After she helped him rest his legs, "Hold me, don't leave..." the man in her arms said softly.
Wu Yangjun said nothing, but obeyed his words and hugged him tightly.
After a long time, Yan Ruocheng cooked the medicine and took it to Wu Yangjun.
She gently opened the door and said, "Ajun, the medicine is ready." As soon as she entered, she saw Wu Yangjun holding Hua Qingcheng lovingly, and Hua Qingcheng was sleeping soundly in her arms.
"Shush! He just fell asleep, please keep your voice down." Wu Yangjun made a shushing gesture and reminded in a low voice.
Yan Ruozhen nodded, approached the bed, placed the medicinal soup on the high stool next to her, and said softly: "Give it to him after the medicinal soup cools down a little. It will relieve pain for half a day."
"Ajun, I'm going back first. There are still five medicine packs in the kitchen. If he still feels a lot of pain, boil another pack and apply hot water on him." Yan Ruocheng explained,
He knew what was going on and was ready to leave without disturbing her secretly tender care for Hua Qingcheng.
"Ruocheng, I'm sorry just now, I glared at you..." Wu Yangjun suddenly stopped her and apologized for the little thing just now.
"No, I didn't even notice it, don't take it to heart. Hehe, take good care of him. Farewell!" Yan Ruocheng shook his head, said with a smile, and really left.
She bought the candied haws on a stick, and when she returned to the mansion, Yinying had no idea where she had gone.
Huang Chenling was in the side hall, slowly eating white porridge. Seeing her come back with candied haws, she said a little unhappy: "You left me alone and went to buy candied haws instead."
"No, this is what Silver Concubine is clamoring for me to buy. Do you still feel a stomachache?" She went over to the stool next to him and sat down.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm just a little hungry. Have you had breakfast? Do you want some porridge?" Huang Chenling took a few mouthfuls of porridge and asked her.
She shook her head and said, "No, I've already eaten when I went out. After you finish the white porridge, it tastes bland. Do you want some candied haws to sweeten it up?"
Huang Chenling stared at her peach lips and said jokingly: "It's boring to eat candied haws with your mouth like this. It might be a lot more interesting if you bite one and deliver it with your mouth."
"Why are you so funny? When you eat candied haws, someone has to bite it and bring it to you." Yan Ruocheng said with a chuckle.
Huang Chenling put down the spoon, yawned, raised her eyebrows slightly, then stood up and said with a charming smile: "Because I was bored, I suffered from stomachache last night, I wanted to eat the sweetness of your body.
It tastes bad, but it’s ruined by this.” He used his fingers to pinch her small chin.
Yan Ruocheng understood what he meant, showed a smile like a flower, and said: "So I want to taste the sweetness in my mouth." After saying that, he followed his words, bit out a candied haws, leaned over and moved towards him
He passed the candied haws with his mouth.
Huang Chenling gently bit the candied haws on the other side, and the two of them brought their mouths close to each other. Yan Ruozhen naughtily pushed the offending candied haws into his mouth with her tongue.
He simply took the candied haws in his mouth and continued to kiss. His mouth was stained with sugar threads and the kiss was particularly sticky. Just when Yan Ruocheng moved towards his mouth and inserted his tongue, he accidentally put it in his mouth.
The candied haws of sugar was pushed into the throat and got stuck.
"Cough! Ah! Cough cough cough!" Huang Chenling patted his chest in pain, and Yan Ruocheng hurriedly patted his back. The candied haws were too big and stuck in his throat.
Huang Chenling's face turned blue from being stuck, and Yan Ruocheng quickly hugged his abdomen and bumped his back to force him to spit it out. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough, which made the candied haws stuck even tighter.
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Silver Shadow suddenly appeared and slapped Yan Ruocheng from behind. The palm force was astonishing. It exerted the power of hitting a cow from across the mountain. A shadowless impact force shook the candied haws out of Huang Chenling's throat.
After that, Yan Ruozhen and Huang Chenling couldn't withstand the impact of her palm. They both lost their balance and fell forward to the ground, with Huang Chenling at the bottom.
Yin Ying picked up a candied haws and bit one. While chewing, he lectured the two people on the ground: "You have to kiss when you eat candied haws, otherwise you will choke and fall to the ground like this."
"Ms. Yin Fei, could you be gentler? Your palm prints are even on this villain's back." Yan Ruocheng climbed up and rubbed his aching back.
"If you don't use force, my apprentice will choke to death on this candied haws." Yin Ying said very reasonably.
"Chen Ling, are you okay?" Yan Ruozhen turned around and asked Huang Chenling who remained silent.
Huang Chenling's expression suddenly became heavy. She opened her mouth slightly and put her hand on her throat, as if she wanted to say something. However, there was no sound at all.
"Chen Ling? What's wrong with you?" Yan Ruocheng felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly walked over, helped him up, and asked.
Huang Chenling grabbed Yan Ruocheng's arm tightly and opened her mouth a few times, trying to speak, but no sound came out.
"Are you mute?" Yinying accidentally said his current situation.
