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

Nian Susu was amazed. He didn't expect that there were still people around the emperor who treated him sincerely and were willing to guard his tomb until his death.

As soon as Concubine Ning left, Li Zhongquan came in and still advised Qin Junyu to go back to the East Palace to rest. Of course, he still didn't listen. In the end, he was so tired that he fell asleep on the dragon table. Nian Susu's consciousness returned to the small dark room.

"Oh... I didn't expect being an emperor to be so tiring. No... he's not the emperor yet." She murmured to herself.

The system suddenly popped up, "With great power comes great responsibility. Since he has chosen this path, he must bear these responsibilities."

[Like you said, he is not even the emperor yet, but he is already so busy that he doesn’t even have time to sleep, let alone after he ascends the throne.]

【You also need to adapt in advance. 】

"Why are you so sentimental today?" Nian Susu stared at the looming shadow in the darkness in confusion, "Are you short-circuited?"

【…】

Nian Susu knew that this would be its reaction. He didn't expect it to say any life philosophy, so he lay down on the ground and prepared to sleep.

Although the system has been upgraded and has become more humane, more work is needed to transform it from artificial intelligence to artificial intelligence.

[…Host, I know what you are thinking. ]

"Instead of worrying about what I'm thinking, you might as well think of a way to send me back to my body. Otherwise, when Nian Qiaoyue dies one day, I'll be gone." Nian Susu changed into a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

The system was silent again.

Although Nian Susu closed her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep. The system's words woke her up. Qin Junyu was no longer the free-spirited Crown Prince, and he could no longer accompany her to travel as she pleased.

When he becomes emperor, he will have more responsibilities on his shoulders and his heart will have to be filled with the country and the people, not just her.

Is this really what she wants?

What is he thinking?

Three years ago, they had known each other for less than half a year. On a night on the way to Gaochang, with the sky full of stars and the moon shining brightly, they lay side by side on the grass. She asked him seriously if he wanted to be emperor, and his answer was "no".

She still remembers the look in his eyes at that time: distant, unfamiliar, wary, yet determined.

But what Qin Junyu is doing now is completely contrary to what he said at the beginning.

Nian Susu suddenly felt a little angry. She felt that she had been deceived, and the breath stuck in her chest made her feel uncomfortable.

-

The imperial physician took Nian Susu's pulse, with a hint of doubt on his gloomy face.

Qin Junyu was standing right behind him, staring at Nian Susu intently, his eyes full of sorrow.

The imperial physician put away the pulse pillow, stood up and moved aside. Zhihua put Nian Susu's arm back into the quilt and tucked in the corners.

"What's going on? Didn't they say that the Crown Princess was just overtired? Why hasn't she woken up after several days?" Qin Junyu's tone was a little harsh, and there was a hint of blame in his words.

In the past few days, all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital have been invited and the patient has been given a lot of medicine, but the patient still has not regained consciousness. Qin Junyu began to suspect that the medical skills of the Imperial Hospital were not good enough, so they were unable to find out the real cause of Nian Susu's illness.

The imperial physician knelt down again before he even stood up, fearing that if he was a second late, he would lose his head. The person lying on the bed was the future empress, and the person scolding him was the future emperor, how could he dare to offend them?

"Your Highness, please forgive me. My medical skills are poor and I cannot find out what disease the Crown Princess has..."

"Judging from her pulse alone, the Crown Princess is not ill..." He felt guilty even as he said this, but it was the fact.

Qin Junyu was so angry that he laughed instead. He asked incredulously, "You are not sick?"

Then his smile suddenly disappeared, his stern gaze was colder than the winter wind, "I think your Imperial Hospital is living too comfortably, you don't even know how to treat illnesses!"

The imperial physician was shaking like a sieve, and he pounded his head on the ground, "Your Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me!"

Zhihua sat by the bed and wiped her tears quietly, not even daring to sob, for fear of making Qin Junyu even angrier.

Nian Susu's spiritual consciousness slowly floated to Qin Junyu's side. He wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.

The imperial physician is really innocent. No one can cure her illness. Instead of running to the east wing every day and focusing his attention on her, Qin Junyu might as well pay more attention to the Hefeng Courtyard next door and wake up Nian Qiaoyue. Maybe she will wake up miraculously.

Qin Junyu was about to get angry when A Xuan came in.

"Your Highness, the ministers are waiting in the Yangxin Palace." Ah Falcon didn't know what was going on, he just felt that the atmosphere in the room was very depressing, more depressing than any other day.

He glanced at Zhihua and tried to make eye contact.

Zhihua shook her head calmly.

Qin Junyu shook his sleeves and left, and the imperial physician collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Zhihua stepped forward, gave him a hand, and sent him away.

"Doctor Lin, tell me the truth, what disease does the Crown Princess have? Is there something she can't tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Miss Zhihua, I really don't know..."

-

In late November, the weather was getting colder.

Qin Junyu had already put on a thick fox cloak. The charcoal stove in the Yangxin Palace was burning brightly. After sitting for a while, he felt hot all over. He took off the fox cloak and put it on the armrest of the chair.

I glanced at the half-open window and saw a thin layer of white snow on the ground outside.

His eyes suddenly froze, and he walked to the window involuntarily and pushed open the window. The cold air mixed with wind and snow blew in his face, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes.

Snowing.

The first snow of this year in Shengjing.

Qin Junyu closed the window and returned to the dragon table. When he saw the empty couch next to the dragon throne, his face froze and he ran out quickly.

As soon as he opened the door, the cold penetrated into his bones. He shivered without wearing a cloak. It was snowing heavily, and the sky and the earth were all white. The red walls and green tiles were particularly gorgeous.

On the inner corridor of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there was a reclining chair. The person sitting on the reclining chair was sleeping quietly, with a porcelain face and pink lips, and her breathing was even. Every snowflake that fell was afraid to wake her up.

Qin Junyu slowed down his pace and his rapid breathing gradually calmed down. He moved closer to the recliner, picked up Nian Susu and the blanket, then turned around and went back to the Yangxin Palace.

The two guards at the palace gate watched him go in with their peripheral vision. When his figure disappeared from their sight, they couldn't help but gossip: "What disease do you think the Crown Princess has? She hasn't woken up in more than half a month."

"Who knows? The doctors in the Imperial Hospital have all been there, but none of them can diagnose the cause of the disease, and none of them can cure it. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince even placed a soft couch in the Yangxin Palace and stayed by the Crown Princess' side every day. I guess she can't be cured. The longer she can stay, the better."

"Don't say that. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hears it, you'll lose more than ten heads."

"I'm not the only one saying this. Everyone in the palace is spreading the word. There's no smoke without fire. Who knows, maybe His Highness has already realized it."