Ah Pei said with a smile: "You don't need to pass on the imperial doctor, the crown princess is too worried about you, she can't eat it for two months, and after eating a little greasy last night, her stomach can't stand it...... And the crown princess herself is a doctor, Your Highness forgot? ”

"Hasn't she been able to eat since I left?" Nangong Yitian's injured heart warmed up a little, but then he felt distressed again, no wonder he saw that his cheeks had lost so much weight, no matter what, he couldn't skip eating, and the soup he fed when he was in time was all fed in vain.

In a hurry to go back to accompany Leng Xiao, he immediately went to take a bath, and Lord Wei followed, since now that the Moon Cutting House has sent the little guy who is waiting, he will serve the prince.

Nangong Yitian was very depressed, on the way back, he thought about how he would meet Leng Xiao thousands of times, he would be very enthusiastic, very excited, very ecstatic, they would hug each other, and they would be crazy......

But he never thought about it, after meeting, he didn't hug him a few times, but Leng Xiao vomited frantically, and when he vomited like that, his heart was about to break.

Master Wei waited for him, looked at his depressed and unhappy appearance, and laughed in his heart, Your Highness, I am afraid that you will be happy to heaven in a while.

Nangong Yitian was soaked in water, his hair, every inch of skin, all washed clean, even his nails were trimmed, and all the mud that was stuffed between his nails when he was busy with errands recently was picked out.

After washing it two or three times, I wiped it all over my body with the fragrance to make sure that I could leave a little fragrance, so I changed the hot water and soaked it again, and got up to dress.

I dried my hair, lit a stove of incense and smoked my bedclothes, because I hadn't worn them for a long time, and I was afraid that they would smell.

He shaved off his beard himself, and his still handsome face was reflected in the bronze mirror in the shower, clean up and down, and he specially asked Master Wei to come over and smell if there was still sweat.

Master Wei laughed so much that his stomach was about to cramp, and said: "Your Royal Highness is very fragrant, there is no smell of sweat at all, go back to see the crown princess, she should have drunk stomach warming soup at this time, and she is waiting for you." ”

Nangong Yitian was worried about Leng Xiao, and when he heard Lord Wei say that there was no smell of sweat, he went out like a whirlwind and returned to the dormitory.

Apei waited in the temple and drank a bowl of pepper soup that warmed his stomach, and his stomach was indeed a little more comfortable.

She felt so uncomfortable that she must get herself some medicine tomorrow to relieve this discomfort.

It's been three and a half months, and I don't know what month I'm going to vomit, it's really broken.

When I looked up, I saw a man in a silk and yellow bedrobe standing at the door, his clear and handsome face was still full of hesitation, and his eyes were deeply watching.

She smiled weakly, "I'm much better, come over and I'll have a word for you." ”

I was thinking of telling him in other ways, such as letting him touch his abdomen to see if he could feel it, or mysteriously saying that we would have happy events in a few months and let him guess.

Now I vomited, and I didn't have the heart to make a fuss, and I told him frankly that it was.

Nangong Yitian thought that he was going to talk about Liangyuan and Liangdi, so he immediately looked whole and walked over quickly, he wanted to promise her that the original agreement would not change, and whoever sent it in would be the same.

The wide sleeves were slightly raised, and she was gently wrapped in her arms, and before she could speak first, she heard her voice suddenly mention, "You...... What is the scent on your body? ”

Before she finished speaking, she hurriedly pushed away and got out of bed, holding Tao Yu for a while.

Nangong Yitian was petrified, looking at her back dumbfounded, slender and petite, squatting on the ground and holding the pottery bowl, pitiful.