Whose Cub Is This?

47

Chapter 47

    The Imperial Physician had to go to announce, and after the announcement, he had to rush from the Imperial Hospital to Yonghua Palace. This period of time was extremely tormenting for Zhao Qi. He didn't think there was anything at first, and it was normal for him to feel tired and lose his appetite when it was hot, but when he vomited like this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, and his whole body suddenly felt bad.

    "Xiao Songzi," Zhao Qi said weakly, "quickly help me to lie down."

    Xiao Songzi said nervously, "Your Majesty, hold on, the imperial doctor will be here soon."

    Zhao Qi shook his head, staring blankly at the front, "Come on, it's too late."

    Xiao Songzi was about to cry, and said hysterically: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't scare your slaves, Your Majesty!"

    At this moment, Zhao Qi felt that it would be better if a line of tears could slip from the corner of his eyes , Unfortunately, he couldn't hold it back. "I have suffered from such a serious illness before the weak crown. What about my stepmother after death, what about the people of Dajing! Heaven is jealous of talents, ambitions are not rewarded——" Xiao Songzi

    cried, "The

    emperor—" Xiao Shiqing just When we arrived at the gate of Yonghua Palace, we heard bursts of crying. After entering, he saw Zhao Qi lying on the bed, Xiao Songzi was kneeling beside him and crying loudly, his face turned pale, "Zhao Qi!"

    Zhao Qi sat up, "Brother Prime Minister is here?"

    Xiao Shiqing's expression was Zhao Qi had never seen such an ugly sight before, as if his heartbeat had stopped suddenly, the hand holding his shoulder trembled slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

    Zhao Qi was taken aback by Xiao Shiqing's appearance, and it took him a long time to react , "Oh... I vomited."

    Xiao Shiqing's expression froze for a moment, "vomited?

    " He vomited out last night's dinner with a bang. The emperor has always been able to eat, and he will not vomit as much as he eats. This is the first time this has happened!"

    Xiao Shiqing: "..."

    "I see you talk a lot Yes," Zhao Qi doubted infinitely, "Is it true that you are called 'Little Tight' because of your tight mouth?"

    Xiaosongzi : "That's right, Your Majesty, there is no other way for a slave to be tight except for his tight mouth."

    Zhao Qi raised his eyebrows, "You asked this question..."

    Xiao Shiqing watched the two sing together with cold eyes, "Is it fun?"

    Zhao Qi raised his eyebrows. Xi nodded shyly. It's quite interesting to act once in a while, the key is that there are people who cooperate with him to act.

    Xiao Shiqing gritted his teeth, "You still dare to nod, do you know that I was almost killed by you..." The voice stopped suddenly, Xiao Shiqing closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his brows, as if he had gone through a catastrophe.

    Zhao Qi and Xiao Songzi looked at each other, both surprised by Xiao Shiqing's reaction. The Prime Minister, who was still calm before Mount Tai collapsed, was actually frightened by their little joke?

    Zhao Qi asked tentatively: "Is my brother worried about me?"

    Xiao Shiqing said blankly, "No."

    "Oh." Sure enough, he was pretending to be sentimental.

    "Just tell the imperial physician if you feel unwell, what's the use of crying."