Chapter 419: Millet Pumpkin Porridge, Do You Want to Eat It?

Yan Wuge silently made a note in his heart, and said lightly: "It's not appetizing." ”

Shen Junjiu frowned: "The words of the previous house doctor should still remember that after you were poisoned, you injured your vitality, not only do you need to recuperate, but you also have to pay attention to the diet and decoction everywhere, when will the prince be able to take care of his body without eating?" ”

Yan Wuge put down the book in his hand: "You are so anxious that this king can take care of his body so that he can move out?" ”

Shen Junjiu was stunned and frowned: "I didn't think so." ”

Left behind, how can you account for a few more days and a few days less.

She only felt that Yan Wuge's focus was a little strange.

Yan Wuge looked at Shen Junjiu's expression, seeing that her eyebrows were slightly frowning, and her face was a little unhappy, but it really didn't look like she was lying, and he was inexplicably more comfortable when he was unhappy that he had suppressed in his heart since yesterday.

"This king thinks that you feel that this king is an eyesore."

Shen Junjiu's eyebrows furrowed even tighter: "Why does the prince think so?" ”

"If I really think you're an eyesore, I won't let you stay here the day you poison you, not to mention that I said you helped me and my eldest brother."

"As long as you don't take the initiative to hurt us, I will remember your kindness, and I will find a way to repay it in the future."

Even if she had calculations when Yan Wuge rescued them on Longmu Mountain that day, it was indeed Yan Wuge who saved her eldest brother's life.

Although Yan Wuge was a little unhappy, Shen Junjiu only remembered the word kindness, but in the end, he knew that she did not dislike him, the cold color in his phoenix eyes dissipated a little, and he explained in a low voice:

"It's not that I don't eat, it's just that I feel uncomfortable in my stomach and can't eat."

It was the second time that Shen Junjiu had heard Yan Wuge say that he had a bad stomach, and seeing that his face was pale and weak, and he looked a little uncomfortable between his eyebrows when his thin lips were lightly pursed, he couldn't help frowning: "Is the prince's stomach sick?" ”

Yan Wuge hummed in a low voice: "In the early years, when I was not valued by the house, I often starved, and later when I was in trouble, in order to save my life, I ate a lot of things that I shouldn't eat. ”

"Over the years, Imperial Physician Chen has been using decoction to raise it, and it has not been good."

Shen Junjiu listened to his bland words, and remembered Yan Wuge's life experience, as well as the fact that he was driven out of the Hengwang Mansion back then, almost killed by people, and later returned to Beijing to kill everyone in the Hengwang Mansion with his own hands.

Shen Junjiu inexplicably remembered himself in his previous life, and his voice couldn't help but soften:

"But the prince still has to eat something after all, otherwise how can his body be well maintained."

"If the prince wants to eat, I'll let the kitchen lady in the house do it."

Yan Wuge looked at Shen Junjiu's expression that suddenly softened, and his heart moved inexplicably.

It turns out that she actually eats this set?

Yan Wuge lowered his eyes and whispered: "No need, this king doesn't want to eat anything, and you don't have to pay attention to Tingbai, he always likes to make his own decisions." ”

His face was sickly and weak, and he said to Shen Junjiu:

"You go and get busy with yours, just rest for a while."

Ever since Shen Junjiu met Yan Wuge, he had always been like the wolf king in the mountains and forests, always looking indifferent and wanton.

Holding authority in his hands, he was high in power, and his eyes seemed to have never put anyone in his eyes.

But at this time, when he pursed his thin lips, his phoenix eyes drooped, and his eyelashes were dyed with a shadow under his eyes.

He was already handsome, but after he faded away from his indifference, the whole person was like a dog with his ears hanging down and retracting his paws, which was a little more pitiful for no reason.

Shen Junjiu opened his eyes when he saw this.

No one in this world will be pitiful to the king of the north, although he is very good-looking, but she can't be confused by beauty, and who hasn't been pitied?

If she cooks because others are pitiful, then she simply becomes a cook, so she .......

"Millet pumpkin porridge, do you want to eat it?"