After a moment of silence, Xia Liyuan finally reacted.
"Do you think this blood can restrain the restless emotions in my body?"
Wen Ranran gritted her teeth and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense! Drink!"
Xia Liyuan frowned, "I don't-"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Ranran pinched his nose and drank it down.
The sweet and slightly bitter aroma is like the best tonic, instantly refreshing Xia Liyuan.
"How do you feel?" Wen Ranran asked him.
"I don't know, but... great! The emotions in my body are now present. I can guarantee that as long as you don't do anything, there will be no problems within three months!"
Wen Ranran's eyes lit up.
"Can it be cured?"
Xia Liyuan shook his head, "I'm afraid this won't work, and you... you're stupid! I can't do it every time..."
Wen Ranran slapped the opponent on the back of the head.
"Shut up, you, how can you squeeze my blood dry? Practice hard and don't think about it!"
Xia Liyuan: "..."
Seeing that Xia Liyuan's physical condition stabilized, Wen Ranran left directly.
After all, a single man and a widowed woman do not accept each other... I still maintain the integrity of a married woman towards unmarried men.
While walking, Wen Ranran was thinking that if Xia Lishuang knew the current situation, she would probably come up with a knife...
However, it’s really hard to get used to the days without him being jealous...
Although Xia Liyuan and Ye Junmeng subconsciously take care of themselves, and even often buy some gadgets to make themselves happy, but... after all, they are not given by their beloved ones.
No one covered her in the middle of the night when she was sleeping and kicked the quilt. No one hugged her while sleeping, complaining that her body temperature was too low. When she got up at night, no one checked her when she made any move
When the time came, he would wake up and light the lamp for her, wait until she came back, and then go back to sleep with her in his arms.
Wen Ranran was used to being a promiscuous person. Even during her relationship with Xia Lishuang, she felt that the best way for two people to get along was that distance creates beauty.
But after getting married and living for a while, Wen Ranran suddenly didn't think so about life after marriage.
It turns out that habits can really penetrate deep into the bone marrow... together with thoughts, they become the most indispensable warm imprint in the heart.
"Xia Lishuang...are you okay?" Wen Ranran thought sadly as she hugged the quilt.
"Will you still miss me? When I go back, will you marry eighteen concubines to enrich your harem to anger me? Or, are you like all emperors..."
Wen Ranran buried her head in the quilt and stopped talking.
…
Rongguo Imperial Palace——
"Ah sneeze——"
Xia Lishuang suddenly sneezed.
Qian Yu was stunned and almost became anxious.
"Your Majesty, this...isn't it Feng Han?"
Xia Lishuang looked away and said languidly: "Can you be normal? It's okay for a bunch of ministers to call me Your Majesty, but why are you like this?"
Qianyu: "..."
After a while, Qian Yu's mind finally turned around and followed the good path.
"My lord, would you like a bowl of ginger soup? The ingredients prepared by my wife before she left...it's said to be a big ginger unique to the guest country, which doubles the effect of repelling cold!"
Xia Lishuang was then satisfied, "Come on some!"
The ginger soup was brought quickly, and it also contained a lot of nourishing medicinal materials. The most important thing is...it actually included two pieces of brown sugar?
"Why did you put the brown sugar in?" Xia Lishuang drank, looking at the pile of memorials in front of her, her head grew more and more dizzy.
"What are these old people writing about?! Especially the Jiang family's party! Do you still have the guts to impeach me?"