"Yes, I know everything. If Zhou Ci hadn't told me, how long would the prince have kept it secret from me? Or would the prince be so upright and upright, and would he be willing to be the unsung hero and let Zhou Ci take all the credit?"
Chu Luoci's sarcastic words made Yanque's face a little confused.
Yanque said angrily: "Don't you think it was Zhou Ci who saved you? Since you care about him so much and hope that he is the one who saved you, in your heart, he is a hero, so I don't want to expose you.
Beautiful fantasy.”
Yanque became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and couldn't help but sneer, "When you thought it was Zhou Ci who saved you, you were very happy, right? How about it? Now that you know that the person who saved you is this king, are you particularly disappointed?"
Chu Luoci was just about to have a good talk with him. When she heard what Yanque said, she immediately gritted her teeth and said, "Yeah, I'm very angry and disappointed!"
"I didn't expect that the person who saved me was not a hero, but a coward! He didn't dare to tell me that he saved me! And he was also a selfish person! How do you know who I want to save me when you are so self-righteous and guessing my thoughts?"
"Do you know how much I wish it was you when I was in trouble? How disappointed I felt when I saw Zhou Ci coming!"
Yanque turned around sharply.
It seemed that he didn't expect that such an awkward person as Chu Luoci would express his true feelings.
Yanque couldn't help but ask, "Really? Do you want me to save you?"
Chu Luoci said expressionlessly, "Yeah, I hope it's you who comes, because Zhou Ci's three-legged cat kung fu is really terrible!"
"I'm afraid that not only will he not be able to save me, but he will also die with me!"
Although the answer he heard was not the answer he wanted, it did not prevent Yanque from feeling better.
Yanque couldn't help but cough lightly, and there was some joy on his face, "Then how are you going to repay me?"
Chu Luoci glanced at him sideways, "Then please answer me first, how are you going to help me get revenge for this matter?"
When things related to the imperial concubine were mentioned, the two of them fell into silence again.
In the end, Chu Luoci spoke first and said, "Forget it, this matter has been revealed. I will make the medicine for you."
She just wanted to endure it a little longer for the sake of Yanque's situation.
When Yanque heard that he needed to drink medicine, he made a sad face, "Isn't this a trauma? This application of medicine is not enough, do you still need to drink medicine?"
Chu Luoci looked at the banquet in surprise, "Your Majesty, you are such a big man, the majestic King Huai, are you afraid of drinking medicine?"
"Who would like to drink those bitter Chinese medicines? Can you make them into pills and let me take them with warm water?"
"Why are you so nagging? There are so many things to do. There are no pills, only decoctions. You can drink them whether you like them or not. It will hurt you to death!"
Chu Luoci said to her heart, even if she did, she wouldn't do it for you. She chose to tolerate it. How could Yanque not suffer at all?
After Chu Luoci finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left the courtyard of Yanque, preparing to prepare medicine for him.
She actually didn't know how to face Yanque.
To be honest, although she just said that this matter was over, she still resented Yanque in her heart.
She is not a saint, so she has thoughts in her heart.
She blamed Yanque for the dangerous situation he had brought to her, and also complained that Yanque had just scolded her in front of so many servants, which had humiliated her self-esteem.
But when she saw that Yanque was pitiful and his face was so bright because of her words, she suddenly softened her heart.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she suddenly became very strange.
Nothing like the decisive and decisive self he used to be.
While Chu Luoci was boiling the medicine, her mind was thinking about other things, and her hand unknowingly touched the hot medicine stove where the medicine was being taken.
"Ah, it hurts..."
Heart-wrenching pain came along Chu Luoci's fingers, and at the same time, Yanque's panicked voice came along.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with your hand?"
Chu Luoci looked at her fingers. In just a short while, a large red blister appeared on her fingers.
The burning pain made her nerves throb.
But Yanque had already walked quickly to her side, took her hand, and put her fingers into her mouth.
Chu Luoci's fingers first touched Yanque's dry lips, and then felt the soft and warm touch in his mouth.
The next second, a soft and nimble tongue suddenly licked her fingertips.
"Ah, what are you doing?!"
The weird touch made Chu Luoci retract his fingers and put his hands behind his back.
She frowned and looked at Yanque, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't your finger get injured? Shouldn't it be put into your mouth if it's injured?"
Chu Luoci almost laughed out of anger at him.
"That's why I put my finger in my mouth because I was scratched by a knife and bleeding...Besides, that's not the best way either. It was made up from the words of a wise man and a beautiful lady!"
"My hands have blisters, how could you...how could you..."
Chu Luoci's fingers seemed to still have the warm and soft touch, which made her blush a little.
Yanque scratched his head helplessly: "Ah... I don't know about this either. When I saw your finger was injured, I subconsciously... put your finger in my mouth."
What a fool!
Chu Luoci said silently in her heart.
While the two of them were talking, the medicine was already brewing.
Chu Luoci poured a bowl and handed it to Yanque.
Yanque looked at the dark concoction, frowned tightly, and said as if he was bargaining, "Why don't you wait for a while before drinking it?"
Chu Luoci had already seen through everything.
"My lord, there is no need to delay. Just drink it when it cools down. You have to drink it after all."
Yanque really looked bitter this time.
He whispered, "Do you have any plum preserves or something? I really, really hate taking medicine! In the past, when I was sick, Yun'er would prepare preserves for me..."
Hearing what he said, Chu Luoci raised her eyebrows: "You still dare to mention Fu Yun to me? Yes! Fu Yun is good, Fu Yun is the best, so good that you protect her in every possible way!"
Chu Luoci was really angry, and his tone was a little angry.
"Do you know how anxious I was when I heard that you were injured? I learned that you were the one who saved me! Like a fool, I ran outside your yard and was ridiculed by Fu Yun. I
If you say something back, you'll think I'm bullying her!"
Chu Luoci's tone unconsciously contained some grievances, "Also, just now in front of the servant girl, I just mentioned her name, and you were like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and you still said
Do you have a brother-sister relationship with her? I think you already love her to the point of death!"
The grievances and anger accumulated in my heart suddenly seemed to find an outlet to vent.
Chu Luoci opened and closed her mouth and expressed all her dissatisfaction these days in one breath.
"Every time I see you hypocritically saying that you only treat her as your sister, I find it funny! Treat her as your sister? She has no blood relationship with you. What do you mean by raising her in your own backyard? You are a serious lady,
Who would live in a foreigner's home for more than ten years?"
"Look at you! Every time you mention her nervousness and protectiveness, who would believe you if you don't like her?"
"You two are really more hypocritical than the other. If you really like each other, just admit it directly. Could I be jealous? Could I be jealous of her?"
After Chu Luoci finished speaking, his chest heaved violently.
After he reacted, he realized what he had just said.
And Yanque's expression has already changed from anxiously arguing at the beginning, to thoughtful at the end, and now to secretly chuckling.
"Ah, it turns out that you are so angry because you are jealous of my treatment of Yun Hao. Chu Luoci, are you jealous?" This chapter has been completed!
