2-200 Pre-couch Meeting 4

readx; This child has been sick for a long time, King Jingcheng has more or less heard of it, Lian Li has been sick for three or five days since he was a child, and he was pleased when he first met Lian Li's liveliness and cleverness, but he did not seem to be a mediocre and incompetent person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Later, when he learned the true identity of Li'er, he was really ecstatic, and secretly complained that Wei Ruoshui had never revealed the slightest information to him, and he felt even more pity for the child who grew up alone in the Wei Palace.

In addition to pity, he couldn't help but resist the urge to appear, and quietly looked at the lien carp on the bed in the corner. I don't know if it's because of her illness since childhood, Lian Li's face is always sickly dull yellow, King Jing's gaze swept over her smooth big forehead, the petite nose bridge that is not straight, and the slight curvature of the two sides of the lip flap that is naturally upturned......

It was his and Wei Ruoshui's child. The more I look at him, the more I rejoice, and the more I look at him, the more I pity him.

The two knelt quietly in front of the bed, one of them holding the round basin high, just at the distance where the carp leaned over and vomited. Lian Lili suddenly covered his mouth again, coughing and retching, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, and began to spit out the edge of the round basin.

Yuan Xiang gently stroked her back to help her breathe, and asked the palace people to hold the sheep towel that was just warm and wet, and once again served Lian Li, wiped his hands and face, and changed his clothes, and after the palace people outside the door had already come in with a bowl of hot soup, presumably because they had sprinkled the soup before, and a bowl was heated again.

Lian Li's eyes fell on the light veil of the palace man kneeling in front of the bed, and he turned slightly, and caught a glimpse of the trembling hand holding the spittoon hard, and pulled the corners of his mouth silently, as if he was laughing.

"I ...... I don't want to see so many people, so don't let them in and disturb me in the future. Lian Carp was extremely weak, leaning weakly on the pillow like a wrung out towel, and slowly swallowed a mouthful of the decoction with Yuanxiang's hand.

Yuan Xiang looked at Lian Li's eyes with a hint of pity, and just explained with a slight side face: "Don't hurry up yet." ā€

If the palace people were amnesty, they immediately kowtowed and bowed their heads and retreated.

"Motoka, I remember it seems to be snowing in the morning......"

The medicine should be extremely bitter, but even the carp can't feel any taste. She closed her eyes and listened to the whirring sound outside the window in a trance, and asked hesitantly, "Has it snowed already?" ā€

"Your Majesty, the snow has already fallen, and it's cold outside." Yuan Xiang smiled reluctantly, but there was a slight pain in her heart. It was a few days ago when it last snowed, but it didn't melt for a while, so it's so cold. Lian Lili fell asleep for a long time, only remembering that it was going to snow before going to bed, but he didn't know that he had already woken up three or four days later.

Lian Li's eyes were closed and he hummed softly, as if he was going to fall asleep again in the next second.

"Your Majesty, who do you see coming?"

Yuan Xiang shouted softly, took Lian Li's hand to help her lean on, pulled the quilt up to her neck, and tied her with a thick brocade robe, and then shouted softly.

"Huh?"

Lian Li's eyes were extremely tired, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his slightly sloppy eyes swept over the door, he was stunned for a moment, and then slowly opened a big smile.

Her smile was like a spring day when the ice and snow melted, warm and bright, but fragile like a young cliff flower trembling in the cold wind.

"Uncle Wang...... Ahem, ahem......" She coughed a few times and smiled again, "You're here?" ā€

King Jing just wanted to speak, but suddenly found that there was a sound of rubbing on his face, and he was still wearing the mask that was isolated from the epidemic.

King Jing Liancheng turned his face slightly, and just reached out to touch the edge of the mask, but was stopped by Lian Li.

"Uncle Wang, it's better to be exempt, why do you need these things"

"His Royal Highness King Jing is still wearing it, this ...... The medicine in the house is too heavy, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it. The imperial physician Wang Tieqiao said this, and gave him a step down.

