Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 125
Nan Si's tone was calm: "There's nothing to see, even if he sees it, he can't do anything for the emperor."

Green Bamboo didn't speak any more.

After washing and changing, Nan Si went back to the inner hall, just as Pei Hai walked in carrying the exquisite imperial food box, followed by Imperial Physician Le carrying a tray.

A bowl of pitch-black soup was placed on the tray, and a bitter medicinal smell permeated the air, making people want to frown upon smelling it.

Nan Si didn't say anything, and let Pei Hai set up a table not far from the dragon bed in the inner hall, and took out a basket of soup dumplings and porridge from the food box, as well as a bowl of bird's nest.

I don't know if the taste of the soup dumplings awakened the taste buds, or the bitter taste of the soup stimulated the sense of smell, the eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled slightly, and then woke up leisurely.

Opening his eyes, facing Shang Nansi's cold and clean pupils, Cang Hanyu's expression froze for a moment, and he said softly, "Si'er."

"I woke up just right." Nan Si picked up the table and served the soup, "Drink the medicine."

Cang Hanyu smelled the bitter smell on the tip of his nose, and frowned slightly: "The taste of this soup doesn't seem very good."

"When will the soup taste better?" Nan Si ignored him, scooped some up with a spoon, put it near her mouth and blew it, and then brought it to his mouth.

Cang Hanyu opened his mouth cooperatively, and when the soup entered his mouth, the extremely bitter taste almost made him want to vomit.

"If you dare to spit it out, I'll ask Imperial Physician Le to cook another ten bowls, so that you can spit it out slowly."

Pei Hai originally wanted to say that the servants should come to serve him, but when he heard Nan Si's words, he silently lowered his eyes, bowed and retreated.

The smell of gunpowder is still a bit strong today, and it is safe to stay far away.

Cang Hanyu was so bitter that his brows were knotted, and the black soup was as hard to swallow as if he had added half a catty of Coptis chinensis.

"Si'er." Taking advantage of the effort to swallow the soup, he said in time, "Drink slowly."

"What are you waiting for? You have to drink it while it's hot to have any effect." Nan Si said lightly, and brought a spoonful of the medicine to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

Cang Hanyu pursed his lips and refused to cooperate: "You feed me."

Nan Si raised her eyebrows: "Are ghosts feeding you now?"

"Feed by mouth."

Nan Si smiled faintly: "Otherwise, I'll drink it for you."

Cang Hanyu looked at her silently, as if insisting.

"The truth is that I'm not very patient." Nan Si's tone was three points weaker, "If the emperor doesn't cooperate, I can only ask Pei Hai to come over and pour it down for the emperor."

Cang Hanyu's eyes darkened, he didn't say anything more, he drank the medicine blankly, and didn't say a word.

Nan Si didn't say anything, and when he finished drinking, she put the bowl aside, took her own porridge, and took a sip with her head down.

Looking at the steamed stuffed bun that Pei Hai brought, it was crystal clear, small in shape, and very appetizing.

She picked up a bun with her chopsticks and took a graceful bite. The smell of meat filled her mouth, it was really delicious.

She eats elegantly and elegantly, and with her exquisitely elegant little face, it is pleasing to the eye.

Cang Hanyu stared at her in silence, seeing her looking like enjoying the food, couldn't help breaking the silence again: "Si'er, I want to eat too."

"The emperor is still seriously injured, so it is not suitable to eat these for the time being." Nan Si's expression did not change, and she refused lightly, "The emperor can see me eating."

Cang Hanyu pursed his lips, suddenly realizing a sad fact.

His Si'er became hard-hearted overnight. He is a wounded patient now, but she doesn't feel any distress or sympathy at all, and is even more difficult to deal with than before.

(End of this chapter)