty's position?" Nan Qing opened his eyes and looked up at him.
Feng Chao knocked on her forehead: "You're stupid."
"..." Nan Qing touched his head, lay down and continued to close his eyes and listen.
"Actually, your answer is right. He controls half of the government affairs and makes me constrained in my actions. He threatens my status. He is more popular than me."
"But the Imperial Master is not the emperor, your Majesty is." Nan Qing raised his head: "If you don't like him, kill him."
Feng Chao's eyes were dark: "Kill him?"
"Yes, those who are annoying should be killed." Nan Qing closed his eyes and said slowly: "Those who bully others, those who are annoying, and those who threaten us should be killed."
"You keep saying kill, do you know what it feels like to kill?" Feng Chao slowly played with her long hair, his movements were extremely gentle, as if he was loving his beloved little pet.
"You know, I have killed more than one person."
Feng Chao didn't believe it and touched her soft belly with one hand, "How can you kill someone if you are so small and soft?"
"You don't have to be tall and strong like Your Majesty to kill people. I have my own way of killing people." Nan Qing was a little sleepy, but he still muttered: "You can drug him, you can frame him, you can lie.
Get close and stab him unprepared..."
Every time she said a word, that kind of picture would appear in Feng Chao's mind.
The protagonist in the picture is not Nan Qing, but the young Feng Chao.
Feng Chao also killed many people, and he killed many people when he was a hostage in Beiling.
How does a young boy kill someone? He has used drugs, stabbed people late at night, pushed people into the lotus pond, and falsely accused them of stealing.
Sure enough, weak people all kill people in the same way.
"Why did you kill those people?" Feng Chao lowered his head and gently rubbed the top of her hair with his thin lips.
Nan Qing felt that the medicine the imperial doctor gave her should have a calming effect, otherwise how could she be so sleepy?
There is a tyrant next to her, and he is obviously emotionally sensitive now. She should be fully prepared to deal with it.
The beauty was sleepy, her eyelashes were drooped, and her expression was dull.
No matter how Feng Chao played with her, it was like playing with a stuffed animal, and she wouldn't struggle to resist.
"Because they bullied me, took away my food, took away my clothes, and tricked me into meeting some people. My innocence was almost exposed... They all bullied me, so I killed them, and I came to Nanling
, I thought that when I got here, fewer people would bully me, but in the end, some people still bullied me..."
Her whole body was like a small stove, getting hotter and hotter.
Feng Chao noticed something was wrong, sat up and took the person into his arms to check.
Listening to her intermittent words, although the words were a bit vague and confusing, Feng Chao still clearly understood what she meant.
She is so beautiful, and those who were trained together will definitely be jealous of her. Many people bully her.
All those people were killed by her, and she went through a lot of hardships to get to Nanling.
Like him, many people bullied him, so he killed those people and went through all kinds of hardships before returning to Nanling.
But when he returned to Nanling, no one would bully him.
Feng Chao lowered his head: "Who bullied you in Nanling? You have good food and drink every day, you live in the best palace, and so many people are waiting on you, why are you aggrieved?"
Feng Chao felt a little anxious and continued to ask her, but the person in his arms was speechless and felt as if he had fainted.
It was too hot, and Feng Chao felt that it was useless just to hold her.
"Someone's coming!"
The man said sharply.
The maid in charge came in immediately: "Your Majesty."
"Concubine Xian De has a high fever. Go and bring her to the head of the Tai Hospital as soon as possible."
The maid in charge raised her head and glanced at the bed. His Majesty was holding the unconscious empress with a solemn expression.
"Yes, slave, go right away."
Late at night, the Beauty Hall is brightly lit.
The small kitchen boiled hot water and also prepared some ice water.
Li De took people to the ice cellar to get crushed ice, and the palace maid used the iced water to apply it on Nan Qing's forehead and cheeks.
Feng Chao only approved a coat, and he held the person in his arms while the imperial doctor checked his pulse.
"How is she?"
The head of the hospital lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty is not accustomed to the local climate, and the cold wind blows and she suddenly suffers from an emergency. She is currently suffering from a high fever. If it continues to be hot, it will be harmful to her body. I can only use acupuncture to try to make her get rid of this fever quickly."