As a result, Suyi took the lead and dragged Zhao Mingzhu out, and closed the door firmly with a "bang".

"Light clouds!"

Song Qingyun, who had already run to the door, turned around with a smile, his eyes glancing around, but he didn't focus.

"Lord Lin, are you feeling better?"

She felt that the smile on her face at the moment was the brightest and brightest ever, who made her say something that she shouldn't have said in a hurry, Lin Xu Ao was angry...... It's normal to be angry, she thought resignedly.

"It's much better, thank you for your care and care." Lin Xuao nodded, but his brows were still tightly locked, and for a while Qingyun couldn't figure out if he was angry with himself.

"That...... You haven't eaten breakfast for a long time, I'll ask the kitchen to bring you food, Lord Lin, you lie down and rest. Qingyun's feet quietly retreated back, Lin Xu Ao suddenly shook her body, and when she saw this, she didn't even think about rushing over directly to hold his arm.

"What's wrong? Still having a fever? As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to test the temperature on Lin Xuao's forehead, feeling that it was almost the same as her own body temperature, and then stared her eyes wide and looked up and down, trying to find some causes.

Her unconscious actions suddenly pleased Lin Xuao, the damn woman just now took the opportunity to rub oil and made him feel very unhappy, and Qingyun's concern made him feel good, but ......

"Dizzy, uncomfortable, want to throw up." He replied suddenly, weakly.

"What's wrong? Is that black pill poisonous? If you're too disgusted, pick your throat and eyes with your hand and spit it out. ”

Qingyun gestured, his expression was very serious, and when he saw Lin Xu Ao looking at him strangely, he thought that he couldn't understand his expression, so he simply raised his index finger and put it into his mouth and picked it hard.

"Gross!" Qingyun retched in pain, thinking of the faint vomit when he was pregnant with Doubao, tears welled up, which frightened Lin Xuao, who had been observing her, he just wanted to punish her a little, but he didn't want her to cry.

"Don't cry!" Lin Xuao clumsily took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, but Qingyun had already wiped it off quickly, and looked at Lin Xuao and smiled awkwardly.

"Lord Lin, you understand, in this way, you can spit out the medicinal juice in your stomach, don't worry about me, you quickly spit it out, you have to digest it for a while, won't you be even more uncomfortable?"

This silly girl, kind and distressing.

Lin Xuao lowered his eyes to hold back the smile that overflowed his lips, raised his head suddenly, looked at Qingyun with burning eyes, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's much better now." ”

"Really?" Song Qingyun looked at him suspiciously, and only after a few glances did he let out a long breath.

"Lord Lin, can't you completely get rid of the poison in your body?" She suddenly remembered that King Jing, who was also poisoned, these two people were really brothers, and even something with a very low probability of poisoning could happen at the same time.

"That...... Lord Lin, you are a friend of King Jing, I heard Su Yi say that he was also poisoned? ”

Lin Xu Ao remembered a hint of joy that flashed in her eyes when she first mentioned this topic, and her heart was a little uncomfortable.

Song Qingyun didn't understand why Lin Xuao's beautiful dark eyes suddenly showed a thick sense of loss, could it be ...... Jing Wangye is poisoned more deeply? Or is there no cure?

She was just about to express the joy in her heart, but when she thought that it was Doubao's father and the man in front of her was his best friend, she carefully restrained herself and stared at Lin Xuao intently.

"Lord Lin?"

Lin Xu Ao came back to his senses in a trance, "Oh, he and I...... in the same poison. ”

"Huh?" Although he guessed it, Qingyun was still very surprised, Liu Xiaoyue poisoned and wanted to poison Prince Jing, why did he even want to poison Lord Lin?

"Lord Lin, the prince is powerful and powerful, there are so many famous doctors in the world, there will definitely be an antidote, don't be discouraged, one day it will be detoxified." Qingyun solemnly encouraged him, which made Lin Xu Ao cry and laugh.

Alas, what a pitiful, who wants to be poisoned by the body and may die at any time? At the critical time when she was most helpless and scared, it was he who appeared and saved her life, Qingyun was a person who knew how to repay her kindness, and after comforting him for a few words, he went to the kitchen, made a sick meal and brought it into the west wing.

"Lord Lin, your body is still very weak, you can't eat too greasy and indigestible food, this is what I specially prepared for you, you can eat quickly, fill your stomach to have the strength to heal your illness."

Speaking from the heart, Lin Xu Ao was very moved in his heart, so he automatically ignored the harm caused to him by Fang Qingyunkou, and looked at the food in the box with joy.

A pot of green paste, dotted with a few red wolfberries, a bowl of golden chicken cake, a plate of pasta pinched into a strange shape, a closer look is a bit like the rabbit he caught for Doubao in the backyard, and a pot of porridge covered with a layer of fluffy, like some kind of animal hair, what it is, Lin Xu Ao couldn't guess at all.

"This ......"

That's what you've carefully prepared for me? Lin Xu Ao almost blurted out, his narrow black eyes staring at Qingyun, wanting to find out if she was angry with herself, and deliberately made these inexplicable things to punish herself.

"Lord Lin, what do you want to say?"

Qingyun stared back at him with beautiful big eyes, Lin Xu Ao pursed his lips, and suddenly bloomed with a smile that could melt the ice and snow, "These are what I like, hard work." ”

Qingyun was confused by his smile, and was stunned for a moment and couldn't take his eyes off.

Lin Xuao calmly took out all the things in the food box, then picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of green paste into his mouth without hesitation, as long as it was made for him by Qingyun, it was...... Belch...... Qingyun won't let him eat, she is pure in her heart, and she won't treat herself like this.

Lin Xuao thought in his heart, but he was gulping down the green batter, and he didn't taste anything at all, and the bottom of the batter was in a pot.

Qingyun stared at his movements, blinked his eyes and suddenly turned around and went out, and after a while, he came in with a bigger pot of batter, "Lord Lin, I didn't expect you to like to drink vegetable paste, and Doubao also likes it, you eat more." ”

As soon as her voice fell, there was a "giggle" laugh from behind her, and she saw a round, fleshy little face come out, and suddenly pounced on the side of the kang, and opened her little hand to hug it.

"Uncle!" Doubao, who slept again, heard that his favorite Uncle Lin woke up, and without waiting for Guo's mother to send him, he ran over with his little buttocks, and found that the food on the kang table was his favorite food, so he discussed with Qingyun with a pleading look that he wanted to eat too.

"Uncle, eat!" Doubao held her own special small wooden bowl and small wooden spoon, and asked Qingyun to help her fill a bowl full of vegetable paste, and beckoned Lin Xuao, who was stunned, to eat quickly.

"Bean Bao...... These are all Doubao's favorite foods? Lin Xuao finally recovered from his shock, and it turned out that ...... It turned out that what she made was something that Doubao could digest, and she was afraid that she would be too sick to eat, so she ground the food and made it into a thin paste or pounded into rice milk.

With Doubao by his side, Lin Xuao slowly scooped a spoonful of rice porridge covered with meat floss, which was soft in the mouth, salty and delicious, and he was fortunate to eat it even if he couldn't make the imperial food in the palace.

The room slowly flowed with intoxicating warmth, Lin Xuao touched Doubao's little head with satisfaction, and looked at the light cloud of the cloth vegetables with affection...... Within reach!

。 m.