Pushing the door, the hall was as warm as spring, and the people lying on the bed were quietly sideways, as if they were asleep.

Qi Yan walked over, the tip of her nose leaked out of the quilt, her cheeks were pink and flushed, and she couldn't see her illness for half a minute.

Reaching out to touch her hand, he frowned.

His body was hot, but his hands were cold.

Outside the door, Gao Gongde spoke in a careful low voice, interrupting inside, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready." ”

Qi Yan withdrew his hand, signaled to put it down, and turned his head to meet her confused and blinking eyes.

"When you wake up, get up and eat something and drink the medicine."

Chen Jiaojiao answered honestly, and the sweet red bean dumplings in the air were mixed with the bitter medicine.

She moved her nose, unable to separate the two flavors.

Xiao Yue couldn't come in outside, she had to prop herself up, her lower abdomen throbbed and she trembled and kept back to her just action, and breathed hard twice.

He sat back at his desk and looked at the book in his hand.

Chen Jiaojiao slowly put on her shoes and moved to the table.

The sweet and glutinous taste made her feel more comfortable and warmed her body. She took a sip and couldn't sit still for a while.

The sound of the spoon being put down and touching the edge of the bowl came out, and Qi Yan didn't look up, "Finish eating." ”

"Huh? I can't eat any more, Your Majesty. ”

Chen Jiaojiao licked her lower lip, and could feel that he seemed to have been disturbed last night and didn't rest well, and the irritability between his eyebrows was not concealed.

He put down the book, stroked his hand and looked over, and the heavy gaze made her sigh again, and picked up the spoon and tried to eat two more bites.

But she really can't eat it, she used to like sweet and greasy things very much, but now she only feels sick to her stomach when she eats it.

She put down the spoon again, and Qi Yan slapped it on the table, "What I say doesn't work for you, does it?" ”

Chen Jiaojiao was frightened, and the tears of grievance couldn't be stopped in an instant.

was already uncomfortable, she couldn't help crying in front of Xiao Yue, and she didn't bother him, why was she so fierce all of a sudden.

"Your Majesty, let me go back to Changhuan Palace, I'm here to disturb Your Majesty, and Xiaoyue can also take care of me."

"How long is this time?"

One day, two days, or ten days, sometimes you can see her walk out of the Changhuan Hall again in a few days, and it was only a month before and after that year that I saw her smile again.

How unbearable it is, I can't talk to him.

Chen Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, watching him stand up and walk over, she had to raise her head to see his expression clearly.

Inexplicably, he didn't seem to be bored.

"Your Majesty," she took his index finger and shook it slightly, "I really can't eat, and I have to leave a little room to drink the medicine." ”

"The last two bites, eating."

It's all made according to her usual appetite, so she can't eat it.

Qi Yan sat down and watched her mumble a small mouthful into her mouth, as if she had been fed poison.

He pulled the corner of his lower lip helplessly, touched her head, and guessed that it would take a long time to fill the medicine.

Sure enough, she stared at the potion in the bowl for a long time.

"Your Majesty, what's in there, why is it so dark?"

"Shall I ask for you?"

"Is that okay?"

Oh no, he's fierce, raising his eyebrows at the medicine bowl with a coercive eyebrow.

Chen Jiaojiao puffed out her mouth, took the chopsticks and dipped them, and licked the chopsticks.

It didn't seem to taste good, so I dipped it again.

He gritted his teeth and was about to kill her expression, and Chen Jiaojiao, who was watching, quickly picked up the bowl and poured herself a mouthful.

The bitter taste wafted in the mouth, with a slight sour and salty taste, reaching the tip of the nose.

Chen Jiaojiao leaned over and coughed, choking red eyes, and barely swallowed this mouthful.

She raised her arms aggrievedly, "Your Majesty." ”

Qi Yan never thought carefully about who was used to her bad habits.

But when he still habitually raised his hand to lift her to sit in his arms, and the villain coquettishly hugged his neck, humming and chirping, he began to think about this serious question.

When he was a child, he always drank medicine in his arms, and he came up when he cried, and a bowl of medicine could be accompanied by a dozen sugars.

He frowned slightly, obscure, and the changes were difficult to discern.

Suddenly reached out and pinched the back of her neck, pulled her out of her arms, forced her to look up, pried her lips open with the edge of the bowl, and poured it directly.

At that time, she was His Royal Highness, and he wanted to do it countless times, but he couldn't.

Chen Jiaojiao was forced to swallow the bitter medicine in her mouth before she could get a chance to breathe.

She hung her head in a daze, and little by little withdrew the hand around his neck.

In the past, he wouldn't coax her, but he didn't say anything and waited for her to finish it slowly, and he gave a few perfunctory pieces of candy when she wanted to eat candy.

