Chapter Twenty-Eight: Infection
I don't know if it's my own delusion, Jiang Xi found that after he said this, Xiao Siyu seemed to be in a good mood, "Why don't you wear it if you like it?" ”
"Isn't this afraid of falling out, the things rewarded by His Highness, how can the servants have to provide for them." She began to flamm her tongue again, Xiao Siyu said: "I'll reward you again if you drop it, and I'll start wearing it tomorrow, and if you don't wear it, I'll break your head." ”
is clearly a little spoiled, but it is called the eerie horror he said.
Jiang Xi was already afraid of him, but this sounded more like a threat, so he nodded and promised to wear it often in the future. He hooked his lips, his gaze swept to the palm print on her left cheek, and suddenly suppressed a smile, "Does your face still hurt?" ”
"It doesn't hurt anymore, I've forgotten how I felt at the time."
She just has a good scar and forgets the pain, she has suffered too much, if everything is drilled, I am afraid that she will not wait to be crushed to death by life, and she will be suffocated to death by herself. Xiao Siyu pointed to the cabinet in the back room and told her, "In the third drawer, you take away the small medicine with white bottles and red stoppers, and you will be cured in less than three days before you put it on before going to bed." ”
After speaking, he felt that he was too "compassionate", and snorted coldly: "It's not good-looking, and now it's swollen like a pig's head, which is really an eyesore." ”
Jiang Xi scolded the bastard in his heart, and he still smiled so much that he went to the drawer, holding the medicine bottle as a treasure, and it looked like there were as many dog legs as there were dog legs.
"Stand down."
Xiao Siyu wanted her to rest, and asked her to leave coldly, and when Jiang Xi retreated to the door, she was stopped again, "Who made the pastries on the table, they are extremely unpalatable, I will reward you." ”
"Your Highness."
She raised a stiff smile, took the plate in her hand, and walked slowly out of the hall. As soon as the door of the hall closed, the smirk on Jiang Xi's face disappeared completely, and he sighed helplessly, he was really a moody master, besides, he was so unsightly?
Although it is really different from Pei Wan'er, it is ...... It's not too ugly, right?
She was not angry in her heart, and secretly scolded Xiao Siyu, but she only dared to curse him from head to toe in her heart. I didn't expect my curse to be fulfilled the next day!
In the morning, Jiang Xi went to prepare food as usual, and when he arrived at the small kitchen, he found that it was a mess, and the chef was scratching his ears and cheeks and talking about what medicinal food to prepare so that Xiao Siyu could eat it. As soon as she asked, she learned that Xiao Siyu was sick.
Very sick.
The imperial physician in the palace came a few times, constantly going in and out for consultation, and Hou discussed with each other outside the palace how to prescribe the right medicine.
Jiang Xi sent the porridge into the hall and found that the bed tent was hanging down, and there was an elderly imperial doctor taking the pulse beside the bed, and the shadow of Xiao Siyu through the veil was coughing, and suddenly he turned over and spat blood on the gauze tent.
Jiang Xi's heart tightened with fright, and he put down the porridge and hurriedly ran out of the dormitory.
Is it really my own curse?
Jiang Xi stood by the courtyard at a loss, clasped his hands together and prayed: "God, I'm talking nonsense, why are you still serious." Back then, I begged you not to flood the village, but I didn't see you work out. Although His Royal Highness is moody and cold-blooded, he ...... After all, he is a royal child, and it is natural to be self-willed and pampered. Don't listen to my nonsense, I talk like a fart, don't do it! Don't let Your Highness have anything to do, please, please......"
After she finished speaking, she felt that she was not sincere enough, so she knelt down and kowtowed to the west ten times, but she did not know that she looked like this, and was looked at by the deaf pigeon squatting on the eaves the whole time.