"You don't have to worry about me, you just need to take care of your illness, and you don't need to worry about this kind of thing." Nan Yinhong lowered his head, imprinted a kiss on Huaxin's forehead, and said gently.

Hua Xin nodded slightly, she leaned against the edge of the couch, quietly looked at Nan Yinhong who was in front of her at the moment, and after a while, asked softly, "Your Majesty, where is that handwritten message?" ”

Nan Yinhong saw that Hua Xin began to look for the oracle as soon as he opened his eyes, and smiled bitterly and turned the oracle out from the couch to show Hua Xin.

"Since I have already said something, I will definitely not break my word, Ah Xin does not need to be suspicious." Nan Yinhong opened the oracle and gently placed it in front of Huaxin, so that she could feel at ease.

Huaxin lowered her eyelids, looked at the handwriting of Nanyinhong's dragon and phoenix dance, and then looked at her own ugly words that had been cut by the dog, Ying Ying smiled, pointed to her signature and said, "Your Majesty will dislike my words?" ”

"It is not easy for Ah Xin to write this handwriting in a few years." Nan Yinhong shook his head and looked at Hua Xin dotingly.

Slowly put away the oracle, put the oracle into his arms, tilted his head in a funny way, and said: "I want to treasure Your Majesty's oracle, lest Your Majesty will not admit it in the future." ”

"Okay, if you want to treasure it, you can treasure it, and when your injuries heal, we will go back to the palace, and you can punish whoever you want, I will never ask." Nan Yinhong touched Huaxin's head, and his voice was light and fluttering, like a catkins floating in the air, and he couldn't fall down.

Suddenly choked up, Hua Xin turned her head sideways and didn't look at Nan Yinhong, "I'm hungry." ”

"I've asked Lin Gong to cook porridge, do you want to eat it?" Nan Yinhong looked at Huaxin with concern and asked.

Huaxin nodded, "Isn't Your Majesty going to take a bath?" Go quickly, you don't have to look at me all the time. ”

Nan Yinhong's body stiffened, and he instinctively frowned in thought, and this expression disappeared after a few seconds, replaced by the same smile as before.

"Okay." Nan Yinhong stood up and nodded in response.

Huaxin thought that Nan Yinhong would leave directly, but she didn't expect it, but she saw Nan Yinhong standing at the door and called out the door, "Gong Lin? ”

At this time, call Lin Gong to feed himself? Not really, right? Which little maid can't be fed? I have to let Lin Gong, an old man in his forties and fifties, take care of himself, isn't this bullying other people's old people?

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin Gong walked in with porridge.

"I go to bathe, you take care of Ah Xin and eat porridge first." Nan Yinhong turned his back to the heart of the flower and instructed Gong Lin.

Lin Gong nodded again and again, and after Nan Yinhong walked out, he walked to the couch, put a bowl of porridge on the table, and looked at Huaxin with a smile, "You little girl, but you scared us, and finally woke up." ”

"Lin Gong teased me again." Hua Xin tugged at the corners of her lips weakly and said in a low voice.

Picking up the bowl, Lin Gong scooped up a spoonful of white porridge, and did not forget to blow it, which was sent to Huaxin's mouth.

If she had put it aside, she might have to dislike Lin Gong's pretentious actions, but now, Huaxin only felt that Lin Gong was extremely warm, she opened her mouth and swallowed a spoonful of hot white porridge.

"It's delicious." With tears in the corners of her eyes, Hua Xin nodded and said.

Lin Gong curled the corners of his lips and shook his head, "Huaqing lives on the opposite side, so that I can take care of you two female dolls together." ”

"Draw lightly?" Huaxin subconsciously looked at the next door, and when she faced Lin Gong again, the tip of her nose was sore, and tears fell without warning.

Seeing Huaxin's sudden tears, Lin Gong was a little at a loss, he put a bowl of white porridge on the table, and hurriedly picked up a silk handkerchief to wipe Huaxin's tears, "What? Is the porridge unappetizing? ”

"It's not." Huaxin pursed her mouth, endured the weakness of her whole body, and said sneeringly, "Gong Lin takes care of me carefully, and he loves me more than my father." ”

Although Lin Gong knew that Huaxin came through time, when Huaxin talked about his father, the first person Lin Gong thought of was Hua Changgong.

This Hua Changgong is really hard-hearted, it can be said that he is extremely shameless, for the sake of the regime, he even threw his own daughter out as a chess piece, whoever has such a father in the world can be regarded as bad luck.

"Child, don't cry, don't cry, if you don't dislike me, an old immortal, I can be your godfather." Seeing that Huaxin's tears were falling more diligently, Lin Gong hurriedly chuckled and coaxed.

Godfather? She doesn't want a godfather!

Huaxin sniffled, "I don't want to be a godfather." ”

"Okay, okay, don't, we don't want me, an old immortal, to be your godfather." As soon as Lin Gongyi saw Huaxin's aggrieved appearance, he followed and persuaded.

shook his head again and again, and cried vaguely, "It's not that you're bad, it's that your godfather is bad." ”

Modern godfathers are all big perverts, but Lin Gong is an upright old man who has no style problems at all, and he doesn't know how much better than those greasy middle-aged uncles who stare at beautiful girls and have no ideas!

"Okay, you're right, it's the godfather who is not good." Lin Gong looked at Huaxin at a loss, and he wiped Huaxin's tears while responding to the Tao.

Hua Xin raised her eyes and saw Lin Gong's sad expression as if she had seen a plague god, and couldn't help laughing.

Lin Gong saw that Huaxin was finally willing to smile, and after breathing a long sigh of relief, he said slowly, "Oh, you are so anxious about my old man, you are really similar to the dead girl who painted lightly." ”

How could it be like that? It's just that girls like her age like to be coquettish.,That's not right.,My mental age is much younger than painting.,Could it be that there is still a little princess living in my heart?

"Don't mind, I'm just a little homesick." Huaxin calmed down, sniffed, and whispered softly.

Seeing that Lin Gong wiped his tears, he sat on the edge of the couch a little dazed, Huaxin pointed to the porridge in front of the table, and said, "Can Gong feed me a few more mouthfuls of porridge?" If the porridge is cold, it will not taste good. ”

"Good, good, naturally good." Lin Gong hurriedly picked up the white porridge and fed the flower heart one bite at a time.

Hua Xin ate a bowl of porridge with satisfaction, and she didn't speak, just looked at Lin Gong quietly with a smile.

Lin Gong looked at Huaxin in surprise and touched his face, "What's on my face?" ”

Seeing Huaxin shaking his head, Lin Gong put down the empty bowl in his hand.

"I'm not afraid that you are the queen, I, I feel that if I make a contract with you, if I change to someone else, even if it is the queen mother, I will not serve her." Lin Gong stood up and put away the dishes, turned his head sideways and said to Huaxin.

Feeling this warm scene, Huaxin lay down again, covered herself with the quilt, and turned to look at Lin Gong, "Gong is a man of temperament, I know it." ”

"In the world, among the female dolls, you are the most clever girl, unlike the dead girl who painted lightly, and ended up with this result." Lin Gong was speechless.

Huaxin raised her eyes and glanced at the next door, she didn't have a clairvoyant eye, but this wall shouldn't be very soundproof, right? Wouldn't it be harsh for the painting to hear such words?