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Coaxing the children, Chang Di felt powerless.

Ziying kept a straight face and said, "Don't come near me!" ”

"Why?"

Chang Di sat closer, and Ziying immediately reflexively hugged the quilt and retreated.

Changdi: "......"

Do you see her as a murderous demon and a beast? So afraid of her.

"Stink!"

Ziying hugged the quilt and said aggrievedly.

Chang Di was confused.

"Where?" Chang Di smelled his body, there was no smell.

"You stink." Ziying pointed at her with one hand and covered her nose with the other, her facial expression was rich.

Cui Rou came in with a basin of water and a face towel, and said with a smile: "It's not for your blessing, little boy, I vomited my wife last night." ”

She put down her things and asked Chang Di for instructions: "Madam, here I take care of the little boy, you go back to the dormitory to change your clothes and wash up." ”

After realizing it, Chang Di seemed to smell a sour smell in the air in the room......

Her face darkened again.

Ziying was ignorant and asked, "Why did I vomit her?" Aunt Cui, explain to me. ”

Chang Di stopped her with her eyes, but Cui Rou was not afraid of the knife with that little eye, and took care of herself: "I heard that the little boy was crying and had a fever last night, and Madame immediately left Her Majesty and rushed over to see you." Hearing that you have a serious fever, Xiao Jing knew that she was not respectful, and she was almost going to punish her. ”

Cui Rou's tone was brisk, like a storyteller's eloquent sentences, and Ziying was also ups and downs when she heard it.

"Even if she has a conscience, she knows that Uncle Eighteen is not as important as me." He pouted and said arrogantly.

"Madame sent you the imperial doctor, and after visiting the patient, she prescribed medicine. Madoka decocted the medicine for you, but in the end, Mrs. insisted and fed you with her own hands. ”

Ziying's eyes were half-narrowed, as if she was thinking about the truth of what Cui Rou said.

"It's a pity, the medicine that Mrs. finally fed was all wasted by a little person with no conscience, and he was vomited, tsk, it's really hard for a good person to do."

Chang Di smiled, got up and said with a smile: "Aunt Cui, I'll go back first." ”

"Madame, walk slowly, be careful on the road."

"Got it."

Seeing that Chang Di's haggard face was blocked by a door, Ziying asked Cui Rou in a low voice: "Aunt Cui, was I really muddy last night?" ”

Cui Rou soaked the face towel in the water, wrung it out slightly, turned around and said with a smile: "Finally, several people worked together to pour the medicine into you, but I turned around and saw you all vomit on Mrs. You say, are you muddy or not? ”

Ziying suddenly felt embarrassed, and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into!

"Madame personally fed you medicine last night and kept you guarded for the night. How much Madame cares about you, you should feel it yourself, you are not too young, little boy, you should know the meaning of the word 'considerate'. The list on Madame's body is too heavy, you don't just care about your own happiness and hinder her steps. ”

Ziying pursed her dry lips, feeling that her throat was dry and unbearable, as uncomfortable as fire.

He really thinks of himself as a child who doesn't grow up, so he unscrupulously enjoys the love and care of the people around him. No one has ever told him so solemnly that he is a little adult and should know how to measure himself.

No! The teacher, who was nearly forty years old and sometimes humorous and sometimes old-fashioned and serious, often whispered in his ear.

- "You are born noble, you are a child of the royal family, an unusual country wild child, you cannot be as free and uninhibited as them, you are born with responsibilities, and you have a burden that you need to bear. ”

Therefore, he often taught himself to restrain his temperament, not to be free and uninhibited, and not to be caught by others......

"I ...... I know......" Ziying lowered his little head, knowing that he was willful.

Alas-

Ziying is a well-behaved child, and Cui Rou is already familiar with it in just two months.

"Okay, I will never disturb Changdi in the future."

Cui Rou couldn't listen anymore and handed the face towel to Ziying.

Ziying took it and held it in his hand and was stunned......

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At noon, Chang Di was wearing a pea-green elegant palace dress, with a little powder.

During the meal, Hu Hai Changdi and Ziying had lunch on a table.

All kinds of delicacies, elixir wine.

Hu Hai casually asked about the fever of the baby last night.

"Uncle Eighteen, I'm almost as good as I am." Ziying hurriedly replied, and her red face didn't dare to look at Changdi.

Chang Di lowered his head to eat and pick up vegetables, and from time to time he picked up some of his favorite foods for Ziying.

She didn't speak, she should have been beaten by Hu Hai.

"Let's let the Imperial Doctor take a look again, your body is important." Hu Hai continued to elegantly pick up the vegetables with chopsticks.

Ziying: "......"

Sure enough, his eighteenth uncle is domineering, except for being a soft little cute sheep when facing Chang Di, and in front of others, he is a gloomy and unpredictable big bad wolf.

Woo woo woo ~ so scary!

"Well, okay, Ziying listens to Uncle Eighteen." Ziying responded with a crying face, but said, "That eighteenth uncle, can I put forward a condition?" ”

Hu Hai was full of food, so he put down his chopsticks, took the handkerchief handed over by the palace maid, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Say." He exhaled like ice.

Ziying couldn't help but shudder.

"That's it, I'm ...... Can I skip the medicine? Ziying raised her little face, forty-five degrees bright and melancholy, and her eyes were hazy with tears, so as not to be loved.

Hu Hai raised his eyes lightly and skimmed him, and said lightly: "Sick, drink medicine, it's a common thing." ”

Eighteenth uncle, can you speak more seriously?

Ziying angrily poked the plump rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks, crying with a sad face and wanting to cry without tears.

"But the medicine is ......so bitter," Ziying cried into tears.

Hu Hai was unmoved, and said: "The medicine is bitter, you can bear with it." ”

Chang Di silently glanced at the aggrieved child, bowed his head to eat, and ignored her

。

Are you really not allowed to let anyone? She asked.

Chang Di stopped his movements and said seriously: "Of course not." ”

"This is troublesome...... Jiang Shufang collapsed in discouragement.

Chang Di walked over, pushed Lu Shu's feet in, sat down with Jiang Shufang, and asked, "Why?" ”

Jiang Shufang couldn't help but laugh and said: "Good news or bad news, which one do you listen to first?" ”

Chang Di glanced at this beautiful and elegant boudoir, and then turned around and smiled: "Happiness can cure worries, let's listen to the bad news first." ”

Jiang Shufang licked her lips, the tip of her pink tongue was very cute, and Chang Di couldn't help but smile when she looked at it.

"What are you laughing at!" Jiang Shufang cried and stopped Chang Di's laughter.

Chang Di couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, I don't laugh, you say." ”

Chang Di returned to a serious and attentive appearance, as if the person who had just laughed was not her.

Jiang Shufang pondered before saying.