[Beautiful and frail little green tea x human-faced beast with a heart and a scumbag secret guard]
Su Yunfeng lived in the deep palace for a long time and was deeply favored by the holy family.
But once, Emperor Zhao Hege was seriously ill, and Su Yunfeng went out to the temple to worship Buddha and burn incense.
After praying for Zhao He Pavilion and being frightened.
He couldn't afford to fall ill.
He often suffered from intermittent attacks of panic hysteria. Zhao Hege consulted the imperial physician and said he was fine.
But Zhao Hege was still worried.
So he arranged for a personal guard, Zhou Jian, the knife-wielding guard who accompanied Su Yunfeng to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Since Zhou Jian served as a secret guard for Su Yunfeng, Su Yunfeng's condition has indeed improved.
Zhao Hege was very pleased.
He asked Zhou Jian to accompany Su Yunfeng for him and help him share some of the pressure.
So that he can be more diligent in government affairs.
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It's the twelfth lunar month of winter again.
That night.
Su Yunfeng went to the Imperial Garden to admire plum blossoms and snow, but accidentally contracted the cold.
He keeps coughing every night.
Difficulty sleeping.
After Zhao Hege heard about it, he quickly ordered Zhou Jian to find the imperial doctor to get medicine.
Stew it for Su Yunfeng and feed it to her...
Zhou Jian handed the spoon full of medicinal soup to Su Yunfeng's mouth, said to be careful to burn it, and asked Su Yunfeng to drink it slowly, and asked Su Yunfeng, "Is the medicine that Your Majesty usually takes for the empress better, or the medicinal soup that you humble yourself to make for the empress?"
Su Yunfeng took the medicinal soup and tasted it, and unconsciously licked the bottom of the bowl clean, "Do you still need to ask, Guard Zhou? Of course, Guard Zhou's medicinal soup tastes better. His Majesty is busy with government affairs and overworked, and he can't even take care of himself. He has no time to make some medicinal soup for me. Sir, you really know how to joke."
Zhou Jian brought the soup over and was about to leave, but Su Yunfeng suddenly hugged him from behind, snatched the soup away from his hand, whispered on his ear and shoulder, and said, "Sir, this bowl of soup is too bitter. I drank so much just now, can't you give me something sweet?"
Zhou Jian turned around and said with a sinister sneer: "It's not sweet, I'm afraid it will be more bitter. Do you still want to drink it?"
Su Yunfeng was shocked and frightened, but she still seemed to be possessed by evil spirits and said in a daze: "I think..."
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