MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 56v2 The Cold-Blooded Female Supporting Woman Who Saved the World of Empresses (7)

The moonlight is like a layer of white gauze, covered with a layer of faint light, falling in the courtyard, drawing out two shadows.

The two sat on the threshold, holding up bowls and drinking Coke.

It was the first time in Jiang Zhen's life that she drank this kind of thing. It was dark, and when it entered her throat, it seemed that there were countless bubbles dancing on her tongue. Let out a soft sigh of relief.

"Is this also a specialty of your south?"

"This is my exclusive secret formula, only I can make it."

Jiang Zhen didn't believe it: "How did you do it?"

"It's said to be a secret recipe, so how can it be easily passed on to others? Even if you are the person I like, it won't work." Song Lingshu said eloquently.

Jiang Zhen was already immune to the love words she uttered from time to time, and asked, "Then what's its name?"

"It's called Coke."

"Coke? Why such a weird name?"

"Because... Pepsi is all Coke!" Song Lingshu said.

Jiang Zhen took a few more sips curiously: "Then what's the name of that noodle?"

"It'll be fine after just soaking it. What do you think it's called noodles?" Song Lingshu asked.

"Yellow noodles."

"...Okay, yellow noodles are yellow noodles." Song Lingshu laughed.

The two had a hearty meal and returned to the bedroom under the hazy moonlight, but they couldn't fall asleep.

Jiang Zhen was reminiscing about the strange food just now, but Song Lingshu was feeling overwhelmed, with a faint stomachache. She didn't expect the original owner's stomach to be so irresistible. She tossed and turned for a long time: "It's over, my stomach hurts."

"There are so many things." Jiang Zhen said.

Song Lingshu rubbed her stomach on the bed, groaned and groaned for a long time, felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, she had to find a doctor, she pressed on the railing with one hand, stood up in cold sweat, and just about to open her mouth, she heard a rustling sound next to her. Jiang Zhen got up.

"Give me your hand."

Song Lingshu glanced at her blankly, stretched out his hand, and his wrist was held down by the other hand.

Jiang Zhen sat down beside the bed, felt her pulse, and asked, "Where is the Tai Hospital?"

"In the southeast corner." Song Lingshu said nah.

As soon as the words fell, the other party got up and strode away. About half an hour later, he came in with a bowl of freshly brewed soup, put it aside, and said, "Let it cool down for a while before drinking."

"Oh..." Song Lingshu lay on the bed, turned sideways, and asked curiously, "You can feel the pulse?"

"My father and queen used to be a doctor." Jiang Zhen explained succinctly.

"I see, but you actually helped me decoct the medicine. I'm so touched!" Song Lingshu said.

Jiang Zhen frowned, and said bluntly: "I just fried a portion for myself, after all, we have all eaten the same thing."

"Don't you suspect that I poisoned you?"

Jiang Zhen glanced at her: "Are you stupid? Didn't I just feel the pulse?"

"That's right." Just as Song Lingshu finished speaking, his stomach hurt again, and he began to roll while clutching his stomach.

Just as she was about to roll off the bed, she was stopped by someone, and then a big hand covered her stomach, and she gently rubbed it, as if with magical powers, the place she rubbed was miraculous General pain relief.

Song Lingshu snorted twice comfortably, seeing that the other party was about to withdraw her hand, but she was faster, hugged her hand, and looked at her with pleading eyes: "Knead again, I'm afraid of pain. "

"What do you think of me?" Jiang Zhen said proudly, "I'm not your servant."

"Of course it's someone I like. After all, you've helped me three times today, so I decided to promise you with my body." Song Lingshu said.

Jiang Zhen: "You don't have to."

"Then I will give you my country, do you dare to take it?" Song Lingshu asked.

Jiang Zhen raised her eyebrows and didn't answer, but she still reached out to rub her belly, lest this guy hurt to death, and she would be wronged as a villain who made trouble.

After finding a reason like this, Jiang Zhen felt much more comfortable, and only helped her get up to drink the medicine after the medicine cooled down.

This medicine is not ordinary bitter. Song Lingshu took a sip and put on a pain mask: "I won't drink it, it's too bitter."

"Stop talking nonsense, drink quickly." Jiang Zhen said fiercely.

"But it's really bitter." Song Lingshu said, "If you don't believe me, try it?"

"Where is the bitterness?" Jiang Zhen took a sip pretending to be calm, and said without changing her face, "The good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. If you don't drink it, believe it or not, I will beat you unconscious?"

When Song Lingshu thought that this was the medicine she had boiled for half an hour, she became cruel, and when she took the bowl, she turned the direction of the mouth of the bowl.

Then Jiang Zhen watched her deliberately turn to the place where she had drunk, and drank the medicine in one go.

Jiang Zhen: "..."

"It's so bitter!" Song Lingshu quickly put down the bowl, his face almost wrinkled.

Jiang Zhen got up, took a piece of pastry from the dessert plate in the house, stuffed it into her mouth forcefully, and blocked her mouth.

Song Lingshu finished eating the pastry quickly, and then she felt forced to suppress the bitterness in her mouth, and smiled: "Thank you, why don't you sleep on the floor tonight, and come to sleep on my bed."

