If this continues, even an iron-clad body will not be able to hold on.
*
The next day, a long desk was added to Imperial Study.
Su Qiao sat at the table with a look of resentment. "You promised to give me three days off."
Sitting behind the royal table, Long Jingyuan approved the memorial without raising his head. "I agreed, but I didn't say I would let it go now."
"..." Su Qiao was choked.
This bitch is so cunning, he even flirted with her.
Long Jingyuan put down the pen in his hand and glanced at her lightly. "All the ministers are waiting for your detonator and Thunderclap Bomb, and I am also waiting for your South-to-North Water Diversion plan."
"..." Well, she unknowingly dug a hole for herself again.
Helpless, Su Qiao could only write the plan in tears.
Time passed by slowly, one person was writing a pen above to comment on the memorial, and the other was writing a plan below, and it was peaceful and quiet.
Occasionally, the man above would raise his head and glance down while swiping his pen.
At noon, the two of them had a meal together, and Su Qiao continued to work hard.
Although the various aspects involved in the plan are extremely complicated, it is actually not too strenuous for Su Qiao.
The problem is, in this era, it doesn't have water pens or ballpoint pens.
Writing a long plan with a brush will of course take a lot of time.
It's dark, but Su Qiao is still writing hard.
"Drink some soup first and continue later."
Su Qiao worked hard without raising his head. "If you don't drink, there is one more thing. I will finish it soon."
Long Jingyuan directly took the pen out of her hand. "Continue after drinking!"
"..." Su Qiao The teeth are a little itchy.
This damn man, he was the one who let her work, and he was the one who didn't let her do it.
She was about to be finished, and he came out to cause trouble again.
Long Jingyuan didn't take her anger seriously at all, and signaled the palace maid to place several plates of snacks and a cup of soup in front of Su Qiao, "Eat some snacks, and then drink the soup."
Looking at the steaming snacks and soup, Su Qiao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his stomach growled.
Forget it, let's not argue with this bitch.
Su Qiao swept several plates of snacks and soup into his stomach in one breath, burped with satisfaction, touched his round belly, and continued working.
But not long after he started working, Su Qiao felt irritated and tugged on his clothes impatiently.
"What's wrong?"
Although he was reviewing the memorial, the man who was always paying attention to her put down his pen.
Su Qiao's cheeks were flushed, and his eyebrows were slightly twisted. "I... I'm a little hot."
"Trouble, I've been hit!" Su Qiao, who realized in hindsight, threw away the pen and stood up.
The man squinted his eyes, obviously understanding the reason, and helped Su Qiao, who got up too quickly and bumped into the corner of the table.
"Quan De, Doctor Xuan!"
Eunuch Quan was also a little dumbfounded. After reacting, he quickly sent the eunuch to find the imperial doctor.
Long Jingyuan helped her sit on the couch, "How is it?"
"Phew!"
Su Qiao felt that the breath he exhaled was hot, and he didn't know how much medicine the other party had given.
"What the hell is this...?"
The other party's target was obviously the doggy man next to him, but it was her who got the medicine in the end.
And with this amount of medicine, how much do you want to climb onto this man's Dragon Bed?
A stern look flashed in Long Jingyuan's eyes, and he patted her shoulder gently to comfort her, "Be patient, the imperial doctor will be here soon."
When he thought that all this was caused by this bitch, Su Qiao couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. "How can I bear it?"
"My whole body is on fire. Did this woman put all the aphrodisiacs in the apothecary into the soup?"