On the wedding night, Concubine Doctor took two cute treasures and blew up the palace

Chapter 1115 Nan Wanyan, how dare you
A moment later, in front of the bedroom door.

Nan Wanyan clenched the handle of the food box with her slender fingers, took a deep breath, and raised a smile on her fair and delicate face.

Then, she opened the door and entered the hall, and Gu Mohan's pale and sickly tired face came into view.

The man had woken up and was standing beside the bed with his chin slightly lowered. His handsome face looked particularly soft in the sun. His long and strong arms were wrapped around his waist and he was about to tie his belt.

From the looks of it, it seems to be much better.

Nan Wanyan pursed her red lips and pushed the door open. Gu Mohan looked sideways and saw it was her. A flash of unknown meaning flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

Then, he smiled tenderly at Nan Wanyan. His handsome face was still a bit pale, and he actually felt a bit broken. "Wanyan, you are back."

Nan Wanyan frowned, put the food box on the table, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her. There was some complicated meaning hidden under her beautiful appearance.

"When did you get up? How do you feel now?"

Gu Mohan hugged her with his backhand, clasping her slender waist that could not be grasped, tilting his head and staring at her with burning eyes.

"Worried about me?"

Nan Wanyan's pupils darkened slightly, but she cursed: "Nonsense, I suddenly fainted. It really scared me to death."

Gu Mohan's eyes were gentle, his chin rested on the top of her head, and his hot palms patted her back again and again to show comfort.

"It's okay. I'm much better now. I don't feel any pain now. When I woke up and saw you weren't there, I got up to wash and change clothes. Where have you been?"

There was a trace of inquiry in his eyes, but Nan Wanyan didn't notice it and took his hand to sit down at the table.

Although the man's palms were hot, he was still sweating. She could also tell that he was not having an attack now. He seemed normal, but in fact he was suffering from internal exhaustion.

She had to detoxify him as soon as possible.

Nan Wanyan hid her emotions, opened the food box with a smile, and looked at him with crooked eyes.

"I saw that you were still fainting just now, so I went to make some breakfast so that you can eat it as soon as you wake up."

Gu Mohan looked at the steaming food in front of him, and his dark pupils dimmed imperceptibly.

Then, he looked at Nan Wanyan again, held her hand firmly, and said in a teasing tone, "Is there such a good thing?"

"Then it seems like how many more times will I have to get sick before you can care about me and take care of me as much as you do now?"

Nan Wanyan's heart tightened and she clenched her hands calmly. She raised her eyes and glared at him angrily, saying in an accusatory tone, "What are you talking about? How can you be sick? How old are you? How can you talk to a child?" Just as childish."

She broke free from Gu Mohan's palm, handed the hot Hu cake to the man, and then presented the steamed osmanthus cake, and said with a smile, "You are hungry, try it quickly."

Gu Mohan saw her being so attentive, pursed her thin lips slightly, but did not move the chopsticks in a hurry, "I'm so weak, why don't you take the initiative, Madam?"

Normally, Nan Wanyan would have scolded him first, and would not necessarily respond to his needs.

But this time, instead of saying anything, she took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to his mouth, "Okay, I'll feed you, open your mouth."

It was rare for Nan Wanyan to take the initiative, but Gu Mohan didn't look particularly happy. He opened his thin lips slightly and fed her.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was soft and sweet. He kept staring at her and said deeply, "It's delicious."

Nan Wanyan's eyes inadvertently glanced at the juice in his hand, picked it up and handed it to him.

"This juice is freshly squeezed by me today. It takes a lot of effort to pound it by hand. You will inevitably choke when eating these cakes. Take a sip to moisten your throat." Juice...

Gu Mohan lowered his eyebrows, clenched his knuckled fingers quietly, and glanced lightly, "Eat first, drink later."

After failing to sell the juice, Nan Wanyan was not discouraged and responded with a smile.

The sunshine in the room was warm, and it made people feel comfortable and comfortable, but Nan Wanyan was a little restless, and his eyes glanced back and forth between Gu Mohan and Juice.

After a while, she asked tentatively, "You have eaten so many biscuits, are you really not thirsty?"

"Not thirsty." Gu Mohan put down his chopsticks as if he had finished eating, and then his narrow and deep eyes flashed with cold light, and he stared at Nan Wanyan seriously.

"Wan Yan, you are a little strange today."

Nan Wanyan's expression suddenly froze, and she smiled guiltily, "Why do you say that? Can't I be nicer to you?"

Gu Mohan shook his head, his eyes locked on hers, and his tone was deep, "That's not what I meant."

"I just feel like you're a little weird today and not quite natural. Could something have happened?"

He wanted to give her a chance. If she could confess and tell him everything, he might not feel so uncomfortable.

Nan Wanyan didn't notice, and just smiled to smooth things over, "Is there anything unnatural about me? I'm afraid you're overthinking it."

"Now that you've finished eating, drink the juice quickly. I still have something to discuss with you later."

Did she really say nothing?
Why is it that we have to come to this point?
Gu Mohan's lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes became darker and darker. He never touched the juice, but Nan Wanyan picked up the juice very thoughtfully and handed it to his lips again.

"Drink, freshly squeezed juice is nutritious."

His handsome face tensed up, and as he watched the delicate and beautiful woman gently selling juice to him, the sinister look in his clear brows slowly became uncontrollable.

"Why do I have to drink this? Is there anything special about this juice?"

Nan Wanyan was stunned, and when she faced his handsome and cold face, she felt an indescribable guilty feeling. Could it be that he knew what she was going to do to him?
"No, no, this juice is freshly squeezed. If you keep it for too long, it will lose its nutritional value. If you don't want to drink it, then I'll drink it."

After saying that, she took back her hand and wanted to drink the juice, but before she could get in, someone snatched it away and smashed it to the ground.

"Nanwan Yan, you dare to drink it!"

The porcelain cup of juice fell to the ground and instantly fell into pieces. The juice splashed onto Gu Mohan's body, but he didn't care. There was even anger in his eyes when he looked at Nan Wanyan, and his eyebrows were extremely gloomy.

Nan Wanyan was frightened by Gu Mohan's sudden behavior. She raised her eyes and looked at him in disbelief, frowning.

"What are you doing? I squeezed out this juice with great difficulty! If you don't drink it, can't I still drink it?"

As she said that, she knelt down and tried to clean it up.

"No cleaning allowed." Gu Mohan grabbed her hand and lifted her up, not allowing her to touch the juice on the ground, not even the residue.

He seemed to have lost control, and the force was so strong that it caused Nan Wanyan a little pain. She frowned and looked at him. Gu Mohan was also staring at her, his gaze was like a sharp hawk, and his whole body exuded a frightening ferocity. Angry, he gritted his teeth and said every word.

"Wanyan, I know what you put in that juice!"

"You want to use amnesia water to make me completely forget all this and you, right?!"

(End of this chapter)