"It's not good! The candied haws just now hurt your voice." Yan Ruocheng looked at him, made the worst judgment, and said worriedly.
Huang Chenling suddenly became depressed. In the past few days, he had to deal with the chores of officials handing over gifts. It would be very difficult to deal with it without saying anything.
"Chen Ling, don't worry. I'm going to make some soup to soothe your throat. You should be able to speak soon. I'm sorry, it's all my fault." She held his hand, lowered her head and said guiltily.
Huang Chenling didn't touch her head to comfort her, but hit her on the head and dragged her out.
Silver Shadow looked at their figures and said to himself: "It's not that his voice was injured, but that he was poisoned by my mute medicine."
Huang Chenling took her to the study room and wrote with pen and ink what he would do soon.
"Do you want to write for me to read?" Yan Ruocheng watched him write non-stop.
She took a closer look at what he was going to be busy with.
It was written on the paper: "I'm going to take care of some chores. Please find a way to get me to speak as soon as possible."
"I know. But can you really communicate with people like this?" she asked worriedly.
He wrote again: "I can communicate even if I can read and write. It's just that Xiulin will come here to look for me soon, and I won't be able to make a sound. She may mess with me. You should come and help me then."
"This is so difficult. The princess is so fierce. I'm afraid I'll be kicked away by her before I can get through. You'd better find a way on your own." Yan Ruocheng shook his head and said.
He wrote angrily: "You silenced me, but left me alone and left her alone. Are you wrong? Do you like me like this?"
Seeing him write this sentence, Yan Ruocheng couldn't help but smile and said, "Chen Ling, aren't you usually afraid of the princess? She has a missing voice, but you are afraid of her, unlike you."
Huang Chenling was so angry that she hit her head again and drew two strokes on her face with a brush.
"Wow! You don't have to paint my face when you're angry!" Yan Ruocheng said as he chopped his foot.
He put the pen back and walked out angrily.
"What's going on? I just couldn't say anything for a while. Is it necessary to be so angry?" Yan Ruocheng still didn't understand why he was angry.
The reason why Huang Chenling was angry was because once he became silent, Wang Xiulin would definitely use various means to press him down on the bed. At that time, he would not be able to call the guards even if he wanted to. It was only at this time that Yan Ruocheng backed down.
Yes, he wanted her to hinder Wang Xiulin as usual, but she refused. He was so angry that he couldn't even beat her.
At noon, "Brother Chenling, what's wrong with you? I've been here for so long, but you haven't said a word." Wang Xiulin lay on his desk and asked in confusion.
She only knew that he postponed all his work today and hid in his study, drafting the decorations and arrangements for street lanterns.
At this time, Yan Ruocheng came in with some decoction.
"See His Royal Highness the Second Prince and His Royal Highness the Princess."
"What are you doing here?" Wang Xiulin stared at her and asked displeasedly.
"Reporting to the princess, I came here to deliver soup and medicine to the second prince." Yan Ruocheng went over, took it and spoke slowly.
"What kind of soup did you get? It's green." Wang Xiulin asked, pointing to the green soup she brought.
"It's a mint decoction to soothe the throat. The second prince was a little angry and had a sore throat, so he asked me to cook this." Yan Ruozhen explained simply.
"Brother Chenling, do you have a sore throat? Why didn't you tell me?" Wang Xiulin asked dissatisfied.
Huang Chenling simply wrote: "I'm afraid you'll be worried."
"I'm worried that it's necessary for you. I'll feed you the soup and medicine. You can drink it while I'm making it, so as not to waste your time." Wang Xiulin deliberately did not order Yan Ruocheng to go out, and asked her to stand as a background scenery.
Since Huang Chenling couldn't make a sound, she couldn't politely refuse Wang Xiulin to feed her.
"Ah... I blew it to cool it down, it's not hot, and it's ready to drink." Wang Xiulin gently handed him a spoonful of medicinal soup.
Huang Chenling took a big sip, wanting to finish it as soon as possible, but who knew that the taste of this medicinal soup was not ordinary unpleasant, not bitter, but indescribably astringent.
He glared slightly and stood aside Yan Ruocheng.
Of course Yan Ruocheng felt his angry eyes and deliberately didn't look at him. It was him who said he wanted her to hinder Wang Xiulin. Now that he had suffered a little, he still glared at her with such resentment.
The reason why this medicinal soup is so astringent is to stimulate the meridians of his throat and unblock them, so that his voice will recover faster.
Huang Chenling drank the bowl of soup that was so bad that she felt like vomiting, showing a look of despair.
"Brother Chenling, is it hard to drink? Or do you not like me to feed you?" Wang Xiulin asked unhappily.
Huang Chenling shook her head and wrote to her: "No, there are still a lot of things to discuss with the officials today that will be postponed. If you can help me negotiate with them, I will be happy. However, this is too troublesome.
is you."
"What's the trouble? Just come with me. I can translate by looking at your mouth movements. Don't underestimate my ability to understand you. Finish the medicinal soup quickly and bring paper and ink.