At any rate, Zhong Qingye finally overcame her fear of medicine. With Qi Mo's repeated assurances that he would not ask her to take medicine, she finally agreed to let Feng Jin examine her. It's just that small mouth, or...
Pouting unhappily, Qi Mo couldn't help but laugh or cry.【】
I have never discovered that Zhong Qingye actually has such a cute side. Different from her calmness when doing things, different from her Ling Ran when holding a sword, she is now more like a young girl than before.
He will be angry, shy, cheating, and lose his temper.
Qi Mo loved Zhong Qingye like this so much. Whenever he saw her swollen little face, he would have the urge to crush her and swallow her.
This woman belongs to him. Qi Mo would laugh out loud in his dreams.
"Okay, don't be angry." Qi Mo opened the door and reached out to pinch her still swollen cheeks, smiling fondly. "If there's nothing wrong, I'll treat you to a big dinner."
Of course, I also learned this from Zhong Qingye, because every time we walked together to a bigger town, Zhong Qingye would always happily drag him to the most famous local restaurant and order a lot of delicious food.
Eating nourishes the mouth and nourishes the body, which is said to compensate for the weight one has lost in the past two months.
Anyway, Qi Mo didn't care about the little money. Since Zhong Qingye liked it, he followed her. As he went back and forth, he gradually discovered that he, the princess, not only loved money, but was also a food lover.
Sure enough, when he heard Qi Mo's words, Zhong Qingye's eyes lit up. "Really?"
Qi Mo nodded and glanced at Feng Jin who was not far away. Sure enough, when he saw his tense jaw, he suddenly smiled in a good mood. "When did I lie to you?"
"Then it's settled!" Zhong Qingye walked towards the house excitedly. After taking two steps, he turned back: "By the way, take Yanzi and the others with you. I haven't seen those girls for a long time. I miss them so much."
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Qi Mo nodded again and followed her into the room, followed closely by Feng Jin.
Probably because Qi Mo's bribery method worked, Zhong Qingye rarely cooperated. He sat on the soft couch and said to Feng Jin: "Come on."
Feng Jin shook his head slightly, and finally there was a smile on his lips. He walked over and sat down beside her. He took out a small soft bag from somewhere and placed it on the small coffee table. Zhong Qingye rolled up his sleeves.
The snow-white wrist lay flat on the soft bag.
Feng Jin's slender fingers gently rested on her wrist, and her eyes were half-closed. Before she could make a diagnosis, Zhong Qingye's eardrums suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps.
Qi Mo and her raised their heads at the same time, one with a displeased look on his face, the other with a look of disgust on his face. Only Feng Jin remained the same, as if she wasn't disturbed at all.
"Miss!"
"princess!"
Several weak voices belonging to the young woman were superimposed together, and the volume was chaotic. Zhong Qingye rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. The next second, there was a bang, and the door was suddenly opened. Four young girls hurriedly walked out.
Rushed into the room.
Qi Mo's face turned cold and he looked at them extremely unhappy. He didn't know whether it was because of their lack of etiquette or because Zhong Qingye's diagnosis was disturbed.
The people who rushed in were Yanzi, Chun'er, Qiu'er and Xia'er. They probably didn't expect that the prince would be inside. The four girls were stunned for a moment. They knelt down like a reflex and saluted hurriedly and uneasily: "Your Majesty, good luck.
...Blessed Princess!"
During the interval of saluting, several people did not forget to secretly take a look at Zhong Qingye. The expressions on their faces were pure joy, especially Yanzi. As the personal maid who had been serving her since she came out of the Zhong family, she later "shared her life" in Tianshan Town.
After being in trouble, her feelings for Zhong Qingye had already surpassed that of an ordinary maid and master, and had been promoted to the level of a family member.
Understanding that these girls had not seen Zhong Qingye for a long time and were inevitably excited, Qi Mo for the first time did not punish them for overstepping their bounds. He nodded and said: "Get up."
The four girls were about to rush to Zhong Qingye as if they were about to receive amnesty, but unexpectedly saw Feng Jin checking her pulse. They all immediately reached out and covered their mouths, for fear of disturbing them.
Zhong Qingye couldn't help laughing and shook his head.
On the other side, Feng Jin slowly let go of her hand and raised her head with a smile.
Zhong Qingye didn't bother to adjust his sleeves and asked hurriedly: "How are you? Are you okay?"
Feng Jin gently raised her lips, her smile was shallow and soft, with a temperature as warm as the sun. The faces of all the girls in the room were flushed, especially Yan Zi, whose eyes were almost glued to it.
"Don't worry, it's just a cold infection and your throat is a little damaged. I'll give you some medicine..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhong Qingye hurriedly crossed his hands, making an X gesture, and said with a warning look on his face: "I don't want to drink medicine!"
Feng Jin laughed leisurely, but he looked at her helplessly and shook his head gently. The doting expression on his face was completely unconcealed and very open and majestic. Qi Mo's face was tense and unhappy, but Yan Zi smiled slightly.
His eyes tightened for a moment, then he quickly smiled.
Zhong Qingye was completely focused on resisting taking medicine and didn't pay attention to the emotional changes of the two people. Feng Jin looked at her nervous look and could only say: "In this case, I will get you some nourishing tea.
It doesn't matter if you make a pot and drink it from time to time, right?"
Drinking tea? This is acceptable, as long as you are not drinking medicine!
Zhong Qingye nodded happily.
Feng Jin smiled softly, stood up from the chair, raised his gaze, and glanced at Qi Mo intentionally, "Then I'll go get ready. You're tired from the journey, so take a rest."
After saying that, he turned around and walked outside.
Qi Mo squinted his eyes, looked at his snow-white and slender back, reached out and patted Zhong Qingye's little head, "You haven't seen each other for a long time. There should be a lot to say. I won't accompany you. I'll make tea later."
You send it over."
Hearing the doting tone, the four girls blushed and snickered.
Zhong Qingye nodded nonchalantly and raised his hand in a gesture of not giving.
Qi Mo laughed, stood up from the soft couch, and walked towards the door. As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face suddenly collapsed, cold and rigorous, mixed with an anxious look, coloring his pupils without warning.
It's definitely not that he was wrong... Feng Jin's look!
What is going on? Aoba is only nineteen years old. He is still so young. How could it be possible...