In addition to her father, the concubine has never been pretentious to others, and she eradicates the enemy, her methods are ruthless and insidious, and she never cares about the life and death of others, why is it this time......

Will it help a powerless and powerless him?

Yan Meng's eyebrows gathered, revealing a rare look of confusion.

Just as he was wondering, he heard footsteps outside the door.

Yan Meng looked up, and saw a beautiful woman dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a cold temperament walking in slowly, and the palace maid who followed her lowered her head and held the medicinal soup in her hand.

"Since the third prince is awake, let's drink the medicine first." Qianwan approached, raised her hand slightly, and the palace maid understood, and put the medicinal soup on the bedside table.

Yan Meng coughed, "Today I am fortunate to be rescued by the concubine Niangniang, and Yan Meng can survive as a Jedi, great kindness, only ......"

"There's no need to be so polite," the corners of Qianwan's mouth hooked slightly, and her expression was cold, "This palace helps you, just because I hate that Yanlin's mother and son." ”

Yan Meng was slightly stunned, was it just because he hated Yan Lin's mother that he saved him?

Qianye looked at the person lying on the bed, except for the tear mole in the corner of her eye, her appearance was the same as Zong Zhengyue, no wonder she would misidentify her.

However, the mortal world pays attention to reincarnation, and I am afraid that this statement is the reincarnation of the milk doll.

I also let my aunt and grandmother run into ......

"No matter what the mother thinks, this kindness will be remembered in the bottom of my heart." Yan Meng bent his eyebrows, and the tears in the corners of his eyes became more and more dazzling.

Qianwan sneered, this doll was more serious with her, "Okay, it's not good if the medicine is cold." ”

"Hmm." Yan Meng nodded, reached out and took the medicine bowl, but his hand was a little weak, and before the bowl reached the corner of his mouth, most of the medicine juice was spilled.

These medicines can make him get better quickly, and in Xiuyu Palace, Ying Niangniang will not give him a chance to drink these medicines......

Yan Meng looked at most of the spilled medicinal juice, and his lips were biting tightly.

Just as Yan Meng was reproaching himself, he saw a hand reach over, take the medicine bowl he was holding in his hand, and rest it on the desk.

Yan Meng was startled, and wanted to reach out to take it back, but saw her carry another bowl over, scoop a spoonful with a silver spoon, and hand it to his mouth, "Drink." ”

Smelling the fragrance of medicine on the tip of his nose, Yan Meng stiffened, was a little stunned, opened his mouth slightly, and drank the medicinal juice.

Qianwan frowned, scooped a spoon and fed it over.

Her movements were a little stiff, and she knocked his teeth when she reached it, but Yan Meng felt that her heart was rising.

After forcibly pouring a few sips, the medicinal juice bottomed out, and Qianwan put the spoon aside and put it on the table, "This palace has known that Concubine Ying, you can rest in the Xiwan Palace these days until you are well." But if you want to go back, just talk to Ander. ”

Yan Meng clenched the brocade quilt tightly, and his heart seemed to be hit by something, "Thank you." ”

Lying back on the bed, he suddenly turned sideways, his throat was very itchy, but he couldn't cough, and finally realized that there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Since the death of his mother, in this palace, he has seen a lot of intrigues and tricks, and he is also used to seeing power. Although he is recorded in the name of Concubine Ying, Concubine Ying hates him to the core, and has never been kind to him, every time he is a little mild, it is a intention, maybe it is to use, maybe it is a deeper disgust.

But this concubine ......

He couldn't read it.

Even if she hated Concubine Shu, she would never have to go into the water to save herself, she didn't have to leave herself in the Evening Palace, she didn't have to take care of him like this......

Yan Meng closed his eyes, and his white hand slowly stroked his chest, where it was warm.

"Niangniang, there are only two bowls of medicinal juice, why are you ......" The palace maid followed Qianwan's side and asked with some confusion.

The medicine juice was only boiled in the Tai Hospital, one bowl was for the third prince, and the other bowl was for the mother.