Bai Yuanxing finally left the palace with a dark face.
Feng Chao pressed down on Bai Yuanxing, feeling very good, and even his head didn't hurt that much anymore.
When he was in a good mood, he remembered Nan Qing coughing by the lake. Her face seemed not to be good, and the palace maid covered her with thick clothes.
Feng Chao called Li De: "When I go to give the order, ask her if she has drunk ginger soup."
"yes."
Li De was just outside listening to what was going on inside, and the Imperial Master looked scary when he left, so he was still a little worried.
As a result, His Majesty now looks happy and his tone of voice is much more relaxed.
She cares so much about the beauty, no, she should be called the Concubine Xiande now. Your Majesty cares so much about her, she is really the one who is at the top of your heart.
…
Only a few days later, another large amount of treasures were delivered to the Beauty Palace.
That night Nan Qing was made a virtuous concubine, and she still lived in the Beauty Palace, but the best things in the palace were used throughout the palace.
Li De was talking about South Americans, not slaves.
It seems that the tyrant remembers her name.
But I insist on calling her Xiaonu.
Nan Qing received the order. When he got up, he was weak and coughed. Li De quickly stretched out his hand to support her: "Your Majesty, please take good care of your health. Your Majesty also asked us to send a message to ask if your Majesty has drank ginger soup. Your Majesty loves and worries about your Majesty."
The little palace maid supported Nan Qing. Nan Qing wanted to speak, but he coughed so much that he couldn't speak.
Li De was extremely worried: "Oh, why is it so serious! Why don't you guys know how to ask the imperial doctor? Go quickly, if there is something wrong with your mother's body, you won't have to live one by one."
"Yes, slave, go right now!"
Nan Qing covered her mouth with her handkerchief and whispered: "I drank the ginger soup, but it seems useless."
Li De waited until the imperial physician finished consulting Concubine Xian De before leaving.
…
"Is it cold?"
Feng Chao put down the book in his hand and frowned.
"Yes, my dear, she..."
Feng Chao directly covered the book and stood up: "I'm going to see her."
Knowing that she was suffering from the cold, and that Li De still said she was so pitiful and delicate, Feng Chao couldn't sit still.
She was not a well-behaved girl. She stood on the boat with her head lowered in the evening. Feng Chao was a little annoyed at that time and did not pay attention to her.
But I thought that when she delivered the soup tomorrow, she would ask him to act coquettishly to please him.
Unexpectedly, I got sick.
Silent.
If he hadn't suddenly canonized her, no one would have known she was sick.
I'm usually so good at asking for trouble, but this time I didn't say a word.
There was originally going to be a canonization ceremony tomorrow, where she would wear the concubine's auspicious robes and be canonized, but Feng Chao thought of skipping it.
Everyone is sick, so she can keep things simple and have enough food and clothing.
…
The original owner was not in good health, and because he was not acclimatized to the climate in Nanling and so on, Nan Qing fell ill as soon as the wind blew today.
However, the illness was not serious. He was three points sick, but Nan Qing performed ten points.
After drinking the medicine, Nan Qing lay comfortably on the bed and fell asleep.
There are only two lamps lit in the hall, making it easier for people to sleep peacefully under the warm light.
But suddenly there was movement outside the palace.
The palace maid came to the bed and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is here."
"..."
It disturbs people's sleep and causes thunder and lightning.
Nan Qing didn't want to get up, so he pulled the soft quilt to cover half of his face, and said weakly: "I'm so dizzy, I can't get up."
Nan Qing acted so coquettishly that the palace maid felt extremely distressed and couldn't stand it at all.
The maid in charge was going to report it, but His Majesty came in directly.
Feng Chao's voice came: "No need to let her get up, I'll go in and take a look."
He was tall and handsome, and the warm yellow lights in the palace made him look less intimidating.
The maid in charge immediately signaled the little maid beside the bed to step back, leaving the two masters inside.
…
Feng Chao walked to the bed, but no one in the bed curtain moved.
But he knew she was awake.
Feng Chao's first reaction was not that she couldn't get up to pick him up, but that she was so sick?
Even though she knew that the imperial doctor had come to see her, she would be fine, but Feng Chao still panicked for no reason, and quickly opened the bed curtain and went in to see who she was.
The beauty on the bed has half her face covered, with her eyes and forehead exposed. Her eyes are closed, so she can no longer see her beautiful eyes.
Her eyelashes were extremely long with her eyes closed and they were trembling.
Every time she pretends to sleep, she does it badly.
Feng Chao's expression became gentle, and he sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch her forehead. It was a bit hot, and then pinched her face.
"I didn't pick up the driver when I woke up. I stood by the bed for a while and ignored anyone. What are you holding in your breath, little slave?"
Feng Chao's voice is very nice, especially with such a casual and gentle tone.
Nan Qing closed his eyes, mouth stuffed under the quilt and said, "I'm dizzy, sleepy."
Even knowing that she might be lying, Feng Chao still felt heartbroken.
Feng Chao lifted the quilt from her face: "Don't cover your mouth and nose, it will make you dizzy if you are stuffy."
Nan Qing opened his eyes, the circles under his eyes were a little red, and the tip of his nose was also red. Feng Chao thought, could it be that he choked and cried while taking the medicine?
Feng Chao leaned over and said, "Why are you so delicate? You can get cold even if you blow the wind for a while. How did you live in Beiling when you were so delicate? As a little slave, no one should take care of you in every possible way, right?"
Although she has been raised with fine skin and tender flesh, it is because she wants to use her skin and flesh to please people.
He is a slave, not his master, so he must suffer a lot for being so delicate.
When she mentioned Beiling, there was always a hint of sadness in her eyes. Nan Qing glanced at him and lowered his eyes: "I was often sick when I was in Beiling. Drink more medicine and you will be fine if you survive."
Feng Chao's expression was slightly deep, and he touched her face harder. Feeling her warm touch made him feel more at ease.
It will be fine if you survive.
Isn't this him who was reduced to a proton in the first place?
Feng Chao undressed and took off his belt, and said: "My little slave is so delicate that he needs someone to take care of him. I will take good care of you tonight."