Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 236 The Soul of a Fallen Beauty (8)

They were talking quite loudly, and Qi Mo couldn't help but glance over there again.

“Prime Minister Qi, you always look over there. Is there some beautiful scenery over there?” Yuan Zhou couldn’t help but ask.

"Ahem." Qi Mo clenched his fist and lightly placed it to his lips. "There's no scenery, but there's a camellia tree there that's blooming quite beautifully."

"Hahaha." Yuan Zhou stood up and slowly walked to Zhao Jixiang's side, unable to hide his smile. "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, for time is still too late."

"I just don't know whether Prime Minister Qi thinks the camellia is prettier or the beauty is prettier."

Qi Mo frowned slightly and said in a stiff tone, "Of course, the camellia is more beautiful."

What's so special about a beautiful woman? Can you eat her?
Zhao Jixiang was extremely embarrassed at this moment, especially when he saw this former eldest grandson of the Qi family.

Before this, she had also considered making this eldest grandson of the Qi family her husband.

But after hearing that he had left the Qi family, she gave up on the idea.

I never expected that we would meet again at this time.

Yuan Zhou sighed deeply and looked at Qi Mo meaningfully, "Prime Minister Qi, at your age, many children are already running around everywhere."

"..." Qi Mo silently put down the warm chess piece in his hand and said stiffly, "This humble subject has something to attend to and will take his leave first."

After he left, Zhao Jixiang spoke up, "Your Majesty, this Prime Minister Qi is truly a handsome and talented man!"

Yuan Zhou released her, a roguish smile on his face. "What? Does Consort Rong like this kind of appearance?"

The eunuchs who had been standing in the pavilion just moments before hurriedly went outside.

This kind of topic is no longer something they can listen to.

Zhao Jixiang carefully observed his expression, and after confirming that he was not angry, she gently patted him in a coquettish manner, "Your Majesty~ I am your concubine. How can you say that?"

Yuan Zhou walked to the spot where he had just looked and stroked the delicate camellia with his hand. "Prime Minister Qi is handsome, far surpassing me. It is only natural that Consort Rong would be pleased to see him."

"Your Majesty, I am guilty!" Zhao Jixiang immediately knelt down.

Da Mei stood to the side, gazing at Yuan Zhou with fascination.

Another perfect husband.

Shen Yun rolled her eyes in a very unladylike manner.

This piece of porcelain is beyond saving.

She tried walking towards Yuanzhou, or more accurately, towards Zhao Jixiang.

She always felt there was something there that would attract her.

Zhao Jixiang was helped up, and his face was slightly flushed because his hand was held tightly.

Shen Yun curled her lips. If the original owner's parents were also ghosts, would she still be so smug?

However, her gaze was quickly drawn to the small porcelain bottle around Zhao Jixiang's neck.

I really want to touch it a couple of times.

But who would wear a small porcelain bottle around their neck?
Isn't it too heavy?

Moreover, with so many jewelry pieces, jade, and agate, which one wouldn't be better than this?

Curiosity must be something extraordinary.

Shen Yun couldn't resist and reached out to touch it.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy and was staring directly at Yuan Zhou.

Her hand was still resting on Yuanzhou's hand.

What is this ghost?

She instinctively pulled her hand away.

Yuan Zhou looked at her in surprise, and Shen Yun blinked and looked over as well.

"Dog, dog, calling dog, emergency, come out quickly."

Still half-asleep, 2345 paused for a moment, then let out a piercing scream: "Host, what's wrong with you?"

"That's why I called you out."

Having become a leisurely couch potato, 2345 didn't really want to do anything and just wanted to continue his retirement life.

But reality tells it that things still have to go on.

After a long while, 2345 finally said, "[Um... host, do you remember something?]" "What?" Shen Yun's right eyelid suddenly twitched wildly.

[You were looking for a body at first, weren't you? But you didn't find it.]

"so what?"

Did you see the small porcelain bottle hanging around Zhao Jixiang's neck?

"What, what happened?"

[It contains ashes.]

Shen Yun: "..."

How much did Zhao Jixiang hate this younger sister? At least the original owner's parents and half-siblings were buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Why was she cremated as soon as it came to her?

Moreover, is it really something that an ordinary person can do to carry ashes with them?
She didn't say anything else, but when she thought about it at night, she wondered if she was really not afraid.

"Consort Rong, what's wrong?" Yuan Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, noticing the changing expression on her face.

Upon hearing this sound, Shen Yun suddenly remembered his left hook.

I want to do it again.

I hope I won't get knocked away this time.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty suddenly feels unwell, so..." Shen Yun hesitated before continuing.

I really can't come up with any good reasons.

Yuan Zhou scrutinized her carefully, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes, "Since you're unwell..."

"Let me go back," Shen Yun thought expectantly.

"Then I will have the imperial physician come and examine you."

"No, no need." Shen Yun subconsciously raised her voice, "I just have a headache, probably from not sleeping well, so there's no need for the imperial physician to come and see me."

However, she collapsed to the ground as soon as she finished speaking.

Shen Yun emerged from the body.

Yuanzhou and Zhao Jixiang were very close, but when she fainted, Yuanzhou actually took a few steps back.

This action was hard for Shen Yun to accept, and it really wasn't because she couldn't handle it.

slip away.

Yuanzhou looked at the person lying on the ground, waved his hand, and summoned two eunuchs to move the person to the pavilion. He then summoned the imperial physician.

The imperial physician examined the patient's pulse for a long time but couldn't figure out what was wrong.

She was in good health, with a rosy and radiant complexion; it was completely unimaginable that someone with such a body could faint.

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "It's probably because Consort Rong is depressed that she's like this."

Yuan Zhou raised an eyebrow in surprise. Depressed? He couldn't tell at all.

"Let's fight poison with poison."

The imperial physician stroked his beard tremblingly. "Your Majesty means..."

Yuanzhou: "Isn't it said that Consort Rong is depressed? In that case, prescribe some bitter things for her, such as Coptis chinensis and Sophora flavescens. If she eats a lot of bitter things, she probably won't feel depressed anymore."

The imperial physician shuddered at these words. This reason was truly a fabrication. Who knew why Consort Rong had fainted? What if it was for the sake of vying for the emperor's favor?

"What, can't we open it?" Yuan Zhou asked, sounding impatient.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty is indeed wise."

……

Zhao Jixiang was somewhat confused after learning that he had fainted, and tried hard to recall what had happened before he fainted.

But they discovered that the memory seemed to have vanished into thin air.

She unconsciously clenched the small porcelain bottle hanging around her neck, and after a long while, she slowly exhaled.

She must have been too tired lately.

(End of this chapter)