Wen Ruchu took a sip of the medicine she had handed to his lips as usual.

His gaze stared at her clean and pretty face without powder for a few seconds with an inexplicable look, and then he suddenly slowly reached out and took the medicine bowl from her hand, tilted his head slightly, and poured the medicine in the bowl into his throat.

Cowwall!!

Ye Lanxi watched him stunned as he poured a whole bowl of bitter medicine without fear of the bitterness of the medicine, and silently gave him a thumbs up.

......

"It's bitter, isn't it?"

Ye Lanxi took the empty bowl from which he drank the empty medicine, and twisted a candied fruit from the table on the side and handed it to him.

"It's not bitter. ”

Wen Ruchu hooked her lips and smiled, gentle and elegant, and slowly raised her hand to push back the candied fruit she handed to him, intending to tell her that he didn't need this thing.

He is not afraid of hardship.

No matter how bitter this medicine is, he has drunk it for more than ten years.

Scold.

He's a dying man.

It's a bit bitter.

And what's it?

The candied fruit was pushed back by him, Ye Lanxi didn't think much about it, raised his hand, and naturally sent the candied fruit that he pushed back into his mouth.

Wen Ruchu's expression was unclear, his eyes looked at her deeply, and Wen Sheng asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Ye Lanxi puffed out her cheeks, slowly bit the candied fruit in her mouth, and swallowed it little by little.

I couldn't help but take the time to look up again and look at him a few more times.

I don't know why.

She always felt that the relationship between her and him was not at all like two people who had just met, and not at all like two people who had just met today.

It's more like two people who have known each other for a long, long, long time......

It's even so long that it can't be measured in the current units of time.

Probably, it's her delusion again.

......

It is said that she just tried the medicine and just took that small sip, her mouth was bitter, and after eating the second candied fruit, she could still vaguely taste the bitterness from her taste buds.

She didn't expect that.

The wicked man in front of him, who can suffer so much, just poured a bowl down, and he didn't even frown.

Does he have no sense of taste, right?

......

If the man in front of her knew what she was thinking at the moment, he would definitely be able to knock on her skull.

What kind of strange thinking is this?

Don't want to die because you're too handsome to die?

Aren't you afraid of bitterness because you don't have a sense of taste?

These are all strange thoughts.

I really don't know what this innocent and kind little princess has in her head.

-

The weather is nice today.

Even though it is already noon, today's sun is not as eye-catching and hot as in the past.

The breeze gradually blew on the big trees in the courtyard, and the withered yellow leaves fluttered down one by one, swirled down on the table, and were blown away by the wind again.

......

The warm sunshine accompanied by the warm breeze slowly falls on people's bodies, bringing comfort and relaxation to people.

However, blowing on the body of Wen Ruchu, a sick seedling who was already dying and terminally ill, almost blew him to death.

"City Lord, are you, are you okay?"

Ye Lanxi looked at the bewitching man in front of him with a pale face and a bloody mouth overflowing with red bloodshots, but his face was calm and calm, and his eyes widened in shock.

Looking at him who didn't seem to be very comfortable, a trace of unbearability flashed in Ye Lanxi's eyes.

Hurriedly got up, and was about to step forward to help him.

However, just as she got up and was about to do something, she suddenly heard a murderous middle-aged man's voice coming from behind her: "Don't you know that he can't blow the wind!"