The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

[Unless my mother and Beitang Yaori get married, otherwise, my name will be Lin Xing. ]

Little stubbornness, exactly the same as Lin Nuanxi!

Not being fooled by the overly gorgeous sugar-coated cannonball in front of him, the little guy was still thinking about Lin Nuanxi.

[He said his mother was his fiancée. ]

As if seeking proof, Lin Xing looked up at Leng Zhao.

[ Is he lying? ]

[If Master Di said so, it is true. ]

[You won't lie to me? ]

[Young master, subordinates never tell lies. ]

Leng Zhao, who was swearing in front of him, could only convince Lin Xing.

For dinner, Lin Xing had never seen all kinds of delicacies on the table, and just looking at them whetted the appetite!

There was a long table of delicacies, but only the young master, Lin Xing, was sitting in the main seat.

[What about him? ] Lin Xing turned his head and looked at the beautiful maid sister standing behind him.

[Go back to Young Master, Young Master Di is in the bedroom—huh?young master?Young Master! ]

Before the maid finished speaking, Lin Xing jumped off the chair and trotted all the way to Beitang Yaori's room.

Standing on tiptoe, just enough to reach the doorknob, Lin Xing gently twisted and opened the door.

A small head poked in——

[This is your favorite porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. It is no longer hot. Come on, open your mouth. ]

The warm picture brought a smile to Lin Xing's face.

Lin Nuanxi was sitting on the bed, while Beitang Yaori was holding a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, picked it up with a spoon, and blew on it.

After tasting that the temperature was moderate, it was delivered to Lin Nuanxi's mouth.

Touching the warm spoon, Lin Nuanxi instinctively opened her mouth, chewed and ate it slowly.

Some porridge overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and Beitang Yaori wiped it off with a tissue before continuing to feed her.

Spoon after spoon, in line with Lin Nuanxi's slow rhythm.

Beitang Yaori didn't notice, the door was closed gently again.

Lin Xing seemed to have been assured in his heart, so he was relieved at this moment, his stomach had already protested, and Lin Xing ran downstairs to eat.

After feeding Lin Nuanxi, he ate this bowl of porridge for no less than an hour.

After maintaining this posture for a long time with a stiff back, pain appeared again.However, Beitang Yaori insisted on feeding her a bowl and a half of preserved egg and lean meat porridge before putting down the bowl to soothe his aching body.

[Do you want some more? ]

[…]

Just like what the little guy said, no matter how he asked Beitang Yaori, she just didn't answer.

On the tea table, the dinner that Leng Zhao brought to Beitang Yaori was already completely cold.After feeding Lin Nuanxi himself, Beitang Yaori only took a few mouthfuls of cold rice before ordering someone to clean it up.

How much of a blow did the deaths of Yuan Mian and Jiang Bo bring to Lin Nuanxi?

So much so that she, who was so strong, became what she is now.

Beitang Yaori took a deep breath, even though her condition was so bad that it couldn't be worse, it made him feel relieved.

At least, she was beside him, in front of his eyes, within his reach.

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[Master Di, Miss Nuanxi's situation...is not optimistic. ]

Wen Liancheng gave Lin Nuanxi the same inspection again, with a slightly worried expression on his face.

[Now she not only has psychogenic amnesia, but also has slow thinking, decreased volitional activity and cognitive function, and Miss Nuanxi is also prone to depression. ]