Song Lingshu originally wanted to change beds with her, but before the other party heard the second part of her sentence, he said seriously: "You have a good idea, who wants to sleep in your bed, bah, don't worry about it."

After that, she turned around and lay down on the ground.

"Okay then, good night." Song Ling pulled the quilt slowly, and didn't fall asleep until her stomach felt nothing.

After tossing and tossing for too long that night, she finally closed her eyes when she heard the palace man knocking on the door, telling her to get ready to go to court in the morning.

"I won't go!" She was very sleepy, so she didn't want to go to the morning court, and she just listened to the quarrel of those courtiers, today she needs to have a good rest.

At this time, Jiang Zhen and the palace said: "She is not feeling well, and she will stop the court today. Go and inform the ministers."

"yes."

After the palace servants withdrew, Song Lingshu smiled: "Zhenzhen, according to me, you just follow me. It's good that you are in charge of this country."

"I will be in charge one day." Jiang Zhen said indifferently, she would not hide her ambition in front of her, "But I didn't get it from your nonsense words."

"Okay, then I'll continue to sleep." Song Lingshu couldn't help the sleepiness, and continued to catch up on sleep.

When she woke up again, Jiang Zhen was no longer in the room, she asked the servants in the palace: "Where did Zhenzhen go?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, she has gone to Gongfang."

Song Lingshu nodded, and said again: "Is everything arranged?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

At the same time, Jiang Zhen was in a certain palace, and there were two men inside, one standing behind her, the other kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, carefully raised her head and glanced at Jiang Zhen: "I really, really I don’t know why Your Majesty dismissed the harem, although I was the last one to serve her, but after she woke up, someone took me away.”

Although this man was good-looking, he was very timid and fearful. Seeing that he was about to be sent out of the palace due to falling out of favor, facing Jiang Zhen's interrogation, for fear that she would use torture, he confessed everything in detail.

Jiang Zhen tapped her fingers on the table quickly. No matter what, she couldn't find out Song Lingshu's intentions, which made her a little annoyed. This feeling of uncertainty made her very frustrated. It's really because of her admiration for her since childhood that he was accepted into the harem, and now he is dismissed because of her.

How could she believe such a ridiculous thing!

...But what if? Could it just be this most unlikely answer when she couldn't find any other possibility?

Jiang Zhen was taken aback by her own thoughts, suddenly slapped the table hard, clenched her fists irritably, the man trembled in fright, and said in a panic: "Wait, I suddenly remembered something. …”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhen said indifferently.

"I vaguely heard her talking in her sleep, what did she call Zhenzhen in her dream...don't go..."

Jiang Zhen: "..."

The subordinate covered his mouth in surprise, and then asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's you who won't call?"

Jiang Zhen's eyes moved slightly, her face was calm and calm, but only she knew what was going on in her heart.

"Take him out of the palace." Jiang Zhen stepped forward and slapped the man on the back of the neck, causing the man to faint immediately.

"yes."

"Your Majesty, why did you ask the imperial concubine to answer like this?" The palace man beat Song Lingshu's leg, "How can you be sure that she will interrogate the imperial concubine?"

"Just take precautions." Song Lingshu knew that Jiang Zhen couldn't easily believe in her love, and was curious about the truth about the dismissal of the harem. He would definitely investigate, and then he would definitely find out about the noble concubine who was the last to sleep, so he sent in advance People go to take care of it.

Not long after, Jiang Zhen came back as if nothing had happened. Song Lingshu turned her head, looked her up and down, and teased: "Why did you go to Gong's room again? Could it be that something is wrong with your body? If you need something, just tell me, I will still continue to love you."

Jiang Zhen glanced at her sideways, but didn't know how to face her, so she stiffly looked away and walked in pretending to be natural.

The other party looked at her directly, and said, "You can wipe the medicine on my back for me."

"Go find these palace people." Jiang Zhen said impatiently.

"They are not as good as you." Song Lingshu said shyly, "And I just want you to wipe."

Jiang Zhen stared at her face for a while, and suddenly wanted to test it. With her hands behind her back, she secretly drew a cut on her finger with the blade, and then showed the wound: "My hand is injured, and I can't wipe it for you."

Song Lingshu was taken aback, and hurried forward, looking at the blood on her finger: "How did you do it?"

"I accidentally hurt it." Jiang Zhen said.

"Hurry up and get the gauze, no, hurry up and declare the imperial physician!" Song Lingshu anxiously shouted to the palace man, who hurried out.

Jiang Zhen watched her expression carefully, and a series of changes in her expression were very real and natural, as if she was really worried about her, and said: "Small injury."

"It's not small, it's bleeding!" Song Lingshu looked flustered.

Jiang Zhen frowned slightly, seeing her worried and overwhelmed, a secret sense of pleasure even emerged from a corner of her heart, and before she could taste it, suddenly her fingers were touched by the warm mouth wrapped up.

Jiang Zhen watched in surprise as Song Lingshu put her finger into her mouth, sucking the blood from her finger, feeling her scalp tense, and couldn't even speak.

At this time, Song Lingshu raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and the worry in his eyes almost overflowed: "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Zhen: "..."

It doesn't hurt, it's just a little numb.

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