Qin Yun's body was washed so clean that not even a speck of dirt could be found.
This Dou Ji washes with great care.
"Your Majesty, can you blow out the candle?" Dou Ji's soft voice came out.
Qin Yun yelled: "So people, turn off the lights and get out!"
The maids waiting at Qianfu Palace quickly blew out the candles and retreated in an orderly manner.
In the dark eyes, the sound of rushing water sounded!
Qin Yun, who had bare arms, picked up Dou Ji and walked out of the bucket excitedly.
The water drops kept falling to the ground, looking extremely crisp.
Qin Yun was extremely excited, is it finally here?
Take two steps out of three and place Dou Ji on the gilded dragon bed.
Then, the bed curtain was quickly lowered, covering up the peach color and half-hiding the spring light.
In the dark.
The figures intertwined, becoming more and more fiery.
"Concubine Dou, nothing can stop me this time!"
Dou Ji gave a trembling hum and took the initiative unfamiliarly.
"If Your Majesty doesn't mind, please call me by my nickname."
Qin Yun kissed anxiously and asked, "What's your nickname?"
"Dou'er." Dou Ji's face was hot.
The nickname is the nickname, generally outsiders are not allowed to call it, but the husband can call it.
She was still a little embarrassed about this.
Qin Yun's throat was filled with smoke and he shouted hoarsely: "Dou'er."
"Um!"
Dou Ji bit her red lips without moving too much, her three thousand black hair hanging down on the pillow, giving her the unique charm of a mature woman.
There is no need to be deliberate, it just radiates out on its own.
"Husband, Dou'er is yours!"
She only used seven words, which was a thousand times more effective than other women's pretense!
Qin Yun's whole body was like a volcano erupting!
Suddenly, there was fire, earth, and thunder.
Outside Qianfu Palace, there was a bright moon, shining on the frost and snow.
But it seemed that it was too hot here, and the bursts of sounds were so fascinating that the moon was so embarrassed that it was buried in the dark clouds to hide.
The maids and eunuchs below who were on night duty also moved far away.
About two hours later.
The bedroom was slightly messy.
Qin Yun hugged Dou Ji from behind, and the quilt blocked the large spring light, but it was slightly hidden.
The two of them intertwined their fingers, maintaining the entangled state just now.
Dou Ji's red lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were squinted lazily and spring-like.
He said softly: "Your Majesty, are you satisfied this time?"
Qin Yun smiled slyly: "Actually, I can be more satisfied."
"Huh?" Dou Ji turned around and rested her head on Qin Yun's arm, rubbing her temples and cheeks.
Qin Yun whispered something quietly into her crystal earlobe.
Dou Ji suddenly panicked and said embarrassedly: "This..."
"This..." She couldn't refuse, so she could only say awkwardly: "Next time, I will definitely act as my concubine next time."
Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "Is it settled in one word?"
"Yes." Dou Ji got into his arms, and there was no longer any barrier.
"As long as your majesty treats me better, there is nothing I can't agree to. Your majesty can speak frankly about these matters under the bed, and I will definitely comply with them."
Hearing this, Qin Yun sighed secretly, as expected, mature women still love others.
He gently stroked her crimson cheeks with his fingers and teased: "Then I have a big request, can you do it?"
Dou Ji was slightly curious: "What is it?"
"A hundred sons and a thousand grandsons!" Qin Yun glared and exaggerated.
Hearing this, a wry smile appeared on her charming face: "A hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren... Your Majesty may have to count on other sisters."
Qin Yun smiled and said: "You just need to contribute. Who asked you to accomplish this great goal alone?"
Dou Ji almost didn't laugh at this witty remark.
A thin voice said: "Well, I will try your best."
As she spoke, a little worry flashed across her eyebrows.
Mother is more valuable than son, this principle has not changed since ancient times, but can I really do it? I am not in the prime of life.
"What are you worried about?" Qin Yun suddenly noticed and asked with raised eyebrows.
"No." She squeezed out a smile and said softly: "I am worried, can your Majesty's body bear it?"
"Are you doubting my ability?" Qin Yun was suddenly shocked.
"No, it's not!"
"You still said it wasn't true, but I've already seen it."
"Uh huh!! Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
"What did you say you were doing?"
"No, it's time for your Majesty to rest."
"If you don't sleep, call your husband!"
"Ms. sir..."
"..."
A night of absurdity.
As a result, Qin Yun had some difficulty getting up the next day.
Counting all the concubines in the harem, she was the only one who could make her waist sore and her legs weak.
While changing her clothes, Dou Ji said eagerly: "Your Majesty, is your back sore? My concubines have told you to rest early, but you don't listen..."
Qin Yun looked at her mature face and innocent eyes, and suddenly felt dissatisfied in his heart!
He said fiercely: "Let's fight another day!"
Dou Ji smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, please let me go!"
The more she behaves like this, the more Qin Yun feels that she is caring about his own face.
"No, I'll come back tonight."
"My lord, it's morning."
After saying that, he left.
Dou Ji, who was standing there, could only smile helplessly. The mature dewy spirit between her eyebrows was even more obvious, as if her face was radiant and her face was pink and tender.
She didn't tell lies, she was really a little afraid of Qin Yun.
I couldn't help but recall last night, when she curled her red lips and smiled charmingly.
"That's all, that's fine."
"Your Majesty, it is better to pamper me than to come only occasionally."
Tai Chi Hall!
The ministers were solemn.
As soon as Qin Yun walked in, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.
There was a thump in his heart, and all the good emotions he had brewed last night were gone.
"Tell me, what happened."
"Everyone is crying and sad!"
As soon as the voice fell, the ministers looked at each other with even uglier expressions.
Gu Chuntang stood up, frowned and said with cupped hands: "Your Majesty, the spread of the plague is somewhat out of control..."
Qin Yun's face turned ugly and he said in a deep voice: "Losing control? What does Kou Tianxiong do for food? Didn't I ask him to block both sides of the Taiwan Strait?!"
"No, Your Majesty."
"Weichen said that people who contracted the plague died quickly."
"According to the memorial below, more than 4,000 people died on both sides of the Yangtze River. This is still an incomplete statistics."
boom!
Qin Yun punched the table hard, making the officials tremble in fright.
More than four thousand people, what is the concept?
The entire population of Daxia is only over 10 million!
If this continues, even if the plague is cured, the two sides of the Yangtze River will be basically doomed!
He yelled angrily: "Where are the people from the Royal Hospital!!"
"Are they freeloaders?!"
"If you can't cure it, at least you have to control the disease! Damn it, thousands of people died in just two or three days!"
"What's the point of the imperial court keeping these useless doctors!?"
The civil and military officials shrank their necks, their eyes were frightened, and they did not dare to speak.
"Asking you!" Qin Yun got angry and overturned the file memorial on the table to the floor!
The ministers knelt down and trembled!
Gu Chuntang stood up and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, plague is a terminal disease, but this time it is extremely severe. Unlike previous plagues, ordinary drugs cannot be effective."
"The doctors are also helpless."
Qin Yun became even more angry after hearing this, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
A bunch of quarrelsome things, they are helpless at the critical moment!