imperial coddle

Chapter 32 I'll Eat With You
When Nangong Lingchen saw the pinch mark on Yan Qingjun's neck, he couldn't believe it at the beginning, but now he felt like he was in hell.Very good, very good, you dare to hurt your little girl, you better pray that you don't let yourself get a little bit of trouble, otherwise you will definitely let the little girl pay back ten times what she suffered today.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, it's not my fault to let you suffer this kind of harm. I swear that from now on I will never let you suffer any harm." Nangong Lingchen wanted to kill himself at this moment.It's all because I was too careless. I always thought that nothing would happen to the little girl in the palace. If I had secretly sent someone to protect the little girl earlier, what happened today would not have happened.Qin Zhengfan and Nangong Lingyi mentioned it to him because he was too conceited.

Yan Qingjun looked at Nangong Lingchen who was caught in self-blame, and felt very uncomfortable. All this is not because he is disobedient and too curious.It's just that when I think about it later, I feel that something is wrong, why the timing is so coincidental.But now is not the time to think about this, Yan Qingjun took Nangong Lingchen's hand, and gently wrote on the palm of his hand, "I'm fine, I don't blame you. Don't blame yourself, brother Chen." Nangong Lingchen looked at Yan Qingjun The words written in the palm of my hand are even more sad.

After Nangong Lingchen summoned the imperial physician to show Yan Qingjun the injury on his neck, it was similar to what Xiao Liye said, it was just that his throat was injured and he could not speak for a while, and it would be fine after he recuperated slowly.The last sentence was what made Yan Qingjun gnash his teeth.

"Miss Yan, you should avoid eating until your throat is good. It is best to eat only some porridge with light vegetarian dishes every day. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Miss Yan to speak in the future." It was directly nailed to the white porridge, and Yan Qingjun almost thought that he had turned into white porridge after eating it.Seeing porridge makes me want to vomit.

Yan Qingjun sat on the dressing table in his room, carefully looking at the blood-red marks on his neck, thinking that this should be difficult, and suddenly thought of the snow skin cream that Xiao Liye gave him, although he didn't know if it would work or not. It was cured, but according to Butler Li, it should be a good thing.

Yan Qingjun evenly applied the ointment on the pinch marks. It was cool and comfortable when first applied. Yan Qingjun wiped it while smashing his mouth. This ancient thing is really good. If you live in modern times, you can only do it What kind of surgery.

Yan Qingjun had just finished applying the ointment and the door was carefully pushed open, Xiaojuan walked in, because she couldn't speak Yan Qingjun turned her head and smiled at Xiaojuan, Xiaojuan felt even sadder seeing Yan Qingjun's smile Now, the tears dripped down again and said while crying:
"Miss, it's not good to be a servant. I didn't take good care of the lady, and let the lady suffer this kind of harm." When Xiaojuan thought that Yan Qingjun almost died, she felt very guilty.Although the lady is not easy to get close to people, she is very kind to herself.If I hadn't been with her yesterday, these things would not have happened.

Yan Qingjun knew that this girl could not get out, if she didn't make it clear to her, she would always blame herself, but she couldn't speak now.Yan Qingjun is extremely disgusted with being unable to speak now, and finally can understand the pain of being said to be dumb and unable to speak.

Yan Qingjun took Xiaojuan's hand and walked to the table to sit down. Nangong Lingchen prepared a pen, ink, paper and inkstone because Yan Qingjun couldn't speak and put it in her room to write when she couldn't speak. Yan Qingjun wrote on the love paper: " Don't blame you for this matter, don't always blame yourself in your heart, otherwise I will be angry when I find out, and I will ask daddy to take you back to the mansion and stop following me." Yan Qingjun knew the girl's temperament She couldn't listen to it without talking about the main point.

"Miss, this servant knows." Xiaojuan said anxiously, wiping away her tears.

Finally got the girl, Yan Qingjun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everyone around him cares about and loves him now, so he feels sweet in his heart.Suddenly Yan Qingjun thought of something, and frowned, looking at the frowning Yan Qingjun, Xiaojuan was also a little scared, and stood aside at a loss.

"Xiaojuan, don't let my parents know about this matter, do you understand?" If the second elder finds out that he was injured so badly.They must be worried about themselves, the best way is not to let them know lest they have to worry about themselves at such an old age.Xiaojuan also knew the importance of this matter, and immediately nodded in agreement.

In the evening, after Nangong Lingchen was busy with political affairs, he came to have dinner with Yan Qingjun. Yan Qingjun looked at the cabbage and white porridge in front of him, while Nangong Lingchen was full of big fish and meat in front of him.He lost his appetite in an instant. This person did it on purpose, definitely on purpose. He put so much food in front of him, and he could only eat porridge pitifully.

Yan Qingjun looked at Nangong Lingchen resentfully, with grievances and silent complaints in his eyes.Nangong Lingchen acted as if he couldn't see and only ate his own food. In fact, the little girl couldn't eat these things, and he didn't have any appetite at all. But whenever he thought of the fact that she ran to the Lenggong and almost died because of curiosity, Nangong Lingchen felt that he couldn't eat it. It was as if they were being held together.Although I don't want to admit it, I am deliberately doing these childish things in front of the little girl.

Looking at someone who didn't respond, Yan Qingjun became angry, and threw the spoon into the bowl viciously, making a "boom..." sound.Nangong Lingchen raised his head and glanced at Yan Qingjun, then put down the chopsticks in his hand.He wiped his mouth with the handkerchief that was on the side.Casual still on the side.

"This bowl of porridge doesn't suit your taste? Do you want to change it?" Nangong Lingchen just finished speaking, Yan Qingjun thought that it could be replaced with other things, and nodded happily.Little did they know that Nangong Lingchen's next sentence made Yan Qingjun almost fall off the stool.

"Come here, I'm changing a bowl of porridge, add some sugar."

Yan Qingjun looked at Nangong Lingchen with an aggrieved face, how could this person beg him!Knowing that I don't eat sweets, I want to add sugar to myself.Yan Qingjun scooped up a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed hard. He swallowed too hard and his throat hurt and he was choked again. "Cough cough cough..."

"Why are you so careless? Is it uncomfortable?" Nangong Lingchen asked anxiously while patting Yan Qing's back, feeling a little regretful in his heart, that he shouldn't have punished her just now.She can't blame her for not protecting her well.

Yan Qingjun stared pitifully at Nangong Lingchen with tears in his eyes.Looking at it, Nangong Lingchen's heart softened into a puddle of water, and he hugged Yan Qingjun on his lap and sat on the stool that Yan Qingjun was sitting on before.

"Is it still uncomfortable? Renren, you also heard from the imperial doctor that you can't eat these now, don't you want to talk earlier? Is this okay in the future, until you can talk." Yan Qingjun listened to Nangong Lingchen's words He raised his head in disbelief to see if he was talking, but Nangong Lingchen just let her look at him with a paralyzed face. If you look carefully, you can see that Nangong Lingchen's expression is actually gentle.

(End of this chapter)