In the past, this guy knew to make a fool of himself to anger and tease her. Now he is seriously ill. Except for Lan'er, he is the only one who is willing to come to visit her and take care of her. The tip of his nose suddenly felt sore.
"The servants have brought the food here just now, and I'll go and feed it to you."
Xiling Jinli said, and got up and went to the table to pick up the food, but saw that the servants brought it, but they were just some light and sparse porridge, and their brows were frowning with a handsome frown.
"You are so sick, just eat these things? The servants of the National Master Mansion are too good at taking care of people!" Xiling Jinli roared angrily, Hong'er looked at him and raised her voice slightly and said, "No,
I blame them, I have always coughed these days and my throat has been damaged, so I can only eat some sparse and light soup and porridge."
Hong'er's voice was soft just now, but he didn't pay attention. When he lifted the sound, he realized that Hong'er's voice was hoarse.
Xiling Jinli looked at her with a very ugly face, but without saying a word, she picked up the porridge bowl and walked to the bed.
"I'll feed you, eat more, and you'll get better after eating." He said, scooping up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and blew it carefully on his lips, then he sent it to Hong'er's lips.
She ate it.
"Did you secretly exchange it with my brother when he entered the palace?" Hong'er swallowed the porridge in her mouth, then looked at him and asked.
Xiling Jinli was stunned, "How do you know?" But when Hong'er looked at his clothes, he felt embarrassed to smile at her, "I can't get in, your father is so fierce, I'll see you
He doesn't let him!"
"Aren't you afraid of being infected by me? I heard that this plague is... very difficult to cure." Hong'er whispered.
"Who said? Your Highness cut off his bad tongue! My second brother, my second prince, is proficient in toxicology and medicine. He can save someone who has been breathing a breath, let alone your minor illness, you will be cured, no matter how good you are, you will be.
You will definitely be well after a few days."
Xiling Jinli looked angry. Seeing that Hong'er had been staring at him, she felt embarrassed and sent another spoonful of porridge on it. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you always watching me do?"
Upon hearing this, Hong'er suddenly chuckled.
"Why are you laughing?" Xiling Jinli asked again, but when she saw her laugh, it was much better than when she saw her frowning uncomfortablely.
"That... Actually, it's good to do this. Although I'm sick, you don't get angry with me anymore, don't bully me anymore, and are still so nice to me."
Hong'er said with her fingers tangled with the quilt. When she heard this, Xiling Jinli was stunned, then said with a cold face: "What's good? What's the good about being sick? Besides... When did I bully you!"
In the last sentence, obviously a little unconfident, Hong'er pouted and said, "I'm still saying no, aren't you still yelling at me now..."
Xiling Jinli's face was stiff. She wanted to say something, but she had no intention of opening her mouth. She just fed Hong'er a spoonful of porridge.
The sunshine in Xilun was just right, but the Great Chu State had already poured rain at this time.
In the bamboo pavilion next to the bamboo house, several people were still discussing how to deliver antidote to the Heihu, but they saw a hurried guard running over in the heavy rain.
"What's wrong? I'm so thrilled?"
Black Panther stepped forward and asked the guard, who bowed to Yuwen Haoyu: "See the Emperor."
Then: "...See the Queen...See Lord Zhang...See..."