Chapter 697 Dancing Girl Princess vs East Factory Admiral 62

The two of them sang together and combined into a powerful fire extinguisher.

Quan Jiu's depression dissipated: "Have you packed your luggage?"

Milk dumpling nodded obediently: "I have already packed up. There are so many people in the Northern Qi delegation, but it is not in vain."

Quan Jiu occasionally picked up food into his bowl: "If there is a royal dispute, it is destined to be peaceful. If you are unwilling to the throne, you might as well make plans early."

It’s not because of her maternal love. It’s because her cheeks bulge when she eats, like a little squirrel. Seeing him eating, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

When Chen Lang heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at her, as if he didn't expect that she would even dare to tell him such a thing.

The thing that the milk dumpling swallowed slowed down: "Alang, don't come to see me tomorrow with Changxi."

He doesn't want to cry.

Quan Jiu was calm and composed: "Well, if you don't come, you won't be able to meet again in the future."

………

The Northern Qi delegation came quietly when it came, but when it left, it was known to everyone in the city that the seeing off team lined up from the street to the end.

In the carriage.

Xuanyuan Qinglan lifted up the curtain and looked around.

The milk dumpling sat cross-legged, drooped his head and drifted his breath and drew circles on the ground.

Before leaving Mengguo, he began to miss Changxi.

"Brother, are you looking for Dr. Chen?"

Xuanyuan Qinglan's hand that opened the curtain was slightly stiff, and her eyes were unconsciously lowered.

Milk dumpling: "She has something to do today and can't come."

"Um."

Xuanyuan Qinglan responded, her expression remained unchanged, but the spirit in her eyes became darker.

Milk dumpling held the gold bracelet given to him by Quanjiu: "Do you want to be the emperor?"

Xuanyuan Qinglan frowned and was sure that his words had not leaked, then she put down the curtain.

"Xiao Zhuo, my father is still alive, so don't talk much about the throne."

If someone who is interested is heard, he might be given a charge of "coveting the throne and cursing his own father."

Milk dumpling didn't care: "But he will die sooner or later."

He is just preparing for the future.

Xuanyuan Qinglan knew that she couldn't control him, but she still spoke solemnly:

"Just say such a ruthless word in front of me, don't let others hear it."

"I'm not stupid, I just say it in front of you."

Milk dumplings resisted the sadness and reluctance towards Quanjiu.

"I don't want to be an emperor, but I don't want to give the throne to other emperor brothers. They are not good to you, I know."

Xuanyuan Qinglan's mother was just a palace maid. Since childhood, no one took him seriously. When Xuanyuan Qinglan was still young, even eunuchs and palace maids could bully him secretly.

Xuanyuan Qinglan thought she was calm enough, but suddenly she couldn't help but feel hot when she heard what he said.

"Xiao Zhuo..."

Milk Tuanzi held his hand: "Believe me, you will be a good emperor than them. I can only feel at ease if I hand over Beiqi to you."

Xuanyuan Qinglan emphasized the rule of the country with "benevolence". With him in charge of Northern Qi, the people could have a good life.

Xuanyuan Qinglan suppressed the touch in her heart:

"Xiao Zhuo, you are still young. Your current thoughts cannot represent your future thoughts. This throne belongs to you, and the emperor cannot ask for it."

Milk dumpling was a little worried and wanted to pry open his head for a while: "I'm not impulsive, this is what I thought after careful consideration."

What's the best way to be an emperor?

I have been tired and exhausted every day and have endless troubles, and I have no time to drink and play with me.

He has no righteousness in his family and country, and he is enough to worry about drinking and drinking alone.

………

Fengbo Pavilion ten miles away from the capital.

The two stood on the hillside, watching the Northern Qi team passing by under the mountain.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, Chen Lang couldn't help but feel distressed:

"If you think of him so, after Chu Tuo falls, I will snatch him from Meng Guo as a hostage."

Quan Jiu glared at him: "Did you die as the Emperor of Northern Qi?"

I heard that her son is the most favored prince in Northern Qi. Even if the two countries want to exchange protons, it is not the turn of milk dumplings.

Chen Lang: "It's a little difficult, but it's not impossible."

Compared to her, he would rather make the Northern Qi emperor feel uncomfortable.

He reached out from behind and put his arms around her waist, letting her lean against his chest:

"You are so nice to him."

Fortunately, he was a little jealous.

He even wondered, if he was the one who left today, would she be reluctant to let it go?

Chen Lang felt completely unsure.

Quan Jiu: "I raise him as my son."

Chen Lang felt even more jealous: "What about me?"

Quan Jiu opened her eyes wide and looked at her in surprise: "You should also be my son?"

Chen Lang: "..."

Quan Jiu's mouth curled up: "Come on, call me mom first."

Chen Lang leaned over, his thin lips approached the outline of her ears, and his voice was intoxicating.

"Changxi, I love you."

Quan Jiu was numb all over: "Don't think about changing the topic."

Chen Lang: "If you want a son so much, then give birth to one by yourself."

Quan Jiu rolled his eyes and led his horse down the mountain: "I will not give birth to you."

Chen Lang followed her without hesitation, pulled out a dogtail grass and poked her back:

"What are you born..."

"Aren't you not??"

"It can be picked up occasionally..."

"roll."

"I am serious. My wife's medical skills are amazing. She has already achieved results yesterday."

"Chen Lang, say one more word. Do you believe it or not, I will poison you to the point of losing your descendants today?!"

"You can't bear to leave."

"You can try it if you open your mouth?"

"Ah~~"

The yellow and orange setting sun shone behind the two, dragging two figures, one big and one small, into the old age.

………

Chu Tuo was determined to destroy Prime Minister He's arrogance. He did not give Prime Minister He any good looks for half a month.

He Miaomiao wanted to find an opportunity to plead with her at first, but somehow, after a plum rain, her body became weaker, her legs and feet were heavier every day, and her spirit became more and more depressed.

She asked someone to summon Lai Quanjiu.

"Doctor Chen, I have been sleepy recently and can't get enough of my energy. You can see it for me."

Quan Jiu naturally knew what was going on, but he still pretended to take her pulse:

"The Empress has been worried too much recently and is depressed in her chest. I will prescribe two medicines for the Empress."

She looked like she wanted to speak but stopped.

He Miaomiao: "There are other things?"

"Heart disease requires heart medicine to be treated. Weichen's medicine treats symptoms but not root cause. If the empress does not understand it herself, she may still suffer from this disease again in the future."
To be continued...