Yuan Xiang smiled slightly, ordered someone to bring a chair, and welcomed King Jing into the curtain.

After the salute was waived, King Jing took half a step and sat on the chair next to the lili couch. His back was a little stiff, but his eyes were as soft as the crystal clouds in the summer sky.

"Your Majesty, can you ...... Feeling better? King Jing looked at Lian Li's slightly blackened eyes, and couldn't help but ask distressedly.

"Thank you Uncle Wang for your concern." Lian Lili smiled slightly, couldn't help but yawn sleepily, his eyes were red, he rubbed his eyes tiredly and smiled bitterly, "It's still the same." Uncle Wang doesn't have to be formal, there are no outsiders here, and Imperial Doctor Wang is also doing his best, so he doesn't need to care about this. ā€

Wang Tieqiao looked grateful and hurriedly saluted and thanked him. King Jing shook his head and went with her.

"Have you eaten anything?" King Jing looked at the few pastries placed next to the bed and frowned, "It's not good to eat these alone. ā€

Yuan Xiang felt the same way, and looked at Lian Li helplessly and said: "Your Majesty said that he has a bad appetite, and sometimes he refuses to eat even a bite of the food these days." ā€

"But I really don't have an appetite." Lian Li looked at Yuanxiang's unhappy eyes, and his heart was even warmer.

"The slave maid is also worried that these things are not good, but the imperial doctor said that His Majesty likes it......"

"That's no way, Yuanda Beauty, you can just follow the doctor's instructions with peace of mind." Lian Li shrugged his shoulders, not caring if he ate or not.

King Jing's face stiffened slightly, and when he touched the slightly evasive eyes of the imperial physician, he suddenly realized that the so-called "if you like it", sometimes it doesn't mean anything good.

Yuan Xiang and Lian Li obviously didn't think of something deeper, but they were dissatisfied and wanted to persuade each other to eat something nutritious, and one helplessly pointed to Imperial Doctor Wang and said that his approach was reasonable.

Yuan Xiang really couldn't resist the hippie smiling Lian Carp, so she had to retire first, so that the uncle and nephew had time to get together alone. Seeing that Yuan Xiang was out of the door, Imperial Physician Wang also got up to leave, and before leaving, he hesitated and stopped and asked: "Your Majesty, this incense has a unique taste, dare to ask yes?" ā€

Lian Li thought about it a little sluggishly and shook his head: "What's the name, I can't remember it when I was asleep." I just feel that this taste is unique, cold like a snow-capped mountain ice lotus, and I feel refreshed when I smell it, so I let Yuanxiang withdraw those thick-smelling fat powder incense, which is used on weekdays. ā€

Wang Tieqiao smiled, and still respectfully suggested: "Incense and other things that have passed through the nose and into the lungs can be smelled and invigorated on weekdays, but Your Majesty is weak and weak, so it is better to use it sparingly at this time." ā€

Lian Li nodded indifferently and said, "When I go back, I will ask Yuanxiang to withdraw these incense." ā€

Wang Taiyi was relieved at this time, and walked out after a salute, King Jing turned his face slightly, glanced at Wang Tieqiao's back, and then turned back to talk to Lian Li:

"You should always eat something, Your Majesty likes these little desserts, I will bring some local specialties from Sicheng, if Your Majesty likes it, I will send them to the palace later."

Lian Li's eyes fell on the plate of dried plums, and he shook his head: "It's not tasteful, the things sent by Uncle Wang have come into the palace, and I'm just afraid of me...... I'm afraid I'll fall asleep again. ā€

"No, it won't." King Jing smiled reluctantly, and his eyes became more and more gentle: "Your Majesty, do you want to go out for a walk?" ā€

"Really! It's really ......" Lian Li's eyes suddenly lit up, then darkened, and murmured: "But the queen mother won't agree." (To be continued.) )