The evil king protects the short

Chapter 89
　
Soon, the little eunuch came in with a medicine bowl.

But what Zong Zehong didn't expect was that a new problem came again...

This troublesome spirit is actually annoying him!

"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

Holding the medicine, the little eunuch presented the wooden tray in front of Zong Zehong.

"Well, if you let this go, you can retreat."

Pointing to the small mahogany incense table on the side of the soft couch, Zong Zehong glanced at the little phantom fox sleeping in his arms, and whispered.

"Yes."

Afterwards, when the temperature of the decoction cooled slightly, Zong Zehong put down the book and picked up the bowl, not forgetting to test the temperature, and took a sip with a frown.

It's a bit bitter, but it's okay, there are a few candied fruit on the wooden plate beside, thinking, Zong Zehong poked the sleeping little magic fox.

"Ling'er, wake up!"

The reaction of a certain fox was to chirp a few times, turn over and continue to sleep...

"Wake up quickly, and sleep after drinking the medicine!"

Lifting off the quilt, Zong Zehong unceremoniously patted the little Huanhu's buttocks twice.

"Haw..."

Sure enough, the little Huanhu woke up immediately, stood up straight without the strength, pouted his buttocks and tail to cover it quickly, raised his purple eyes and looked at Zong Zehong with dissatisfaction, no spanking other people's buttocks!She is a girl anyway, this is called molestation!
"Okay, don't make trouble." Zong Zehong picked up the little phantom fox with one hand, and put it on the small incense table beside him, "Drink the medicine, and go to sleep after drinking."

There was a hint of irresistible majesty in the deep voice, Ni Ling obediently listened to Zong Zehong's words at first, drink the medicine!

But why is there an unpleasant smell in the air that I can't tell what it is?

Sniffing suspiciously, the white fox's keen sense of smell is not a pretense. Soon, Ni Ling noticed that the smell came from the medicine bowl.

Hot medicine, dark black, it looks really bad, and it smells so bad!

With eyes full of suspicion, Ni Ling glanced at Zong Zehong in disbelief, Big Bingshan, are you sure this thing is drinkable?won't die?
Zong Zehong saw the hesitation of the little phantom fox, and patted its little butt again, "Hurry up!"

Depend on!Touch again!Ni Ling was a little crazy.

After hesitating for a while, his little head moved to the side of the bowl with a troubled look on his face.

Hearing from those old men that drinking this will make you feel better, Ni Ling closed her eyes and held her breath, and stretched out her pink tongue, reluctantly licking it.

The next second, "Bah, bah, bah!" What the hell!

Ni Ling retreated three steps in disgust, stepped on the ground and fell on Zong Zehong's soft couch, rolled twice, the bitterness in her mouth almost made her want to gag.

Damn!Is this stuff for people to drink?

Zong Zehong raised his eyebrows and stared at the white-haired meat dumpling that fell from the table to the soft couch. Was there such a big reaction?Although it is indeed bitter.

"Good medicine tastes bitter, and it will get better after drinking it." Zong Zehong said seriously with a straight face.

Nonsence!Ni Ling cursed in her mind, she had never drank something so bitter, unpalatable, and smelly!
really!Sure enough, people in this human world are not good things!

Ni Ling resented in her heart, the mortals in this human world are no better than those in the God Realm, birth, old age, sickness and death are common occurrences, and now this thing in front of her is what they drink when they are sick?

Ni Ling couldn't stand still, and fell backwards in a daze, let her die, this thing...she will never touch it again in eight lifetimes!

While thinking about it, she completely ignored what Zong Zehong said to her. When Zong Zehong hugged her to the table again, he ordered: "Drink!"

She shut her mouth tightly and protested silently, if she didn't drink, she wouldn't drink!What can you do with me?
Could it be that you still use irrigation?

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