Chapter Thirty-Nine: Playing Home?
After taking the porridge brought by the maid, Ye Mo smiled helplessly: "Naturally no, that person is an assassin, he is here to kill you, he is not as good as others, I don't blame you, I have solved this matter."
Although Ye Mohan had some doubts about Situ Xuan's illness this time, he did not ask abruptly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, but I don't know who I offended again, which caused such a disaster."
Situ Xuan almost wanted to pull the man out and let her see her tired face, how could she assassinate such a hard-working person.
No conscience.
"I've already sent someone to check, and I'll tell you when I find out, let's eat."
Looking at this posture, are you planning to feed yourself personally?
Situ Xuan felt that she either hadn't woken up yet, or her old eyes were dizzy, and His Majesty personally fed her porridge, which was not a surprise, but a fright.
"That, Your Majesty, or Weichen comes by himself, although Weichen is sick and a little weak, it's still okay to drink porridge, don't bother Your Majesty."
"Does Grand Commander Situ believe in me?" Ye Mohan looked at Situ Xuan directly, his obsidian-like eyes were inexplicably aggrieved, so that Situ Xuan's words of refusal could no longer be spoken.
"Since Your Majesty likes it, then feel free."
I feel like I'm a doll, and I still can't resist it. Whether it's your own injury and needs to be taken care of, or whether you're playing at home, there's no solution.
There was nothing in the stomach for a long time, the convulsions hurt, the yam glutinous rice porridge felt very warm as soon as it entered the stomach, Situ Xuan's tense emotions gradually relaxed, and he enjoyed the service of Ye Mohan with peace of mind.
As for the frightened maid watching from the side, it was not in Situ Xuan's consideration.
thought that a bowl of porridge would do, but Ye Mohan became interested, and personally fed Situ Xuan with medicine, and handed two pieces of preserved fruit to Situ Xuan, asking Situ Xuan to suppress the bitter taste.
It can be described as meticulous and thoughtful.
There seems to be an ingredient in the medicine to sleep, Situ Xuan can't control his desire to sleep, but Ye Mohan is still here, isn't it too rude to sleep?
Sensing Situ Xuan's state, Ye Mohan helped her lie down and covered the quilt, which comforted her to sleep.
I thought that the emperor and the old thief couldn't sleep by his side, but as soon as he lay down, he fell asleep, faster than a pig.
Ye Mohan quietly looked at Situ Xuan's sleeping face, his expression calm and satisfied.
Qingyu and Qingyun glanced at each other, a little anxious.
This is not appropriate, what kind of mentality does Your Majesty have, but I can't rush it.
"Take good care of Ah Xuan, wait until she is in good health, and then go to the patrol camp, the matter cannot be dealt with, and the body is the most important."
If it weren't for the confirmation that Situ Xuan was not injured, Ye Mohan would have suspected that they had misdiagnosed, how could he not be injured in such a situation.
But there is no way, as smart as Ye Mohan, and as treacherous as Fu Huairui, he would not have thought that Situ Xuan was actually scared and fainted, as a great commander, a great commander on the battlefield, this is indeed a bit embarrassing.
"Your Majesty rest assured." Sending Ye Mohan away, the two sisters served around Situ Xuan and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister, is Your Majesty too worried about the Grand Commander?" This kind of worry really makes Qingyu panic, if the identity of the Great Commander is revealed, I am afraid that it will ......
"Don't worry, Your Majesty knows the measure, the Grand Commander is not a child, we are in the deep boudoir, so we don't have to worry so much." Qingyun comforted her sister thoughtfully.