The Queen of Charm

Chapter 19 I'm Not Your Boyfriend
"Do you still want to sleep?" Feng Luoge indifferently looked at the wet person below, with a hint of prank in his eyes.

This is just revenge!

"Aqiu!" Ling Zihan sneezed, her whole body stuck to her body and felt extremely uncomfortable. The cold wind came in, completely waking her up.

Staring at the unknown person in front of him, Ling Zihan revealed his murderous surprise, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Feng Luoge twitched the corners of her mouth, "You don't know me anymore?"

"My male pet?" Ling Zihan frowned for a long time to come to this conclusion, and muttered to himself, "When will the male pet you find become more and more unattractive!"

For the first time, the first time was directly ignored.

This dealt a huge blow to Feng Luoge. Just because of his title of God of War, no one in Feng Country knows who he is. What's more, in the paddock, he specially greeted the guy in front of him, but now he doesn't know him Feng Luoge.

hateful!

The most hateful thing is that she even mistook him for a male favorite, and even looked down on his proud face.

This is really the most hateful! !
"I'm not your male favorite!" Feng Luoge looked at her through gritted teeth.

"Oh~"

"Since you haven't woken up yet, let me refresh you again!" Seeing Ling Zihan who was still sleepy, Feng Luoge felt really uncomfortable at the thought of being ignored by her.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he grabbed Ling Zihan with his big hand, hugged Ling Zihan in his arms, and ran out with lightness kung fu.

Just as Qinmei and Steward Wang arrived at the door, a gust of wind blew in front of them, and their prince was taken out by the major general.

"Put me down!"

The cold wind poured into the wet clothes, directly irritating the skin, goosebumps came up, the cold Ling Zihan shivered directly, she hugged Feng Luoge's arm tightly, her teeth chattered.

Feng Luoge ignored him, and flew around the roof with Ling Zihan in his hand, flying thirty times before stopping.

On the spot, before Ling Zihan had time to talk to Feng Luoge, she fainted gorgeously~
After being cured by Feng Luoge that day, Ling Zihan fell ill gorgeously. It is still autumn, and there is already a heater for winter in the room, with a warm bag in her hand, and a thick blanket on her body. She still couldn't dispel her coldness, and occasionally played a few shocks.

"Prince, drink the medicine!" Qinmei walked over carrying thick Chinese medicine that looked like ink. Before she arrived, she could smell the strong smell of Chinese medicine.

"Don't, don't come near me!" Ling Zihan was afraid of the medicine, and she wanted to vomit out the bitterness of the medicine.

Qinmei was helpless, "Eighth prince, you need to drink medicine when you are sick, don't be so self-willed!"

Ling Zihan closed her eyes, as if she didn't hear.

He has already scolded Feng Luoge thousands of times in his heart, and even asked his ancestors for eighteen generations.

She hadn't experienced the feeling of being sick for a long time, thanks to Feng Luoge's blessing, let her experience the pain again, and also made Ling Zihan firmly remember the name Feng Luoge.

"Master Ji!" A voice sounded from outside.

Ji Shuxuan, who looked like a fairy son, came in and bowed to her when he saw her, "Ji Shuxuan sees the Eighth Prince!"

Ling Zihan opened her eyes heavily, feeling unfamiliar with the person in front of her.

Qinmei explained, "Eighth Prince, this is Ji Shuxuan, the little master in the backyard, who has always been the one who sees the doctor for the entire palace!"

Ling Zihan remembered that when he was visiting Lan Mingyan, he had met him once.

It turns out that the Bodhisattva of salvation in her palace is him!
In her memory, these male favorites avoided her like snakes and scorpions, but she never expected that Ji Shuxuan, who had been contemplating seeing a doctor, would come to see her.

"Get up!"

"Yes!"

Ji Shuxuan stood up.

Relatively silent, the house exudes a quiet embarrassment~
Ling Zihan didn't even have the energy to speak.

Ji Shuxuan didn't show much embarrassment, and swept to the medicine bowl that Ling Zihan put aside, seeing that she didn't take a sip, he took out a milky white pill from her hand, "This is the medicine I specially prepared for catching a cold. It should not be so bitter if it is ground from slag!"

Ling Zihan raised her eyebrows, Qinmei took the pill and prepared warm water for Ling Zihan to take.

"Sweet?" Ling Zihan looked at Ji Shuxuan, "Your medical skills are superb, but I just don't understand why a mere genius doctor lives in seclusion in my Eighth Prince's Mansion!"

Someone actually made the hard-to-drink pills into sweet ones, even in modern times, there is no such clever medical skill.

"It's just that there is no way out!" Ji Shuxuan lowered his eyebrows, his unearthly fairy spirit remained undiminished, and he didn't get too entangled in this topic.

Ling Zihan didn't believe his nonsense, but she was just curious whether a genius doctor who was indifferent to the world was really desperate, or had ulterior motives, Ling Zihan didn't know.

"If the Eighth Prince has nothing to do, Ji Shuxuan will leave first!"

Ji Shuxuan got up to say goodbye.

Looking at his leaving back, Ling Zihan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Back at the medical furnace, Ji Shuxuan looked at the colorful stones in his hand, pursed his lips, suppressed the trace of sadness in his eyes, and when he looked up, it was still dim.

Just as Ji Shuxuan left, Si Xueyi walked in.

Ling Zihan was sleeping on the soft couch, and teased, "Why am I sick, but there are so many people visiting me!"

"Look at you!"

Ling Zihan hooked her lips, and she raised her hand, "Help me!"

(End of this chapter)