Zilong was lying on the bed, his face was red, he was sweating constantly, and his mouth was softly dreaming: "Mother, mother, don't leave me!"

Although this voice was low, it was also heard by Wan'er, who was by his bedside, because it was quiet at this time.

Wan'er heard that Zilong was thinking about his mother in her dreams, and she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in her heart.

This time in the Fengyue Gang, Wan'er helped Zilong ask Ma Fengyue, but there was no news at all, only thinking about where Zilong's biological mother was and how she could abandon him ruthlessly.

While thinking, he carefully wiped the sweat from Zilong's forehead, and at this moment, Zilong suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Wan'er's wrist, and said in a dream: "Wan'er, Wan'er, don't go, okay?"

Wan'er couldn't help but be happy when she remembered herself when she heard that this person was asleep, and couldn't help but reply: "If I don't leave, will I make a fool of myself in front of so many people?"

"Wan'er is not ugly!" Zilong, who didn't want to fall asleep, replied directly, "Wan'er, you are the fairy of the Moon Palace, extraordinary, no one in the world can compare to you!"

Seeing Zilong say this, Wan'er couldn't help but be very happy.

Which girl doesn't want others to praise herself for being beautiful, not to mention that this person who praises herself is the person in her heart, Wan'er is happy in her heart, and her face is flushed, like Zilong, like a drunk.

Wan'er said in her heart: "People say that they spit out the truth after drinking, and Brother Zilong is now drunk and unconscious, of course this is true!" When he wiped the sweat stains on Zilong's forehead, he was even more gentle.

Zilong said intermittently at this time: "It's a pity that I have a humble status! Wan'er, I don't dare to climb high!"

"You idiot!" Hearing Zilong say this, Wan'er couldn't help but nod the dragon's eyebrows angrily, and then thought that Zilong was drunk, afraid of breaking Zilong, so she immediately wiped it carefully and said, "Although I am the daughter of the prince, I am just an ordinary girl! I don't like to be a county lord since I was a child, but I like to wander outside! Daddy also knows, so he didn't declare me the title of county lord!"

These words came out, but Zilong also hummed and chirped for a long time, and then said faintly: "Wan'er, do you know ......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a soft groan outside: "Miss, the soup is ready, the soup is here!"

Before the words fell, I saw Xiao Cui walking in with the decanting soup.

Wan'er was hearing the key, and was suddenly interrupted by Xiao Cui, and couldn't help but glance at Xiao Cui with disgust, and said, "Who asked you to come over now?"

Xiao Cui came to the bedside with the sobering soup, handed it to Wan'er, blinked her eyes, and said, "Miss, you said it, as soon as the soup is good, you asked me to bring it!

Wan'er was interrupted and didn't hear Zilong's dream words, which was really a pity, but she also knew that Xiao Cui was not to blame, so she immediately took the soup bowl, stirred it with a spoon, blew the hot air, and said, "Come, you help me lift him, and we will feed him this soup!"

"Oh, okay, miss!" Xiao Cui came to the bed happily at the moment, held Zilong's head with both hands, and said, "Okay, Miss, you can feed it!"

Zilong's head was raised at this time, and he couldn't breathe well, so he couldn't help but keep arching, but accidentally touched something he shouldn't touch.

Xiaocui was hit by this, and with a "yah", she directly put down Zilong's head, like a frightened rabbit, stood up, and slammed Zilong's head on the bed.

Fortunately, Zilong was born in martial arts, and his true qi operated automatically, and he didn't have any problems.

Wan'er was blowing a spoonful of soup at this time, and was frightened by this, and the soup gradually spread everywhere. I couldn't help but look at Xiao Cui with disgust, and said, "What are you doing!

Xiao Cui pursed her lips, rubbed her chest, and said, "Deputy Commander Xu is here for me!"

Wan'er saw fifteen or sixteen-year-old Xiao Cui rubbing the private parts that had not yet grown up, and couldn't help but sneer, and said, "You dead girl, the angle you just raised is not good, I think it made Brother Zilong uncomfortable! That's why he moved!"

"But, but ......" Xiao Cui was there that no one touched it, and he only felt extremely aggrieved at this time.

Seeing this, Wan'er immediately persuaded: "Okay, okay! Look at your stingy appearance!

Xiao Cui pouted angrily and took the soup bowl.

Wan'er sat down at the head of Zilong's bed with a smile, stretched out her jade hand, and lifted Zilong's head.

