The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

In layman's terms, he has a cold.

In the scorching summer and hot season, he actually caught a cold and caught a cold, which shows how bad his body resistance is.

The imperial doctor prescribed medicine for him, and Luo Xuanmo was so groggy that he just wanted to sleep. Lying on the bed of dragons, a thought came to mind, the imperial doctor and the queen belong together?

She ordered the imperial physician to prescribe sleeping pills for him, so that he had to fall asleep, so she could only read the memorials?

She really is greedy for power.

In the past few days of falling ill, Luo Xuanmo was panicked and could hardly be at ease. I was worried that the queen would use the medicine to make him never get better; I was worried that all the people in the palace would be trapped by her, and there would be no one close to him.

The two couldn't tell which was more terrifying. In short, his expression was tense and anxious. After taking a few medications, I haven't seen any better.

Shaoyin felt that it would not be a problem to go on like this.

What fun is there to see if he falls so easily? The plots are all about twists and turns.

"Emperor father, the queen mother caught a cold last night, and she was worried that she might be sick to her father, so she didn't come today." After she left the court that day, Xier came to the Palace of Qinzheng by herself, with a worried expression on her face like a little adult: "Father, you have to get better soon. The queen has been working hard for the past few years. When you get better, the queen can rest."

He is an innocent child. In his eyes, the father is the emperor, and the important affairs of the government are his responsibility.

When he was in a coma, the queen carried him up for three years, which was very hard.

Now that he is tired and sick, he feels very distressed.

He said a lot, but Luo Xuanmo only heard one sentence-Shao Yin was sick.

Very good!

He immediately cheered up.

The tense heartstring was relaxed, and the effect of the medicine gradually appeared.

However, on the third or fourth day, the appearance of illness was gone.

Two more days later, when he learned that Shaoyin was in a lingering condition and could not even go to court, his face became ruddy!

As a system, Huihui cannot interfere with the plot, but it can monitor the characters. Telling Luo Xuanmo's situation to Shaoyin, he disdainfully said: "This dog thing! Little belly chicken intestines! The heart of a villain!"

Thinking of Shaoyin's plan, he couldn't help but said: "Just don't go to the plot! Kill him! Exhale!"

Shaoyin was leaning against the head of the bed, no powder was applied to her face, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, indeed showing a bit of weakness.

She didn't feel sick, after all, she wasn't really sick, but she was coaxing Luo Xuanmo.

"Really?" Her eyes curled up, "Are you not afraid that we will all die if the plot collapses?"

Huihui stopped talking immediately.

It's just a picture of a happy mouth before it can't bear to die.

Moreover, even if the plot collapses, Shaoyin will not die, she will only be taken over by other systems.

But it won't tell her! Let her be scared to go!

Shaoyin said that he was sick, coaxing Luo Xuanmo was one reason, and giving herself a long vacation was another reason.

She was in regent for three years and had barely rested, so she took the opportunity to relax.

But others don't know.

"Are you sick?" On this day, King Qin sent Xi'er back to the palace, went straight into Jianing Palace, carrying a few packets of medicine in his hand, and looked towards Shaoyin and said, "This is the medicine prescribed by the Master of Good Faith, you Try this instead."

Xi'er added: "Uncle King Qin specially took me to Qingtai Temple and asked for the medicine prescribed by the faithful master!"

The man's face was cold and hard, and he didn't even have the slightest emotion in his eyes when he looked at her, but he specifically asked for medicine for her.

Hearing that she was "repeatedly ill", he came to visit her specially.

Luo Xuanmo lived in the Palace of Qinzheng, so close, he had never been here.

"Thank you Uncle Qin." She smiled softly, "I will change my medicine at night."

King Qin seemed to relax, but he didn't. He has a cold temperament, a serious expression, and his mood swings are not obvious.

"Yeah." The man nodded slightly, turned and left without saying a word.

Xi'er hurriedly said, "I will send it to Uncle King Qin."

The sound of footsteps disappeared quickly.

Shaoyin leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes lowered, her expression unclear.

Huihui said: "Your wild man is okay! If you play with him, he doesn't hate you at all, he still cares about you!"

"Why don't you regain your passion with him, and put on a hat for the dog man?" It didn't carelessly encourage it.

Ever since he learned that he is likely to die, Huihui has gone forever on the way to the newspaper.

"Go go," Shao Yin said.

Although King Qin didn't care about things, his prestige was very high, and there was still a force hidden in his hands, which should not be underestimated.

She just wants to protect Xier ascend to the throne, plus watch the excitement of the male and female protagonists, and don't want to be extravagant.

Grey and stunned: "You timid and fearful woman, I misunderstood you!"

Shao Yin: "..."

Since knowing that it is going to be "scrapped", it has completely released itself.

When Xier sent King Qin away, her expression was slightly unhappy.

He did not deliberately reveal it, and even deliberately hide it. But who is King Qin? He can see through his little emotions at a glance.

"What's the matter?" his low voice sounded.

