"Sit down. Qin Gui glanced at Zhao Ling'er and buried his head in the fold again.

Zhao Ling'er obediently found a place closest to Qin Gui, put the food box on the small table next to it, and brought out the pork rib soup with residual warmth inside.

"Drink some soup and rest and rest. Zhao Ling'er will take the soup and walk in front of Qin Gui.

Qin Gui was looking at the excerpts, and he was not very hungry, so he said casually: "Put it on the side, I will drink it in a while." ”

Qin Gui saw that Zhao Ling'er hadn't put down the bowl he was holding for a long time, so he raised his head and glanced at her. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I saw Zhao Ling'er's eyes red, and she looked wronged.

"What's wrong?" Although Qin Gui was a little annoyed, he still asked.

Zhao Ling'er put the bowl in his hand next to Qin Gui, and hurriedly wiped his eyes and said, "It's nothing, it's just sand in your eyes." ”

Qin Gui naturally didn't miss out when she wiped her tears, and there was an eye-piercing cut on Bai Nen's hand.

"What happened to this?" asked Qin Gui, staring at the opening in her hand.

Seeing Qin Gui asking, where can Zhao Ling'er's tears be held back, although she grew up in the countryside since she was a child, she has also grown up pampered, and she has never done dirty work. She heard today that Qin Gui was still criticizing the folds so late, so she thought about stewing a cup of pork rib soup for him to make up for it.

But she had never been in the kitchen, and she didn't want to borrow the handmaid's hand to do it, so she accidentally cut her own hand when cutting the meat. She has always been afraid of pain, and when she was a child, she fell and broke a little bit of skin and cried for a long time. This time, I cut my hands, and I endured it for a long time to make such a cup of pork rib soup, who knew that Qin Gui would only let her go, and the grievances in my heart burst all of a sudden, and the wound on my hand seemed to be more painful, and my eyes were red when I couldn't hold back for a while.

Zhao Ling'er shook her head, her eyes were red, and she was extremely aggrieved.

Qin Gui threw the cinnabar pen in his hand aside, sighed, went to the medicine box on the bookshelf to find a box of ointment, and said with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Come here." ”

Zhao Ling'er thought that Qin Gui was disgusted with her trouble, and her tone was much fiercer, and tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes just now, but now it really broke the embankment, and it kept flowing down, so pitiful.

"I'm not killing you, why are you still crying?" Qin Gui himself was a little irritable, so Zhao Ling'er cried, and his heart was even more annoyed, but he still had to give birth to a ninja, and said in a softer tone: "Come here, I will give you medicine." ”

Zhao Ling'er stopped the tears that fell and walked to Qin Gui's side with tears in her eyes.

Qin Gui went to find a stool, put it beside him, pressed Zhao Ling'er on the stool, and then took her hand and carefully checked her wound, the wound was not deep, if it was later, it should be healed.

Qin Gui's eyes suddenly appeared that night, Shen Yi was covered in injuries, but he didn't cry, he didn't even scream, he just frowned when he tore the corner of his clothes. If she had used the ointment she had given her, her injuries would have healed, right?

"Your Majesty?" Zhao Ling'er watched Qin Gui hold her hand, looked at her wound a little distracted, and called him out with a sob.

"It's okay, I just remembered something from the fold. Qin Gui came back to his senses, smiled softly at Zhao Ling'er, and began to apply the wound medicine to her.

The pale yellow candlelight jumped,

Zhao Ling'er looked at Qin Gui's attentive eyes when he applied the ointment to her, as well as the warm touch on his hand, and her face turned red involuntarily.......