Xiao Cui stirred it twice, then picked out a spoon, blew it, and handed it to Zilong's mouth.

At this time, Zilong was dragged like this and couldn't breathe, and immediately there was a flurry, and this time it inevitably hit Wan'er's crisp chest.

Wan'er only felt a flash of lightning rushing by, and her whole body was numb.

But at this time, the decanting soup that Xiao Cui fed had already come, so he had to forcibly suppress the ripples in his heart, stretched out a jade hand, and pinched Zilong's mouth.

Xiao Cui quickly fed two spoonfuls. At this time, Zilong was thirsty after being drunk, and suddenly felt water coming to his mouth, and he swallowed it busily. When Wan'er saw it, she couldn't help but say, "Xiaocui, hurry up, Brother Zilong is thirsty!"

"Oh!" Xiao Cui pouted, quickly picked out two spoons, and fed them to Zilong, and after a while, with the full cooperation of the two, most of the bowl of decanting soup was poured down.

Wan'er saw that after the sobering soup was poured down, she couldn't help but put her heart at ease, gently put Zilong's head back on the bed, and then stood up.

At this time, Xiao Cui found that Wan'er was soaked all over, and couldn't help but say, "Huh, Miss, is Deputy Commander Xu's head very heavy? Why are you tired and sweating?"

Hearing Xiaocui's question, Wan'er couldn't help but be embarrassed, where could she tell Xiaocui that it was Zilong's head that had been messing with herself and making herself like this.

Immediately said angrily: "Of course I'm tired, Brother Zilong has drunk the sobering soup now, there should be nothing to do, let's go back first!

"Oh, okay, okay, Xiao Cui is just sleepy!" Xiao Cui cleaned up the bowl, and then took the soup bowl and prepared to go out.

Wan'er looked at Zilong, whose face was no longer flushed, and the snoring was gradually rising, and her heart was relieved at the moment, so she helped Zilong tuck the corners of the quilt and walked out with Xiaocui.

The two of them were gossiping while walking, and before they had gone far, they suddenly heard a noise behind them.

At that moment, Wan'er and Xiaocui turned around suspiciously, and saw a person holding their stomachs and rushing up.

Look at it, who is not Zilong. At that moment, Wan'er asked in surprise: "Hey, Brother Zilong, why did you wake up?"

I didn't want Zilong's face to be painful at this time, and he didn't have time to answer Wan'er's words, so he directly walked past Wan'er in three or two steps, and said, "Ah, Wan'er, why are you here! Ouch, I have a stomachache, I won't tell you yet!" Before the words fell, he rushed into the latrine not far away like a whirlwind, and after a while, there was a thunderclap rumbling sound from the latrine.

Wan'er looked at Xiao Cui with a strange look and said, "Xiao Cui, what's wrong with Brother Zilong?"

"How do I know? Could it be that the things at today's banquet are not clean?" Xiao Cui replied with big eyes.

"Nonsense!" Wan'er said negatively, "The things at the banquet have all been personally inspected by the guards of our palace, and they are sure that there is no problem, so they let the cook do it, how can there be a problem?

"Hmm, Miss, what do you mean?" Xiao Cui asked as she looked at Wan'er in a daze.

"Let's wait for Brother Zilong to come out!" Wan'er shook her head and said, "Since you are sleepy, go back and rest first, I will wait for Brother Zilong here!"

"But it's dark here, aren't you afraid of being alone, Miss?" Xiao Cui looked at the dark courtyard and said cautiously.

"You stupid girl, this is the palace, what can happen! You go to sleep first!" Wan'er has been tossing Xiaocui for most of the night, she is the best to people, she is her maid, and she is also considerate.

Xiao Cui knew Wan'er's temper, so she said goodbye and went down with the soup bowl.

Wan'er was thinking about the reason why Zilong woke up outside, and after a while, Zilong walked out of the latrine, his steps a little vain.

Wan'er didn't avoid suspicion, she ran up directly, hugged Zilong, and said, "Brother Zilong, are you okay?"

"Uh, Wan'er, why are you still here!" Zilong was originally drunk, but suddenly felt a burst of excitement, and felt abdominal pain, and immediately got up and rushed out of the toilet.