Xier originally shook her head and said nothing. When she saw a few well-dressed concubines heading towards the Palace of Qinzheng, fire burst out in her eyes, and her small fists were clenched tightly.

"Since the queen mother was ill, the father..." he said with difficulty, his voice squeezing out from his teeth, "the father has never been to Jianing Palace once."

The queen mother has been sick for seven or eight days.

It would be fine if he didn't come when he was sick. But he is getting better these few days, and he can still go for a walk in the imperial garden, why not visit his mother and queen?

Are you worried about contracting the disease again?

The little boy was puzzled, even at a loss.

When the father was ill, the queen mother was never afraid of contracting the disease, she always took care of him by herself.

Xier felt unbelievable, and a terrible idea faintly appeared in her mind, but he didn't dare to think about it.

"The mother and the queen said no, she wouldn't let the father come, but..." Xi'er clenched her fist, her face filled with blankness, "Why didn't he really go?"

The mother's queen refused to let the father go because she was worried that the father might get sick. But don't the father worry about the queen mother?

If you are worried, why don't you come to visit?

King Qin's eyes sank.

Standing still, she turned to face Xi'er, and asked in a deep voice: "Your mother's queen is ill. The emperor hasn't really visited her once?"

Xier lowered her head: "No."

King Qin turned his head to look at the way he had come, and furrowed his eyebrows. Didn't it mean that the empress was deeply affectionate?

This is the widely circulated couple of gods and goddesses?

"If you don't understand, go and ask your mother, don't think about it." He retracted his gaze and patted Xi'er on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, don't send it anymore."

After speaking, strode away.

Xi'er watched him go away, and turned back when he couldn't see his figure.

Back at Jianing Palace, he hesitated, and gradually approached the bed.

Shaoyin gave birth to him, how can he not see that his hesitation has stopped? Raising his hand to let Lu Yi and the others retreat, he patted the side of the bed and motioned for his son to sit up: "Why are you frowning?"

"Mother..." Xier hesitated, not knowing whether to say something or not.

He wanted to ask her.

Natural trust and closeness make him never hide anything from her.

But he grew up again, and began to know how to be considerate, worried that the mother would feel sad after breaking.

Shao Yin smiled and said, "What makes you so embarrassed?"

Xier sat on the soft mattress, looking at her mother's gentle and beautiful face.

She doesn't look strong or hard at all.

If Uncle Qin is the best husband in the world, representing the extreme masculinity, then the mother is obviously at the other end.

She didn't have a strong taste in her body, but in Xi'er's heart, her mother's strength and reliability were no different from that of King Qin's uncle.

"Because of the father." He slowly said, choosing to tell the truth, "Queen, why didn't the father come to Jianing Palace?"

Shaoyin was startled slightly, but he didn't expect he noticed.

After pondering, she asked instead, "What do Xier think?"

Xier lowered her head and shook: "I don't know." After a pause, "I think he has no reason not to visit his mother."

Even the uncle of King Qin came to visit his mother.

The emperor's grandmother and the concubines of the palace have also been here, but only the father and the emperor have not.

Everyone is praising the empress’s deep affection, and everyone around Xi'er is like that. Since he was a child, he believed that the father and the empress are affectionate.

However, now Luo Xuanmo's behavior has loosened his cognition all the time.

"Although he didn't come, he sent Xiaohe father-in-law here, didn't he?" Shaoyin gently rubbed his head, "Your father is just in good health. You don't want to get sick again here, isn't it right?"

Xier frowned.

It sounds right.

"If it is me, knowing that the queen mother is unwell, even if she is ill, I still have to visit the queen mother." He lowered his head and said.

Shao Yin laughed lightly and rubbed his head vigorously: "Then I will scold you and scold you for not cherishing your body."

"The queen scolds me to come too." Xier raised her head and said stubbornly.

Shao Yin couldn't help laughing even more.

Even if her son is eight years old, she still embraces him in her arms spoilingly: "Yes, yes. The queen scolds you as a good son of filial piety."

After a pause, he whispered: "Although the queen will scold you, she loves you more in her heart."

Xi'er was startled and froze.

Shaoyin didn't seem to notice his strangeness, so he rubbed his head and smiled: "Go and change your clothes, and eat dinner later."

Shaoyin didn't say bad things about Luo Xuanmo in front of Xi'er.

When a child grows up, he needs to see and think about many things in order to understand more deeply.

With her illness, government affairs naturally returned to Luo Xuanmo's hands.

Shaoyin didn't rob him either. If she can hold her hands, she already holds her hands. Others, let him thrash.

Luo Xuanmo thought he was a god-given opportunity, and couldn't wait to regain power, and as soon as his body recovered, he went up to court.

He no longer sends memorials to Shaoyin, and does not let Xi'er follow the court and ask him to study with her husband.

On the first day of the uprising, the two small chairs beside the dragon chair were taken down.

Worrying that Shaoyin would fight for power with him after he recovered from his illness, he seized the time to clean up the people and affairs around him.

