Feng Zi was indeed a little angry.

But this anger is not directed at Ah Zhao.

When Ah Zhao softened his voice, he was actually ready to go down this step.

But......

He didn't expect that Ah Zhao thought that he was not angry and made such a childish move.

Pull the sleeves.

It's really a very childish and intimate behavior.

Feng Zi ...... Kind of enjoyment.

So, he had a little dark ...... in his heart Continue to strain his face.

He wanted to see what the queen mother would do if he continued to be "angry".

What did Zhao do?

She glanced at Feng Zi very carefully and found that the other party seemed to be still angry.

Alas.

She sighed inwardly.

"Your Majesty, I really don't have anything to do." She took the initiative to grab Feng Zi's hand hanging down at her side.

Feng Zi: "! ”

His hand was pulled by a soft hand and pressed against Ah Zhao's forehead.

Soft to the touch.

He lowered his eyes and met Ah Zhao's black and white eyes: "You touch it yourself, the fever has subsided." ”

Feng Zi reluctantly withdrew his hand, and his face finally eased.

It's not that he's really coaxed, it's ......

If I don't go down this step again, I don't know what the queen mother will do.

If she did anything again, Feng Zi didn't dare to guarantee that she could still be so restrained.

At this time, the gentle voice of the palace person came from the outer hall: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, the Niangniang's medicine is boiled." ”

"Come in." Feng Zi said when he heard this.

The henchmen of Fuhua Palace came up with a tray.

On the tray, in addition to a bowl of black medicinal soup, there was also a small plate of golden candied fruit.

"Put the medicine down and stand down." Feng Zi commanded.

The palace people did so.

As soon as Ah Zhao saw the black medicine, his face showed a look of disgust unabashedly.

However, disgust is disgust, and she also knows that when she doesn't drink medicine, her condition will become serious, and she will be the one who suffers.

So she consciously prepared to lift the quilt and get up to drink the medicine.

Then, as soon as she lifted a quilt corner, her hand was pressed.

？

Ah Zhao looked up at Feng Zi in confusion.

Seeing Feng Zi get up very naturally, he picked up the medicine bowl on the table and sat back on the bedside.

“…… Thank you. Ah Zhao thought that Feng Zi was taking care of his illness and did not let himself get up, and he was a little grateful.

She reached out and went to pick up the medicine bowl.

However, Feng Zi did not move.

Zhao: "? ”

Facing her puzzled eyes, Feng Zi smiled: "The queen mother is sick, so let the son serve the queen mother and take medicine." ”

Wait on?

Ah Zhao blinked, did she understand what she meant?

She was still thinking in a daze, when she saw Feng Zi holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, scooping up a spoonful of medicine.

It's like a posture of feeding medicine.

It turned out to be really to feed the medicine.

Ah Zhao was surprised for two seconds, and immediately fell into an inexplicable pride: she can let the emperor feed the medicine by himself, she is the only one, right?

There's a little pride!

Of course, she still had to be polite: "I can do it myself, how can I let Your Majesty do such a thing." ”

Feng Zi lowered his eyes and looked at the medicine bowl in his hand, and chuckled: "I am filial to my mother, I should be." ”

Ah Zhao looked at Feng Zi, and always felt that the other party's smile made people's hearts a little hairy.

But if you think about it carefully, first, he is his own nominal son. Second, he is his own man.

It's just a medicine, and it's really a matter of course.

As soon as Ah Zhao thought about it, he opened his mouth along with the decoction handed over without any burden.

——

The third more.

I have a hunch that I am about to fail to be a new person today, and I guess I will step on the point according to international practice.

I'd better lie down and continue with my yusheng.