As soon as she finished drinking, he pushed her down, but she still liked the way he couldn't help her.

Thinking it was okay now, she shrunk her neck and tried to move her from his arms.

He was picked up violently, put on the bed, and pulled the quilt.

Chen Jiaojiao watched him stunned as he twisted a piece of candy and stuffed it into her mouth.

Twisted another one, handed it to her lips, and waited for her to open her mouth.

She sat like a squirrel, with two pieces of candy in her mouth, pulling the quilt for some reason.

As if he was done, he stopped paying attention to her, sat back and continued to pick up the pen.

After staying for a while, I couldn't figure out what he meant anyway, Chen Jiaojiao covered the quilt and lay down.

The pain is coming one after another, the day is at least better than the night, I don't know if the torture will continue tonight, it's better to sleep more now.

She rolled over twice and fell silent.

There was only the sound of him writing in the hall, and Qi Yan raised his eyes to look over.

I couldn't see her clearly in the quilt, her face was facing inward motionless, and the quilt was heavy and didn't fluctuate with her breathing.

He blinked, lowered his head and lifted his head, and finally got up and walked over.

Leaned over and pressed the quilt under her little face.

She slept peacefully, her eyelashes fell like butterfly wings, leaving a faint shadow under her eyes, the tip of her nose was pretty, and her immature little face was like a doll in applause.

He reached out and touched her fingertips, not as cold as they had just been.

After a while, he straightened up again and walked back.

After a while, the person on the bed shrank into the quilt again, and only a strand of black hair drooped down.

His gaze froze on her for a while, and someone outside brought brown sugar ginseng soup.

Xiao Yue walked in a little timidly, His Majesty was not allowed to enter anyone, no matter how worried she was outside, she could only look at it.

The soup on her hands was hot, and it was only effective when she drank it hot, but looking at the person asleep on the bed, she hesitated again.

"Wake her up."

"Ah, yes, yes."

Xiao Yue put the soup next to the bed and gently pushed Chen Jiaojiao, "Your Highness, get up and drink some brown sugar water." ”

Chen Jiaojiao was unhappily woken up, and just wanted to lose her temper and remember where she was, but she swallowed the complaint that came to her mouth.

knew that Satsuki would not dare to push her, only got an order.

She likes to drink sweet things, and she doesn't ink after blowing cold, and this bowl of brown sugar ginseng soup is hot and much more comfortable after drinking it.

"Xiaoyue Xiaoyue, I feel a lot better, won't it hurt in the future!"

Chen Jiaojiao happily took Xiaoyue's hand, shook it back and forth, and asked in a low voice.

This good thing only tormented her for one night, and now she doesn't feel any pain in her lower abdomen at all, and she has the strength to sit up when she sleeps well, and she is in better spirits than usual.

"The slave and maid have also seen His Highness feel a lot better, maybe His Highness will not hurt when he grows up."

"Did you hurt before?"

"Slave and rough man, no. Your Highness's golden branches and jade leaves naturally cannot be compared, and Your Highness must not be greedy. ”

Chen Jiaojiao hummed, and her mood became better without worrying, "The old quack doctor has forced me to drink medicine for so many years, hum!" Chop it up! ”

"You said that Imperial Doctor Xi, his old man has gone, so you can let him go. As soon as you feel that the medicine has become bitter, you pull his beard, and Imperial Doctor Xi sighs every time. The old minister tried his best, but this medicine can't be turned into Ganlin, Your Highness. ”

Xiaoyue's imitation of painting and color, Chen Jiaojiao sneered and laughed, and there was a picture in front of her.

The two hadn't been together for a long time, holding hands and chatting like sisters. Quietly lowered her voice, thinking that someone couldn't hear it.

Qi Yan heard it clearly, he had excellent ears, and he didn't need to bother eavesdropping.

Kissing each other, the three of them have been together for the longest time, and he didn't say anything, and they snickered and chatted in low voices.

The dinner was light, all sweet things, Chen Jiaojiao happily ate several pieces of sweet lotus root and drank a big bowl of wine secretly sent by Xiaoyue.

After eating, he sat back at the table, and Chen Jiaojiao sat on the edge of the bed with her feet crossed, peeking at him with a bulging mouth.

Qi Yan opened the note in the bamboo tube, finished Yan and Yu went south, and said that his name was a tribute.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in the northern region, and the DPRK and China needed He Shuming, he would not have to fall into such a passive situation.

He helped the Tibetans, and the secret guards searched for Chen Yuanze's location all winter, but there was no progress.

Subject to the situation of others and passivity, the only way to wait. He Shuming rummaged around the palace in the past few days, hoping that the ethereal golden seal could help them once.

The dragon in the hall was open, and the hot Qi Yan was upset, thinking that she was fine, so he opened a window to ventilate.

As soon as I looked up, I found that she was asleep again.