Chapter 37: Rubbing Rice (2)

But Qi Tonghan didn't care much about Bei Chuchen's feelings, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the soup stain on Chi Yan's lips.

Such a gentle gesture suddenly made Chi Yan's face feel hot, so she had to lower her head and drink the soup in the bowl vigorously, not daring to look at Qi Yanhan again.

Shogun's Palace.

Bei Chuchen took a bowl of porridge, surrounded Ansheng, and begged in a low voice: "Ansheng, just take a sip, I've stayed up for you for an afternoon......"

However, Ansheng just kept lowering his head to sort out the medicinal materials in his hand, and didn't look up at Bei Chuchen at all.

Bei Chuchen sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and persuaded in a low voice: "Don't think about saving that person's throat, when he wakes up, you can always force him to write it down." And sooner or later he will die, and it is useless for you to save him, maybe, he will not accept your affection at all. ”

Bei Chuchen knows that in Ansheng's eyes, there are only sick people, there is no difference between good people and bad people, he is a doctor, and it is his duty to treat diseases and save people.

But he still had to say, "That man will be put to death sooner or later......"

"That person is not simple." Ansheng, who lowered his head, didn't know what he thought, but he still listened to Bei Chuchen's words, and he suddenly opened his mouth and said a word.

"Of course it's not simple, a person broke into the palace at night, and more than two hundred forbidden soldiers searched half of the palace to find people...... Bei Chuchen sighed slightly.

"I'm talking about the woman."

"The woman? Which woman? Bei Chuchen was anxious, pointed at Ansheng and accused, "Ansheng, I am so good to you, I personally cook porridge for you to drink, you are actually thinking about a woman at this moment?!" ”

For Bei Chuchen's shouting, Ansheng didn't reply again, still lowered his head, he looked at the medicinal materials in his hand, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

After looking at the slightly melancholy eyes of Ansheng for a while, Bei Chuchen understood, and stopped joking, and asked: "What do you say about Fu Yanxin?" ”

"She's not simple." Ansheng said again, put down the medicinal herbs in his hand, and reached out to take the bowl in Bei Chuchen's hand.

As soon as he heard this, Bei Chuchen was stunned, and he didn't even know that Ansheng took the bowl from his hand, and he kept the posture of holding the bowl in his hand.

I didn't know what I was thinking, Bei Chuchen, who had been stunned for a while, came back to his senses and asked Ansheng: "Why isn't it simple?" ”

"It's so bad." Ansheng took a sip of porridge from the bowl, commented with disgust, and then handed it back to Bei Chuchen, and walked away without saying anything more.

"How can it be unpalatable, I personally cooked it for you, and it took a long time...... Bei Chuchen took the bowl and said not to be outdone, and then, scooped it out with a spoon and drank it, and said loudly to himself, "It's obviously delicious!" ”

Bei Chuchen complained bitterly in his heart, and at the same time worried that Ansheng was becoming more and more picky eaters, and in the long run, he would not be able to do anything about being a general who had always prided himself on being on the battlefield and in the kitchen.

How is this good?

Thinking so, Bei Chuchen sighed secretly.

Evening.

Out of the gate of the General's Mansion, Chi Yan looked around, left and right, and didn't see what she wanted to see, she said: "Where is Liuli, I don't see her when I eat." ”

"She's back to the palace first." Qi Tonghan took Chi Yan's hand down the steps, and replied indifferently.

"Back to the palace?" Chi Yan thought about it and asked, "When did you let her go back to the palace?" ”

Regarding Chi Yan's question, Qi Tonghan patiently explained: "When Yan'er was transferred to the General's Mansion. ”