But I heard the sound of gasping in my ears, and I didn't know what was happening, but the person who fed me porridge and soup suddenly stopped. Don't bring this, is it really deliberately tempting me but not giving it to eat, and when I find out that I have stolen it, I won't feed it? I hesitated and felt a spoonful of rice porridge come to my mouth, but why did my hands tremble so much? It's so hard for me to drink it. Wait for the liquid to enter your mouth and swallow it quickly again, anyway, I want to be able to eat a mouthful.

Fortunately, this time I didn't give me no more food, and after swallowing, I fed it in again, at first I was afraid that he wouldn't eat and was eager to swallow, but suddenly my throat was gently rubbed by my fingers, and after a while, I suddenly calmed down, and a warm current gushed out of my heart, and I actually gave birth to a feeling of being gently cared for.

After eating five or six more bites, I still didn't feel enough, pursed my lips and wanted him to feed him again, but he suddenly got up and walked away after putting a pillow under me, listening to the footsteps and leaving, I couldn't help but have a trace of panic, where is he going? Don't stay with me?

If it's because I drank rice porridge, then at most I won't drink it anymore.

"Green lotus, bring another bowl of porridge."

I was stunned for a moment, and then I realized that this was the person who had been with me who had been speaking, and it turned out that he was not mute, not only was he not mute, but his voice was very good. I can't help but urge in my heart: Tell me more, let me listen to your voice more.

But then he didn't say anything more, but returned to me. When I felt him put a spoon to my lips again, I already knew that he had just gone to ask me for porridge to drink, and I still had a conscience, knowing that I was really hungry, and I would definitely not be full after eating only a few mouthfuls of porridge.

When the bowl of porridge was finished, my stomach was finally full, and I was finally satisfied.

At this time, I heard a suspicious voice not far away: "Can she swallow it herself?" ”

I was very dissatisfied when I heard this, what do I mean I can swallow by myself? Didn't I swallow it myself, should you help me? And the people around him didn't make as much fuss as he did, and only a light hum counted as an answer.

It's a bit dull, I thought to myself.

It is said that I am paralyzed after eating, and I guess this is the situation at the moment, and after eating and drinking, my consciousness suddenly wants to sleep. When he was about to be drowsy, he vaguely heard a very soft sigh in his ear, Lan ......

I woke up hungry again because my nose smelled a very strong aroma, which was the smell of chicken soup. I instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva and listened closely, still with him by my side. After I sniffed hard a few times, he half-lifted me up and put the pillow cushion against my half-body, and then I heard the crisp sound of the spoon and bowl crashing, and my brain consciously reflected a pair of white hands holding a bowl of chicken soup close at hand, and was stirring it with a spoon to cool it faster.

The reason for this conjecture is because of the smell of chicken soup. When I finally got the spoon to my mouth, I pursed my lips and sucked it, and when the chicken broth enveloped my taste buds, I realized that it was nothing more than the greatest delicacy in the world.

This time, eating is not as laborious as last time, just like a newborn baby, learning a skill becomes instinct, as long as the chicken soup enters the mouth, it will be swallowed subconsciously, bite after bite, the delicious taste makes me very happy.

Unexpectedly, I was very happy and sad, and I was choked directly when I swallowed it urgently, and suddenly fell from heaven to hell, so uncomfortable that I coughed so much that I even had tears to come out. He was very anxious, patted me on the back and said, "Don't worry, drink slowly, after drinking something, I will make you a pot of chicken soup." Hearing this finally made me feel better, and I slowly stopped coughing, and when I drank it again, I also had palpitations, and I didn't dare to drink too hard, and waited until the soup was tumbling on the tip of my tongue before swallowing.

He fed me two bowls of chicken soup and filled me to my heart's content, leaving the umami of chicken soup in my mouth.

After reminiscing for a while, I felt sleepy again, and was about to fall asleep again, but I heard a clear voice like a trickle suddenly in my ears: "Lan, don't sleep, talk to me, okay?" ”

Such a nice voice made me can't bear to refuse, and I brace up my spirit to listen to what he has to say, but I can't respond, so I can only make a slight gesture with my mouth in response. Then he picked me up from the bed and held me in his arms, not rejecting, on the contrary, feeling very comfortable in his arms, as if I was often held by him like this.

His voice penetrated into his eardrums again: "Lan, you've been asleep for a long time, when are you going to wake up?" Do you know I'm waiting for you to wake up every day? Actually, you can hear me, but you just don't want to forgive me so you don't want to open your eyes, don't you? This time I can't say that I was wrong, because even I can't tell you that I am going to let you have an accident right under your nose. ”

I'm so sad. Listening to his confiding and listening to his pain, uncomfortable emotions welled up in my heart, and this emotion gradually surged up, soured my nose, and tears flowed.

