After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 163 Yan Yunxiao's Psychopathic Behavior

When Yan Yunxiao came back, it was already noon.

It was snowing heavily outside, and he pushed aside the curtain to come in. There were still a few snowflakes dotted on the big cloak of Xuanhu black satin.

Because Yan Yunxiao's Yinhua Palace didn't have special instructions, there would be no court ladies serving in it, so Su Jiu'er got up out of habit and stepped forward to untie his cloak.

She has been lying in this room for two days, if she doesn't move anymore, Yan Yunxiao will immediately treat her as a waste.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Yan Yunxiao grabbed it.

He unbuttoned the cloak with one hand, casually threw it on the hand that came in behind him, and then pulled Su Jiu'er to sit on the warm kang.

"feel better now?"

He reached out to touch Su Jiu'er's forehead again, turned his head slightly, and his eyes stayed on Su Jiu'er's face for a while.

The red marks are no longer there.

The slap marks disappeared long ago, but Yan Yunxiao would stare at it for a long time every time, and even reach out to touch it, asking Su Jiuer if it still hurts.

Moreover, when he went to court in the morning, he had already touched Su Jiu'er's forehead, obviously there was nothing serious, but he seemed nervous.

Su Jiu'er said, "Okay, it's all over."

As he spoke, he broke away from his hand, turned around in front of him, and then stopped steadily, without any dizziness.

He hooked his lips slightly, showing the most comfortable smile in the past few days.

After lunch was announced, Su Jiu'er brought a cup of medicine and put it on the table.

She stretched out her finger and said, "You haven't taken medicine for quite a while, you just drink this recently, you don't have to drink it every day, once every three days is enough."

It is full of sense of accomplishment and undisguised joy.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine was not as pungent as before, but a bitter scent, which made me feel dry and refreshed, but Yan Yunxiao frowned calmly, showing an even more displeased expression than before.

He nodded silently, but Su Jiu'er could already feel the change in his mood very quickly.

It looked like he didn't want to drink much.

Thinking that Yan Yunxiao hadn't taken the medicine for a long time and couldn't accept the bitter taste when he started again suddenly, he comforted him, "This one isn't very bitter, only a little bit."

He pursed his lips in response.

"Ah."

But there is no movement in the hand to drink, or is it ready to drink after eating?

She glanced at Yan Yunxiao suspiciously, but felt that his face was calm, and his gaze fell on the food, as if there was nothing unusual about him.

However, Yan Yunxiao still didn't drink the medicine after finishing his meal.

When he was leaving, he held Su Jiuer's hand, stroked her eyes, stroked her broken hair, and whispered, "Don't be too tired, go to sleep."

It seems that he has forgotten to drink medicine.

Su Jiu'er wanted to stop him, but he had already pushed aside the curtain and gone out, and the medicine in the cup and bowl was already getting cold.

Forget it, warm it up for him again, and send it to him later by yourself.

Yan Yunxiao was busy in the big study.

Holding the hot medicine, Su Jiuer felt for the first time why it was so troublesome to ask Yan Yunxiao to drink the medicine.

Even when the relationship with Yan Yunxiao was relatively stiff before, he was quite concerned about his illness, no matter how arrogant he was, he would obediently drink the medicine.

Is he too busy recently?
Maybe.

"His Majesty?"

She called out from outside the big study, and there was a reply from inside, "Come in."

When he stepped in, Yan Yunxiao was still looking at a booklet in his hand, facing Su Jiuer's arrival, he didn't have any doubts, and seemed to be used to her standing by his side at all times.

But when he smelled the medicine, he still frowned uncontrollably, and forcibly suppressed his gaze that wanted to look up at Su Jiu'er.

She moved over gently, and placed the bowl of medicine on Yan Yunxiao's desk, afraid of disturbing Yan Yunxiao, so she didn't speak, but stood beside Yan Yunxiao to look at his face.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

He raised his head from the brochure, glanced at Su Jiuer, and ignored the bowl of medicine, his eyes seemed to be asking, what else?
"Your Majesty, I'm fine. I've been so busy recently, Your Majesty should pay attention to rest."

"It's better to drink the medicine and take a rest."

As he spoke, he held up the bowl of medicine with a gentle smile.

She was sure now that Yan Yunxiao just didn't want to take the medicine, and it was obvious that he avoided it!

So these two sentences of hers are a bit deceitful and coaxing, and they seem to be very flattering.

His eyes were forced to fall on the bowl of medicine, but Su Jiu'er's feeling of eagerly wanting him to drink the medicine and cure him quickly stimulated the fear in his heart even more.

Averting his eyes, his tone was light, "Let it go, you go out first."

It was as if he wanted to send Su Jiu'er away.

Su Jiuer sighed inwardly, and coaxed persistently, "Is Your Majesty afraid of suffering? How could Your Majesty be afraid of hardship? I believe Your Majesty can drink it all in one gulp. Your Majesty is the most powerful."

It's like coaxing a child.

In fact, in normal times, this coaxing method is still very effective, because Yan Yunxiao is so arrogant in his bones that he is a little childish. He can feel more comfortable when he can do some things on his own initiative, but he has to be asked to do them.

Besides, in psychology, being praised is a very healing feeling.

No one would hate it, let alone when facing Su Jiu'er.

Su Jiuer thought, it would only take two seconds for Yan Yunxiao to raise his hand to pick up the medicine bowl and swallow the medicine bowl with his head up.

She looked at Yan Yunxiao with expectant eyes, her peach blossom eyes sparkled, and she tilted her head and smiled at him again.

She handed the medicine bowl forward very naturally, and Yan Yunxiao raised her hand as expected.

Quickly.

"Whoa!"

Su Jiu'er was caught off guard, and just watched his hand sweep over, knocking the soup bowl in her hand to the ground, and a sharp and ear-piercing crackling sound exploded in the study.

Looking at the fragments on the ground and the splashing medicinal juice, Su Jiuer was stunned for a few seconds, feeling a cloud of anger in her heart, wondering whether she should show it or not.

Yan Yunxiao looked at his hands and froze for a moment, his breath became short of breath.

But he was only stunned for a second, and quickly hid the inexplicable emotion back.

Seeing Su Jiu'er pushing the medicine over, he suddenly thought of Su Jiu'er's beaming eyebrows and anticipation when he made this deal with him, when he asked him to set her free.

So waving back was almost his subconscious rebuttal.

It was still that piercing crack that pulled his thoughts back.

Like chanting a scripture, Su Jiuer said to herself: It's okay, it's okay, neurotic behavior is understandable.

Yan Yunxiao saw that she was still staring at the mess on the ground, and her two hands were clenched into small fists, as if she was about to get angry.

He was about to say a few words of self-condemnation, but Su Jiu'er comforted him first, "It's okay, I'll clean it up, and I'll cook a bowl for His Majesty later."

The air pressure actually went down, and it was bound to make him drink medicine.

What he wanted to say got stuck in his throat, which made him very uncomfortable. Finally, his eyes sank, and he turned his back to Su Jiuer and said, "No need, I don't want to drink."

His tone was resolute, as if he had thought about it for a while, and finally said what he wanted to say.

(End of this chapter)