Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 326: Zhenliang died and Fusu lived.



Chapter 326: Zhenliang died and Fusu lived.

"Where did you get the parent seeds of rice?"

"System, system, it's one of the golden fingers given by the system."

The pillow is cool, so more air is taken in and less air is exhaled.

"I don't have anything else to ask." Qi Pan said.

"it is good."

Ying Zheng nodded, "Master, please go out first. I will be here soon."

Qi Pan nodded again and turned to leave.

When Ying Zheng came out, behind him was the unconscious Fusu, who was carried by two Black Ice Guards.

"How is Fusu?" Qi Pan asked.

"fine."

Ying Zheng said, "It will be fine once he wakes up."

He walked over to Qi Pan and said, "Let's go."

..........

Ying Zheng temporarily placed Fusu in the palace next to him.

It was three days later when Fusu woke up.

"Cough cough!"

“Hiss… It hurts.”

Before Fusu opened his eyes, he felt a burning pain in his chest.

When he covered his chest and opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar bed curtain above his head.

"woke up?"

A deep voice.

Fusu turned around and said, "Father? Imperial Master?!"

"Why are you here? I cough cough...what's wrong with me?"

"You don't remember?" Qi Pan asked.

"Ah? Remember what?"

Fusu was puzzled and confused.

Didn't he just take a nap?

How come I'm in a different place when I wake up?

Also, didn’t he sleep a little too long?

Why do I feel like I have slept for several days?

My whole body aches.

Especially the chest.

It felt like someone had kicked me.

Qi Pan and Ying Zheng looked at each other.

It seems that Fusu didn't know that he was possessed by Zhenliang.

I don’t know what happened during this period of time.

"Xia Qing, show it to him." Ying Zheng said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xia Wuqi, who was standing aside, stepped forward carrying a medicine box.

He took the pulse of the confused Fusu and looked at his chest.

When he saw the footprints on his chest, Fusu realized that his feeling was right.

Was he really kicked?!

Or was he kicked in his sleep!

"Young Master, there's nothing serious. Just prescribe some medicine for him to take for a few days and apply some ointment to heal him. He'll be fine."

Xia Wuqie said.

He took out a pen and paper and wrote a prescription, then took out a bottle of ointment from the medicine box.

"Master, this is ointment."

"Apply three times a day, morning, noon and evening."

"Take it with the medicinal soup. Please have someone follow me to get the medicine later."

"it is good."

Fusu looked at Xia Wuqi, the ointment placed on the stool beside the bed, and nodded with difficulty.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Master, I will go get the medicine first."

Xia Wuqi bowed to Ying Zheng and Qi Pan, picked up the medicine box and walked out.

Ying Zheng motioned Xia Lin to follow him to get the medicine.

Qi Pan and Ying Zheng walked to Fusu's bed.

"You have no memory of what happened in the past few days?"

Ying Zheng sat down on the chair next to the bed and asked.

"what?"

"Father, Father, what happened in the past few days?"

Fusu looked at Ying Zheng and then at Qi Pan with a puzzled look.

Only then did he notice that Qi Pan seemed a little different.

He blinked in confusion, thinking he had seen it wrong.

He looked at Qi Pan again.

His eyes widened immediately!

“National Master! You…why are you fat???”

ha? ? ?

Gained weight???

Qi Pan was stunned when he heard this.

He looked down and pinched his waist.

"Not fat? Where am I fat?"

"Your breasts, your breasts are fat!"

Fusu pointed at Qipan.

Qipan slapped Fusu on the back of the head.

"I'm not fat!"

"Even if I get fat, I'm happy with it!"

"Ow!"

"it hurts!!"

Fusu was caught red-handed.

He covered the back of his head with his hands, grinning, "Father, look at her!"

"Deserved it."

Ying Zheng spoke in a calm tone and dropped a bomb directly at Fusu.

"The Imperial Master is a woman, so you are not allowed to talk about her casually in the future."

"Oh, if you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. What does the woman have...wait!"

Fusu's eyes widened, "What did you say?!"

"The national teacher is a woman???!!!!"

He opened his mouth wide, and his eyes kept moving back and forth between Ying Zheng and Qi Pan.

Woman, woman, woman...woman?

National Master???

National Master = Woman???

"When did this happen?" Fusu asked.

Ying Zheng said, "The imperial teacher has always been a woman."

"I just dressed as a man to hide my identity."

"The identity was announced two days ago, and the ministers and the people in the court also know about it."

Fusu was dumbfounded. "All the people know about it, but I don't know?"

What on earth had he missed?

How many days did he sleep?

Why does it feel like the sky has changed when I wake up from sleep? ? ?

"Don't you know now?"

Ying Zheng said, "Also, you have been unconscious for some time. You are possessed by someone."

What?

Possession?

Occupied the body? ?

He knows all these words, so why can't he recognize them when they are put together?

"Father, Father, what does it mean to be possessed by someone?"

"Haven't I been sleeping these days?"

Fusu opened his big eyes, which were both clear and confused.

Ying Zheng let Zhenliang possess Fusu and told Fusu everything he had done in the past few days.

Except for the matter of proposing to Qi Pan.

Qi Pan had no objection to this and did not add anything.

To her, this matter doesn't matter.

After all, it was Zhenliang who did it using Fusu's body, not Fusu himself.

It makes no difference whether you say it or not.

After hearing what Ying Zheng said, Fusu felt disappointed.

He struggled to get off the bed and saluted Ying Zheng.

"Father!"

"Your son, your son really doesn't know!"

He still felt a little scared.

Fortunately, the thief did not use his body to do anything bad.

Otherwise he would be in trouble.

"Well, I know you're fine."

"Take good care of your injuries these few days and take medicine on time."

Ying Zheng said.

"Yes, Father, I understand."

After Fusu finished speaking, he hugged Ying Zheng's thigh.

"Wuwuwu... Father! I almost couldn't see you anymore. Wuwuwu..."

too frightening.

There is actually such a thing as possession.

Or possess him.

So weird!

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, who was crying and hugging his thighs, with a helpless look in his eyes.

But she didn't push him away, but let him hold her.

When Fusu's snot was about to rub against Ying Zheng's robe, Ying Zheng pushed him away and pulled back his leg.

"Okay, have a good rest. I'll let Xia Lin stay here to watch over you."

"Wow...Thank you, father."

Fusu wiped his tears and lay back on the bed.

After coming out from Fusu, Qi Pan said.

"Brother, do you think we should hold a sacrifice?"

"Why are there so many of them one after another? They are either time travelers or mission takers."

"Hold a sacrifice, burn some incense and pray?"


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