He didn't feel as excited as he imagined, just wiped the tears that slipped from the corners of my eyes with his slender fingers, and gently brushed my hair before he said, "I want to take you home, really, not the palace, the home in our Ginkgo Village." There, although life was a little harder, it was content, happy, and happy. You must also miss your father, aunt and brother, it was my negligence that I never remembered to take you back to see them. ”

Originally, I wanted to run all the way, so I didn't want Old Man Jiang to follow him, but I didn't think that I finally called him over. You don't know, Old Man Jiang's face was so black when he rushed thousands of miles to arrive that he almost pointed at my nose and scolded. But in the end, Old Man Jiang is reliable, and he will know what kind of poison is in your pulse as soon as he takes your pulse. Thanks to him, you can get better, so Lan, wake up quickly, whether you want to forgive me or not, at least open your eyes and make me feel at ease. ”

I wanted to open my eyes and look at him, but no matter how much effort I used to gather my mind, my eyelids were still heavy and I couldn't open them, and then I even fell asleep because of too much mental energy, and the thought that turned in my residual consciousness was-If I don't wake up, what will he do?

My head was dizzy when I was conscious again, the eardrums in my temples were jumping up and down, and I opened my eyes.

A silhouette of a figure appeared in his sight, and his gaze focused for a while before gradually turning from blur to clarity, calming down and reincarnating. All of a sudden, various images flashed through my mind, and my memories were folded layer by layer, and a sour feeling came up.

In that dark and drowsy world, I forgot my Ah Ping! Now he was in front of him, his face full of fatigue and sleepiness, his eyes were half leaning on the head of the bed, and he felt that he had lost a lot of weight at a glance.

I tried not to wake him up, but the thought of hearing him say something in a drowsy state made it painful to make him wait a second longer.

Two very light words overflowed from his mouth: "Ah Ping." ”

Almost immediately, I saw the closed eyelashes tremble slightly, and then slowly opened, and the eyes that had always been clear as water were chaotic at this time. He didn't notice that I was open, but subconsciously looked around as if he had heard the call just now, until it landed on my face and finally settled when his eyes met.

Neither of them spoke, and in each other's condensed gazes, the emotions were broken and then kneaded together, and what converged was pain.

I saw him lean down a little bit, and when he came closer, I could see his own reflection in his pupils. Finally, a soft sigh overflowed from his mouth: "Lan." His lips were gagged, and he rubbed them slightly, and when he pulled back again, his eyes were moist, "You're awake." ”

These three words were too heavy to come out of his mouth, and he must have waited for a long, long time.

Tears rolled out of my eyes, and I couldn't say half a word as I muttered his name. Farewell to life and death, I walked in front of the ghost gate, the most attached and concerned person in the world is in front of me, and it is impossible for me to leave him from now on.

The tears on his face were pecked away by him one by one, but the wetness in the corners of his eyes never faded, and I wanted to reach out to caress it, but I was completely powerless. Even speaking was laborious: "Ah Ping, how long have I been asleep?" He paused, and looked into my eyes lightly, "Half a month." I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I didn't realize that time was rushing in a daze, but I didn't expect to open my eyes again It was half a month later. Thinking of the words he had confided in me in pain before, I felt a dull pain, and I couldn't hug him, so I had to say, "Ah Ping, let me touch your head, okay?" ”

His eyes wandered, and he grabbed my feeble hand and put it on his head, his fingertips running his hair and caressing his head, which was the most intimate gesture I had for him, trying to soothe him.

But after I caressed him for a while, I heard him drop a sentence "I'll go to find Old Man Jiang" and got up and hurried away, I looked at his figure and was stunned, just now I did see tears slipping down his face. He opened the door and walked out quickly, and soon the door was Dr. Jiang, who sighed silently when he saw me waking up on the bed, and the first thing he said before he got to the bed was: "Your Highness has been suffering these days." ”

My heart sank, "Can you tell me about it?" ”

While checking my pulse, Imperial Physician Jiang said in a quiet voice: "I don't know how the old man will be in the future, but I only know that when the old man came ten days ago, His Royal Highness was in a state of confusion, and no one could enter your house, and the old man was almost hit on the head by him with something when he came in." I only saw him sitting on the inside of the bed, holding you tightly in his arms, and then I asked Commander Mu to hold down a needle, so that His Highness's sanity finally came to his senses. ”

I expected Ah Ping's reaction after I passed out, but when I heard it with my own ears, my heart hurt like a needle prick. "And after that?" Even so, I wanted to know what happened next.