Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Fengzi was actually a little angry.

However, this anger did not come towards Azhao.

When Azhao softened his voice, he was actually ready to follow this step.

But...

He didn't expect, Zhao thought he was not depressed and made such a childish move.

Pull the sleeves.

It was a very childish and intimate act.

Fengzi... enjoyed it a bit.

So he had a little bit of darkness in his heart... and he kept bandaging his face.

He wanted to see what the Queen would do if she continued to be angry.

What did Azhao do?

She took a close look at Fengzi and found that she seemed still angry.

Alas.

She sighed in her heart.

“Sire, I'm really fine.” She took the initiative to hold Feng Zidi's hand beside her.

Fengzi: “! ”

His hand was pulled by a soft hand and pressed against Zhao's forehead.

Tentacles are soft.

When he lowered his eyes, he turned to Zhao's clear black and white eyes: “Touch it yourself, the fever has gone away. ”

Fengzi took his hand back with great reluctance and his face finally slowed down.

It's not that he was really fooled, it's...

If we don't get down this step again, I don't know what else the Queen will do.

If she does anything else, Fengzi can't guarantee that she can still be so restrained.

At this time, the palace heard a gentle voice from the outer palace: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Her Highness, Mother's medicine is ready. ”

“Come in.” Fengzi said.

The heartbeat of the Forward Palace walked up with a tray.

On top of that tray, in addition to a bowl of black medicine soup, there was a small platter of golden candy.

“Drop the pills and step back.” Toyoshi commanded.

Miyato did it.

As soon as Zhao saw the dark medicine, his face revealed a disgusting color.

However, she also knew that if she did not take the medicine, she would become seriously ill and suffer.

So she was particularly conscious about taking off the quilt and getting up to take the pill.

Then just lifted a corner and her hand was pressed.

Zhao looked up at Fengzi.

Toyoshi got up very naturally to pick up the medicine bowl on the table and sat back by the bed.

“… thank you.” A Zhao thought that Fengzi was taking care of herself. She was a little thankful not to let herself get up.

She reached out and picked up the medicine bowl.

However, Fengzi did not move.

Zhao: “? ”

To her confused eyes, Fengzi smiled: “If the mother is sick, let her son take the medicine after serving the mother. ”

Waiter?

Zhao blinked. Is that what she understood?

She was still stunned and saw Fengzi holding a bowl with one hand and a spoon with one hand, scooping up a spoon of medicine.

It is obviously a dosing gesture.

It's really going to be a pill.

Zhao was surprised for two seconds and fell into an unnamed pride: she was the only one who could give medicine to the emperor herself, right?

There's a little pride in it!

Of course, she wanted to be polite: “I'll do it myself. How can you let His Majesty do this? ”

Fengzi looked down at the medicine bowl in his hand and smiled softly: "My filial mother deserves it. ”

A Zhao looked at Fengzi and always felt that he was laughing, causing some hair on the bottom of his heart.

But think about it, first of all, he's his own nominal son. Second, he's his own man.

Just a pill, that's all you deserve.

Zhao opened his mouth along the handed soup medicine without any burden.

——

Third, more.

I have a hunch that being a person again today is going to fail, presumably in accordance with international practice.

I'd better lie flat and continue with my fisherman.