Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Su Qiao didn't sleep all night, drew a few draft drawings, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice.

To run away, poor martial arts is not enough.

Before dawn, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, it's time to get up, it's almost Mao Shi."

Bi Qiu covered her mouth and yawned, and continued knocking on the door: "Master, it will be too late if you can't afford it."

There was no movement in the house, and the two servants were also a little anxious.

"Prince, your first day of work today, you must not be late."

"Prince, when you go to court, you must not miss the hour."

Su Qiao didn't bother to pay attention to it, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep with her pillow in her arms.

The son showed his face in front of the emperor. Lord Su Hou was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. Yin Shi packed himself up and sat in the hall in the front yard and waited.

Seeing that my son had not come out for a long time, he hurried over.

"Qiaoer, get up quickly, it's almost Mao Shi, you have to get up and clean up quickly. The emperor values ​​you so much, but he can't live up to the emperor's grace."

"It's so annoying, it's still not bright today, what are you shouting?"

After Su Qiao finished her practice, she was just a little drowsy. Unexpectedly, they kept arguing, so she could only yawn and open the door.

"Qiao Er, today is your first day as an errand, how can you be so slack?"

Su Houye hated that iron could not become steel.

"ok, ok, I got it."

Su Qiao yawned and yawned, wiped the saline from the corners of her eyes, turned around and picked up a sandalwood box from the table, and stuffed it into her father's hand:

"Father, you send someone to give this box to the emperor and tell him that this prince spent all night studying last night, exhausting his energy and exhaustion. Now he's exhausted, he can't go to work today."

Lord Su was anxious: "How can this be done? Qiao Er, the emperor praised you so much, you just crawled..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Qiao had already fallen into Bi Qiu's arms.

"Master!" Bi Qiu hurriedly supported her: "Master, what's the matter with you?"

Su Qiao Youyou opened her eyes and shook her head weakly:

"I'm fine, but my head is a little dizzy and my chest is a little tight. I should be fine when I lie down and rest."

Now that I can't climb anymore, I shouldn't have to go now, right?

Seeing that Su Qiao was weak and lackluster, Bi Qiu hurriedly called Xiao Wu and helped him onto the bed.

Then he said to Lord Su Hou with a heartache on his face:

"Marquis, the young master's health is not very good. Last night, he turned on the lamp to study, and now he is exhausted and fainted. Do you think you can take a leave of absence from the emperor?"

"This...this..." Lord Su did not dare to stroke the emperor's beard.

But the son is like this now, and it is not very good to face the saint.

At that time, if he passed out in court, the impact would be even worse.

"Okay, then you have a good rest at home, for your father... for your father to help you sue the emperor."

As for sending someone to send it over, he would never dare.

Lord Su Hou held the box and did not dare to open it to look at it, so he went to the palace tremblingly.

Against the gloomy and unpredictable gaze of the emperor, Lord Su Hou only felt that his scalp was numb and his legs were shaking.

"Emperor... Your Majesty, please forgive me, really... it's just that my son is too weak to... can't come to receive the grace of the emperor in person."

Long Jingyuan's face turned black, and he laughed in anger: "Oh, you have given birth to a good son."

His courage was beyond the sky. Yesterday, he acted both hard and soft. He personally told him to see him today, and he even dared to resist the decree.

Eunuch Quan shrank his neck and stood behind without daring to say a word.

In his heart, he scolded Su Qiao with a bloody head.

The more the emperor smiled, the more angry he was.

This time I was really annoyed.