After learning that Shaoyin was in a lingering condition and was bedridden, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down a little.

His physical condition is not very good.

After lying in bed for three years, even if Shaoyin tried his best to replenish his body functions and feed him various nutritious foods, after all, he lost weight every day when he was not as healthy as he was.

After he regained consciousness, he was ill again due to excessive worries and busy government affairs. His whole body was thinning down at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was worse than when he was in a coma.

He quickly realized that this would not work.

If things go on like this, his body will collapse.

Looking deeply in the direction of Jianing Palace, he called a confidant to give a few words.

"This dog man! Dog stuff! Bastard!" He was so angry that he watched what he had done. She was so angry that she yelled in Shaoyin's head, "He actually poisoned you! Let you linger on the bed, and become weaker day by day!" "

"His heart is black, rotten, and smelly!"

Shaoyin had the grey reminder, so naturally he would not touch the problematic things.

Unlike Huihui, who was so angry, after learning of Luo Xuanmo's behavior, she calmly said: "You scold him when you scold him, why insult a dog? Isn't a dog cute?"

Gray: "..."

"Yes." It said angrily, "How can he be compared with a dog? A dog is much better than him!"

When Shaoyin insisted on letting Shaoyin follow the plot line before, it saw that Luo Xuanmo still had filters, and was willing to find reasons for his behavior.

Now it's flying, it looks disgusting to see what Luo Xuanmo thinks: "A person like him can also be a male lead?! Are you crazy?!"

Shaoyin smiled and thought it was much more cute like this: "He won't be happy for a few days, just look at it."

After recognizing that Shaoyin could not compete with him for power in a short period of time, Luo Xuanmo relaxed a lot, no longer desperately dealing with government affairs, and began to cultivate his body.

The memorials that can't be reviewed that day will be kept and read tomorrow.

However, there is a little left today, and a little left tomorrow, gradually accumulating more and more.

And more and more at an unstoppable rate.

It was only accumulated for three or four days, and the accumulated memorials were piled more than two feet high, a full five piles!

On that day, Xia Chao returned to the Imperial Study Room. He looked at the piles of memorials, and his eyes suddenly went dark!

Why so many!

He reviews a lot every day, how can he not see so much left? !

This is another pit that Shaoyin dug for him.

When she was in power, she was more diligent, reformed one after another, and recruited talented people from all over the world, and the entire state machine was operating at an unprecedented high speed.

In the past years when Luo Xuanmo was in power, he was anxious to take power, his focus was not on the livelihood of the people, his ruling style was conservative, the officials were lax, and there were not many important government affairs to deal with every day.

He was accustomed to that kind of work intensity, which caused him to wake up and regain power, and he was very uncomfortable.

Not adapting to the style that Shaoyin left behind, nor to the intensity of work.

Sitting on the dragon chair, watching the backlog of memorials, Luo Xuanmo only felt black in front of him.

"Shao Yin!" He squeezed his hatred from between his teeth.

If he handles all government affairs forcibly, his already weak body will definitely become weaker and weaker.

And if you don't deal with it, courtiers will argue that he is inferior to her.

She did it on purpose!

Luo Xuanmo calmed down after falling a few sets of cups in a hurry, and fell on the dragon chair panting.

He believed that Shaoyin was embarrassing him deliberately and wanted him to ask her for help.

She is still greedy for power.

Oh, he wouldn't beg her!

Seeing that the memorial can't be processed, Luo Xuan's mosque broke the jar.

How much can be handled every day, one mind to rest the body.

The courtiers did not comment on this.

The emperor just woke up, his body was not healthy and his energy was low, which was normal.

When Luo Xuanmo hasn't dealt with important government affairs, he reminded him.

Luo Xuanmo was bored for a few days, and found that the courtiers were very tolerant, and felt better.

When someone comes to urge, he will deal with it emphatically.

There are so many people who can't stand to remind him, three divisions, six departments, and the folding papers handed over from the place. He is so busy every day that he is flying.

Luo Xuanmo couldn't enjoy the happiness of sitting on the river and mountains at all.

It's totally absent from the high spirits and ambition of three years ago.

What he thinks every day now is to approve a memorial, and then approve a memorial, so that no one can argue that he is inferior to Shaoyin.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Luo Xuanmo gradually got used to this kind of work intensity. No one dared to spread the voice of dissatisfaction to him, and he assumed that he didn't know it at all.

Thinking of Shaoyin's "lingering sickbed" was not a threat for a while, so I felt a little more relieved.

On this day, he finished handling government affairs half an hour in advance, and went to the Royal Garden to relax.

It happened that a talented man was kneeling under the blazing sun, his face was pale, his lips were peeled from the sun, and he looked pitiful.

She has a delicate figure and a beautiful face. She is a beauty that I feel pity for.

However, there were three points of her profile that looked like a queen, so Luo Xuanmo, who was planning to walk over and ask her how to kneel here, paused, pretending not to see it, and turned away.