Although on the road, he saw Wan'er, and thought that Wan'er was just passing by, but after coming out at this time, he still saw Wan'er, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"You're drunk, I'm worried about you, so I boiled the sobering soup and fed you to drink!" Wan'er said while helping Zilong towards the house, "But I don't know why, I just finished feeding you and came out with Xiaocui, and I saw you rushing out! What's wrong with you? Did you eat something bad?"

"I don't know!" Zilong's face suddenly changed, he clutched his stomach again, and said painfully, "Oh, no, I'm going again!" After speaking, he slipped into the toilet not far away, and there was a crackling sound.

Wan'er was stunned, what is wrong with Brother Zilong? Why is the diarrhea so note? Just when she was at a loss, Zilong leaned against the wall again and walked out, but his face was a little bad.

Looking at Zilong's face, Wan'er couldn't help but feel a little regretful, and stepped forward at the moment, ready to support Zilong.

I didn't want Zilong to suddenly have a loud noise in his abdomen, Zilong raised his head, glanced at Wan'er with a wry smile, and said, "This, Wan'er, I'm sorry!" After speaking, he turned around and went directly into the toilet.

This cycle was repeated more than ten times, until Zilong almost pulled out his intestines, his face was sallow, and his breath was disordered, and he crawled out weakly.

Wan'er had already found the doctor of the palace at this time, and said to the doctor with a worried expression: "Doctor Wang, what happened to Brother Zilong?"

This Doctor Wang is over half a hundred years old, his hair is gray, and he should be sleeping at this time.

I was called up by the guards from the warm bed, and I thought something had happened to the prince! I didn't want it to be the prince's favorite general, and the diarrhea was like a note.

At that moment, he was angry and funny, walked over, checked the dragon's expression for a while, checked the pulse again, asked Wan'er a few questions, pondered slightly, and said: "Miss Hui's words, if my diagnosis is correct, Deputy Commander Xu is very likely to have been hit by laxatives!"

"Laxatives?" Wan'er's face changed, and she said, "How could Brother Zilong be treated with laxatives? When he came back today, he hadn't eaten anything else except for the banquet in the palace! If someone took laxatives, how could he happen to be alone?"

"Really?" Doctor Wang stroked his long hair and said slowly, "With the old man's decades of medical experience, my diagnosis is no problem! It's just that what Miss Wan'er said is also reasonable, Deputy Commander Xu shouldn't have been drugged at the banquet!"

Wan'er looked at Zilong, who was angry, and only felt a pain in her heart, and said, "Doctor Wang, don't care who takes the medicine first, you can find a way to relieve Brother Zilong's pain first!

"Okay!" Doctor Wang no longer speculated about the reason for Zilong's traditional Chinese medicine, and went directly to the pharmacy to prepare a plan of traditional Chinese medicine, and after decocting it himself, he sent it over, and together with Wan'er, he fed Zilong to drink.

After Zilong drank this potion, his face was no longer painful, and his abdominal pain was a little better.

At that moment, Wan'er and Doctor Wang helped Zilong back to the room.

After helping Zilong cover the quilt, Wan'er and Doctor Wang withdrew.

Doctor Wang said again, "Miss, are you sure that Zilong has never eaten anything other than eating and drinking at the banquet?"

"Definitely not!" Wan'er shook her head, and immediately reacted, "Except that I fried a bowl of sobering soup for him in order to sober him up!"

"Decanting soup!" Wan'er said with Doctor Wang.

Then Wan'er frowned lightly and said, "But the sobering soup was made by my personal maid Xiaocui, and I also got it according to Doctor Wang's prescription, how could there be a problem?"

It turns out that the palace is not as small as a small household after all, and this decanting soup is still a nourishing medicinal soup. It was Dr. Wang who deliberately developed a decoction in view of the fact that An Wang had a lot of entertainment.

This decoction can not only sober up and relieve hangover, but also nourish liver qi, so as not to hurt the body greatly.

At that moment, Doctor Wang also lightly twisted his long beard and said, "Miss Wan'er, if you want to know the truth, you can call Xiaocui and ask!"

"Yes!" Wan'er nodded and said, "Brother Zilong has already fallen asleep, why don't Doctor Wang go to Xiaocui with me and find out about this matter!"

"Okay, that's as it should be!" Doctor Wang listened to Wan'er's suggestion and nodded his head in agreement.

The recipe for this decanting soup was developed by him. Although only Zilong has drunk the sobering soup and has diarrhea now, if it is really a problem with Fang Zi, let Wang An drink it next time, I am afraid that Doctor Wang will be punished heavily.