Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

After Zhang Yuanlu went out, the box next to Yan Tinglan's hand jumped up.

Yan Tinglan pressed it down casually and pressed it with a paperweight.

"Dog host, let me out!"

It was a divine creature that could travel through all realms and intimidate all directions, but it had no power to resist its dog host and was easily locked in the box by him, unable to get out.

Spiritual power is completely useless, so frustrating!

Yan Tinglan sneered in his heart, remained unmoved, and continued to review memorials.

"Dog host! Why are you locking me up?"

"Host, host!"

"Hey, there has to be a reason for locking me up, right? How did I make you unhappy?"

Footsteps are approaching.

Hearing the footsteps, the Wanjiezhu trapped in the box stopped hitting the box.

"Your Majesty, the Queen requests an audience." Zhang Yuanlu came in.

Yan Tinglan stood up and said to Zhang Yuanlu, "Bring some snacks and make a pot of flower tea."

"Yes."

Yan Tinglan went out and saw Zhu Fuli coming with Sishu and Siqi, and leading her into the imperial study.

Sishu and Siqi stood outside consciously.

"Ali, can you please not go back at noon? Stay here with me and have lunch." Yan Tinglan pulled her over and kissed her forehead.

"Ah."

Wanjiezhu, who was locked in the box, heard his gentle tone, which was exactly the same as the one he used to coax the targets of his mission in the previous world. What else could he not understand?

No wonder he ignored it again, it turned out he found out that it had deceived him!

"Ali is so nice." He kissed her again.

Zhu Fuli couldn't remember how many times she had heard him say this.

"What kind of books do you want to read? You can read whatever is here."

Zhu Fuli walked towards the row of bookshelves in the imperial study, glanced around, and finally saw a book called "Meridian Collection".

She took it down and flipped through it. "There are a lot of medical books here. Do you know how to treat it?"

He nodded, pulled her wrist over, and placed his fingers on her pulse, "Yeah."

"The pulse is strong and floating. He may have caught a cold. Did Ali kick off the quilt this morning?"

Zhu Fuli glanced at him and said, "Yeah."

His body was hot, and when he held her in his arms to sleep in the hot summer, she felt like she was being held in a big furnace.

She kicked the quilt away after he got up this morning, but after falling asleep she was too lazy to move and did not cover the quilt back.

"I'll ask Siqi to make some medicine for you to drink to prevent colds." He held her hand instead, "Do you want to read this book?"

"Ah."

He held her in his arms and sat on the big chair in front of the imperial desk. The chair was not crowded for two people. "Ali, sit next to me and watch."

Zhu Fuli nodded.

Yan Tinglan picked up a pen and wrote a prescription.

Zhang Yuanlu brought in snacks and tea and placed them on the table.

"Let Siqi go to the Imperial Hospital to get some medicine." Yan Tinglan handed the written prescription to Zhang Yuanlu.

"Yes." Zhang Yuanlu took the prescription and walked out. At a glance, he found that the handwriting was different from that of the emperor.

When did the emperor ask the imperial physician to prescribe medicine? Which imperial physician's handwriting is so powerful?

"Ali, take whatever you want to eat." Yan Tinglan put the memorials aside, made room for the snacks in front of her, and poured her a cup of scented tea.

"Don't kick the quilt next time. It will be uncomfortable if you catch a cold."

"You're too hot."

Yan Tinglan didn't expect that it was his own problem, so from now on he would just cover her belly after getting up.

In her previous life, she had a weak constitution and rarely felt hot, so she developed a habit that made him subconsciously cover her neck.

After making arrangements for her, Yan Tinglan went to review the memorials.

When Zhu Fuli was flipping through the book, he glanced and saw that the handwriting he used to mark the memorials was different from the handwriting he used to write the prescription just now.

Noticing her gaze, Yan Tinglan took the initiative to explain: "The handwriting of the prescription is my own, and the handwriting of the commentary is Yan Tingyuan's."

"Oh."

Yan Tinglan turned his head and kissed her. Even her indifferent expression made his heart beat fast.

Zhu Fuli had gotten used to him kissing her from time to time.

"I can also imitate Ali's handwriting. Ali, do you want to try it?" He took a piece of paper and put it in front of her.

Zhu Fuli put down the book, took the pen he handed to him, and wrote two words.

Yan Tinglan took a look and imitated it.

After it dried, Zhu Fuli picked up the paper and observed it carefully. "It is indeed exactly the same."

After being curious, I wish Fuli to continue reading.

After a while, Zhang Yuanlu came in again.

"Your Majesty, the officials from the Ministry of Works have arrived."

Zhu Fuli wanted to stand up and sit aside, but he pressed his shoulder and said, "Ali, you don't have to leave. Just sit here."

His eyes were determined, and Zhu Fuli couldn't persuade him, so he didn't move.

"Let them in."

"Yes."

"Your Highness, I greet you, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine!"

"Stand flat, please sit down."

Two young eunuchs came in carrying a bench.

"Li County and other six counties in Jiangdong are often flooded, but the three counties next door, including Chang County, are often short of water. We need to build a water conservancy project between Li County and Chang County to integrate flood control and drainage. Do you have any ideas?"

"It should be feasible to dig a water transfer project between the two counties, divert the river water near Li County to Chang County, and drain the water from the high ground with water trucks."

"There have been droughts and floods for many years, so why don't you do it in the past years?"

"Your Majesty, it's not that we don't want to do it, it's that we don't have the money!" Several officials knelt on the ground again.

Zhu Fuli's eyelids twitched and she felt pain at the sound.

"Sit down. There is still some silver in the treasury. I will ask the Ministry of Revenue to allocate it to you to dig the canal."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Let someone survey the landforms, draw blueprints, and recruit nearby villagers for manpower and offer them rewards. If I find out that you dare to embezzle the project funds and treat the people who dig the canal harshly, I will execute your entire clan."

"I dare not! I will do it right away!"

"Go back."

"Yes."

"Zhang Yuanlu."

"The old slave is here."

"Go and call the officials from the Ministry of Revenue over."

"Yes."

Zhu Fuli said, "I have a blueprint of an improved waterwheel."

"Ali drew this herself?" Yan Tinglan looked at her.

"Ah."

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips, "Ali is really my baby."

“You haven’t even looked at it yet.”

"I know Ali won't say anything without assurance."

Zhu Fuli remained silent. How did he know?

She stood up and Yan Tinglan took her hand, "Where are you going, Ali?"

"Let the librarian get the blueprints."

"I go."

"I'm tired of sitting."

"Come back soon, Ali."

Zhu Fuli nodded.

He is so clingy.

After a while, she came back and sat down.

Zhang Yuanlu had just sent someone to call the Ministry of Revenue over. When he came back, he heard Yan Tinglan say, "Zhang Yuanlu, where is the Minister of Works? Send someone to call him back."

"Yes."

Not long after the Minister of Works left, he was called back by a panting eunuch. The Minister of Works returned to the imperial study, also panting.

His old bones.

"Pour a cup of tea for Lord Xu."

Zhang Yuanlu went to pour tea after hearing this.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. What instructions did Your Majesty send me back for?"

"Master Xu, please sit down and rest for a while. Let's talk about it after you have recovered from your breathing problem."

"Yes."

"There is a village in Jiangdong Chong County whose annual rice production is much higher than that of other counties. Lord Xu, send someone to take a look. It may be helpful to increase the rice production of our dynasty."

"When asking for methods, don't act so high and mighty. Officials serve the people. After being officials for so long, they forget what it means to be an official."

"My minister obeys."

The secretary came in and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the things are here."