: Poor

It’s not that. Although she is lazy and has not practiced yoga, he still practices swords on time every morning and evening, but he just can’t keep up with her eating speed. Recently, her waist seems to have gained weight again.

The main reason is that Fang Shu eats at night every time, and no matter how good her figure is, she can't stand it. Could it be that she eats too much and does not exercise, so the emperor didn't hide when the assassin came?

If it was in a narrow place, it was really possible, because at that time the competition was flexibility.

It turned out that she wanted to consume the calories she had for her meals and practiced yoga every night, so the emperor's flexibility has improved. She doesn't practice anymore, and it's difficult for him to do difficult movements such as lowering his waist?

If it was because of her that the emperor misjudged his strength and because she had gained weight, he was not as flexible as before, the responsibility was really on her.

She bragged at the beginning and said she wanted to assist him, but she started to be lazy within two days, which was really a slap in the face.

Fang Shu sighed and stood upside down on the bed. As a result, she encountered the wound on her arm, which fell down in pain and turned into a horse.

Not to mention, I haven't practiced for a long time, and my body is indeed a little stiff and I can hardly get out of it. I guess it will hurt between the emperor's legs tomorrow.

The calf may also be thrusting. She has been lazy for more than a month, no wonder the emperor discovered it.

If you don’t practice qigong for a day, no one can tell that if you don’t practice qigong for a week, you will lose your movements to the pig.

It took him so long to realize that he was slow. Fang Shu was afraid that he would notice something strange when she was practicing before. She only took a few seconds at a time, and then slowly increased the difficulty and number of times. Because the process was slow, the emperor had never noticed it. Maybe he had discovered it, and he had no time to pay attention.

He is also the busiest time when he is sick. He has worries outside and internal troubles. He even has to cover up his illness and cannot be known.

After all, the royal family has a thin descendant, and there are only a few princes with good-behaved and soft personalities.

Those with sharp edges were killed by the empress dowagers back then, and they were looking for various excuses. Only children with problems or those who were unwilling to fight for the throne could survive.

It is said that there is also a cruel mother who discounted her son's legs because she was afraid that her healthy son would have the right to inherit and become a thorn in the empress dowager's side.

If the princes are useless, the ministers are naturally ambitious and want to fight for power. There is a saying that ministers who do not want to be emperors are not good ministers.

Almost all ambitious ministers want to be emperors, so once the emperor gets heart disease and has extremely poor physical condition, many ministers will be ready to move and make some moves.

As an emperor, the pressure from the emperor at that time can be imagined.

In fact, if you count it carefully, this young emperor is at most the same age as her in her previous life. At least Fang Shu can't imagine how she survived with a group of wolves looking around. She will definitely not be able to die if she survives for three episodes.

So sometimes Fang Shu admires him very much. He is very powerful and is born to be trained as an emperor. Who else can be left behind in this position?

Many of the Queen Mother's actions were actually redundant, and the emperor didn't need them at all. Unfortunately, she still used her way to clear the enemies.

The emperor must be very sorry. He learned a lot of skills but failed to use it.

The most unlucky thing is that the empress dowager is his mother. If he hadn't been sent to the Book Garden by the last emperor on a whim, he would have been ruined by the empress dowager, right?

Fang Shu practiced fiercely this time and slashed for half a moment in one breath. It took half an hour for one moment, about twenty minutes, and she also did eye exercises at the same time.

Recently, she has not only been lazy in yoga, but also in eye exercises. No wonder she heard the meaning of disgust in her tone. She has indeed done nothing but eating.

This won't work. Fang Shu deeply examined herself and worked hard to repair it.

You can't always ask the emperor for requests, and occasionally you have to help a group of emperors.

What can you help the emperor?

I always feel that they are people from two worlds. Everyone around the emperor can do what she can do, but they just don’t want to do it. They don’t like others to touch his body, so these things fall on her.

By the way.

Fang Shu almost forgot that she could help him grow rice. He seemed very busy recently. If the seedlings in front of the window were not followed by her and Changqing, they would have died after all.

Fang Shu weighed the basin and it was time to water it again, but she didn't water it today and wanted to break the seedlings and plant them.

Fang Shu stretched out her hands. The Emperor's hands were so beautiful, slender and fair, thin and clean, with neatly trimmed nails, round and smooth. I really couldn't bear to use these hands to insert them into the mud. It felt like a waste of resources and a feeling of defilement.

But there was no way. She had thought of letting Changqing water and seedlings. Changqing looked embarrassed. After asking, he realized that the seedlings must be planted in person. This was an agreement he made with the old man on the mountain.

Since he had to plant it himself, she also used his body, so it was not considered a violation.

The main reason was that he agreed to be his assistant, but in the end he was immersed in delicious food and drinks within two days. He was really guilty and had to do something to make up for him.

She barely found what she could do to grow rice.

Fang Shu touched her shoulder, but fortunately she was injured in her left hand. This position basically didn't affect herbs and didn't need to take the seedlings. A eunuch named Longyuan helped her hold it.

Fang Shu just came out and didn't pay attention, but now she realized, "Hey, where is Changqing?"

Longan leaned down with a baby face and said obediently, "Did you forget?

You put him out of the palace.”

Fang Shu: "..."

The emperor is really great. Even the eunuchs can be left outside the palace.

Poor Changqing.

He would come back, but the emperor would use it as he could. It was impossible for him to throw him away, so there was no need to worry about him, so Fang Shu continued to plant rice.

She put her other sleeve with one hand, inserted her beautiful hands into the mud, planting rice one by one, and planting all the seedlings. It was already very late and she could not drag them anymore. Fang Shu washed her hands, left the notes and went to bed quickly.

Yin Fei got up late again today. He caught the man all night last night and came back very late. After reading the censor's note, he found that she was sleeping very late too. No wonder she felt dizzy and uncomfortable. It turned out that she had not had a good sleep.

I touched under the pillow and found a note. The note was not dry yet.

‘I practiced well today and helped you plant rice. Did you forget something important?

’

What is important?

An arrow was drawn below, as if he wanted him to turn it over, Yin Fei turned it over.

‘You have put Changqing outside the palace.

’

Yin Fei looked at the direction of the door. No wonder he was so quiet today, and no one urged him to get up. It turned out that Changqing was not here.

He really didn't pay attention to Changqing.

He has grown his legs and should come back by himself.

Fang Shu got up early this morning and had to do a big cleaning. People in the Changchun Palace, whether they are on night shifts or on day shifts, have to come here.

His eyes suddenly became more and more resentful, and of course he did not show his face, "What's wrong with the emperor?"

"Send someone to find this."

A piece of paper fell lightly, and he hurriedly caught it. The painting was related to the things on it. The Emperor had asked him a long time ago. At that time, he only thought it was discovered by the emperor from the book. He was curious about drawing it. Now it seems to be related to that person.

Who is that person? It’s so good to hide. As the chief executive, he has a lot of power. After searching for a while, he couldn’t find it.
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