"Yan'er, I...", he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Ye Feiyan continued viciously while massaging: "When you fight me, you can use internal force to quickly restrain me, but you just fight me for half an hour, this is not your own life, you want to find a cushion when you are dying, then you go to find someone else, don't look for me." ”

"Yan'er, I'm not...", Jun Lan wanted to turn around and speak to Ye Feiyan, but was pushed back by Ye Feiyan.

"Don't move, if you still want to live, sit down obediently."

Junlan had no choice but to sit down obediently and let Ye Feiyan continue to massage on his back.

Mr. Zhao led two maids with trays and walked in, and what he saw was the princess squatting, pressing back and forth on the prince's back.

The two maids placed the food on the round table next to them and carefully withdrew.

Ye Feiyan stood up, walked to the round table, looked at the supper, picked up one of the bowls of porridge, put it under her nose and smelled it, and then put it back on the table.

"Mr. Zhao, help your prince over."

Zhao Zongbing looked at the princess who seemed to be a completely different person, didn't dare to make a sound, walked over, and carefully supported Junlan, "Lord Wang, the next official will help you over." ”

After Ye Feiyan's massage, Jun Lan felt that the pain in his internal organs seemed to be much lighter, and besides, the position where he was sitting was only five or six steps away from the round table, and he could walk over by himself.

He thought that if he didn't move, the princess of his family would definitely help him over, but he didn't think about it, but he ordered General Zhao to help.

Jun Lan felt that this time he was afraid that his princess's anger would not be so easy to eliminate, but he understood that she was angry because he didn't care for his body, although he was worried that his princess would ignore him, but his heart was full of sweetness.

With the support of Mr. Zhao, Junlan sat on the chair next to the round table, saw the abundant supper on the table, picked up the chopsticks casually, and prepared to eat two bites.

To be honest, after a fight with his beloved concubine, he only drank a bowl of porridge at night, and his stomach had already sung empty plans for a while.

With a "snap", Jun Lan's outstretched hand slapped Ye Feiyan, "You don't want to die, do you?" ”

After speaking, she didn't look at Junlan's pitiful expression, picked up the bowl of porridge she had smelled, and put it in front of Junlan, "Drink this bowl of porridge, and nothing else is allowed to move." ”

Mr. Zhao felt that his eyes seemed to be a little spicy, the princess was so fierce, should he stay or go out?

"Mr. Zhao, you go and see if the hot water is ready, and ask them to turn up the temperature of the hot water a little higher."

Mr. Zhao, who was struggling with the abnormality, heard Ye Feiyan's order, answered yes, and rushed out of the house quickly, the princess's order came in time, otherwise he saw that the prince was afraid of guilt, and the prince would definitely find his fault in the future.

Jun Lan looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him, picked up the spoon, and drank it obediently.

After Junlan finished drinking the porridge and the hot water was ready, the two maids carried a bucket into the inner room and poured it into the prepared bath bucket.

Ye Feiyan walked in, tested the temperature with his hands, and then walked to the outside room, and instructed the two maids waiting at the door: "Help your prince to go in, and then take off all your shirts, and you don't have to take off your lower body." ”

Although Ye Feiyan was a little reluctant to tell the maid to do this, she didn't want to do it herself, and there seemed to be an inexplicable sour taste in her heart.