After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Qin Fengtian's eyes lit up, "Then what should we do, mother?"

The queen sullenly pondered for a moment, then exhaled heavily from her chest and said slowly, "It's a done deal."

"Is it a fait accompli?" Qin Fengtian scratched his head.

After thinking it over for a long time, he finally understood the meaning of this sentence. It was to make Nian Susu and him husband and wife. In this way, Nian Susu would have to marry him.

"Tian'er, what do you think?" The queen had a smile on her lips, and this smile made Qin Fengtian's scalp tingle.

Qin Fengtian swallowed his saliva. Although he didn't like Nian Susu's personality, he felt his blood boiling when he imagined Nian Susuling's graceful figure, her icy skin hidden under layers of silk, and her beautiful face making some enchanting expressions.

"Mother, I will follow your instructions."

The queen nodded with satisfaction and stuffed two packets of powder into his hands.

She pointed at the medicine on it and said, "Here, you use it."

Then he pointed to the medicine below and said, "This is for the young lady."

The packaging is the same. To prevent confusion, the medicine on the top is written with a "1" in red ink, and the medicine on the bottom is written with a "1" in green ink.

"Mother, what are these two packets of medicine?"

The queen smiled mysteriously, "One pack is for sleeping, and the other pack is for pleasure."

Needless to say, the sleep aid is definitely for Nian Su Su.

Qin Fengtian put away the medicine and nodded heavily, "Don't worry, mother. I will never let you down this time."

Suddenly, two figures flashed outside the window, followed by an angry shout: "Who are you?"

Who are the guards of Zhongcui Palace chasing?

The queen suddenly felt something was wrong and stood up in panic.

Could their conversation have been overheard? Who was that person? How did he sneak into the harem and ambush outside her window without making any noise?

No matter how stupid Qin Fengtian was, he finally realized what was happening. "What should I do, mother? That man wouldn't tell Miss Nian about our conversation, would he?"

"Should we still implement our plan? What if we are discovered?"

The more times like this, the more we must not panic. The queen suppressed her uneasiness, "We can't be sure who is eavesdropping now. If it is the prince's men, we must bring Miss Nian to our side as soon as possible, otherwise if the prince takes the lead, it will be too late."

Qin Fengtian thought it made sense: "Then I will go find Miss Nian tomorrow."

East Palace.

A Falcon returned to the East Palace and went straight to the study.

The study was empty.

"That's strange..." Ah Falcon stepped back with a puzzled look on his face. "Didn't His Highness say that he would handle official business in the East Palace today?"

He gripped his sword tightly and walked out, but before he even stepped out of the courtyard, he saw a man in a black silk and gold robe coming in, exhausted.

"Your Highness..." Ah Falcon was about to speak when Qin Junyu quickly took off the butterfly mask and threw it into his arms, then quickly walked past him towards the study.

The face beneath the mask was as gloomy as water, and his eyes revealed a murderous look.

A Shun didn't dare to ask any more questions and followed closely with the mask in hand.

"Add more people to keep an eye on the Queen and Prince Qing in the next few days. As for Miss Nian, send a team of shadow guards to protect her in secret. Report to me anytime if anything happens."

"Yes."

A Falcon hesitated whether to report what happened today.

The young lady asked His Highness, "If His Highness knew, he would be very happy, right?" But the current atmosphere didn't seem suitable for talking about this.

The two of them had reached the door of the study.

A Falcon was thinking about something and almost bumped into Qin Junyu's back.

Qin Junyu turned around, a crack appeared on his silent face, revealing a bit of doubt, "Anything else?"

Ah Falcon: "I have sent Miss Nian back home safely."

"Yeah." He nodded and turned back to the study.

……

Nian Susu's illness lasted for a total of six days. On the seventh day, both of her nostrils were unblocked and her throat was no longer itchy. She finally felt like she was coming back to life.

The East Wing was lifeless because of her illness, and became full of vitality because of her recovery.

Zhihua ran into the east wing holding a food box, "Miss..."

When she saw the person standing in the yard, she immediately put away her playful expression and walked forward respectfully to salute, "Madam."

Yang Yuerong nodded, "Miss, are you fully recovered?"

Zhihua replied: "The doctor said that we can stop taking the medicine today. Miss is in much better spirits than in the past few days. She must be fully recovered."

Although Yang Yuerong was not harsh to her servants and rarely got angry, Zhihua felt nervous every time she saw her, as if she had a natural fear of those in higher positions. No matter whether they were the Madam, the Master, the Crown Prince, or the Prince Qing, she dealt with them with trepidation.

"Miss, are you resting now?"

"Miss is in good spirits today and is practicing calligraphy." Zhihua answered truthfully.

Yang Yuerong glanced at the food box in her hand and frowned slightly.

Zhihua quickly opened the lid and revealed what was inside. "Madam, this is the lotus cake that the young lady asked me to buy. The young lady said that after taking medicine for a few days, her mouth is bitter and she wants to eat something sweet."

Yang Yuerong said nothing more and went back to the house where she stayed in previous years.

Zhihua closed the food box and hurried to follow.

Nian Susu was indeed practicing calligraphy, but he was not practicing according to any famous teacher's copybook, but a small piece of paper at hand.

The note had strong handwriting on it that said: Remember to take your medicine.

This was left for her by Qin Junyu.

She practiced these four words for the whole morning but made no progress. To describe it in one word, it was "copying". The words she wrote were not words at all but symbols of rules and regulations.

I am not good at calligraphy to begin with, and the first thing I did was to write in the Slender Gold style, which made it even more difficult.

Nian Susu crumpled up the rice paper in his hand and stuffed it into the drawer, which was already full of paper and could no longer hold it.

Putting down her pen, she walked away from her desk, deciding not to torture herself anymore.

Yang Yuerong just happened to bring Zhihua in.

"Mom? Why are you here?" Nian Susu was a little surprised.

She looked at Zhihua and gave her a look that begged for an answer.

Zhihua shook her head with a bitter face.

Yang Yuerong first looked around the room and her face suddenly darkened.

"Why isn't the blanket on the couch folded properly?"

"That vase doesn't match the style of your room."

"Why is the desk so messy? Don't pile the books and rice paper together. Put them in their proper places."

"Don't use that ink anymore. Go to the storehouse and get a new piece of sandalwood ink."

"And that cabinet, what are all those bottles and jars for? They're not even put away properly."

Zhihua was so frightened that she dared not breathe.

But Nian Susu is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water. No matter how eloquent Yang Yuerong is, she will never frown.

Yang Yuerong couldn't bear it any longer and rushed towards the cabinet.

Nian Susu panicked and rushed over, blocking the cabinet with open arms, "Mom, these are the new lip balms I researched."

"Really?" Yang Yuerong didn't believe it.

"Really!" Nian Susu patted her chest and assured. She turned around and picked up a bottle and handed it to Yang Yuerong. "Look, this bottle of 'Colorful Purple' is purple-red."

Yang Yuerong gave her a helpless look and gave up the idea of ​​stealing the cabinet.