The strongest maid of SWAT crossing

Chapter 231

"Ask you?" Zhuo Jun frowned and stared at Ai Lan. This bratty girl was so courageous that she didn't answer his question.

"My lord, if you continue to play like this, will you recover from your illness in the Year of the Monkey?" Ai Lan sat down on the brocade stool in front of the bed, tried the heat of the medicine bowl, and it was a bit hot, so she didn't urge Zhuo Jun to drink the medicine immediately.

play?She actually said he was playing?
"Presumptuous! How dare you curse this king, are you not afraid that this king will kill you?" Zhuo Jun lay down and spoke, his originally frightening power weakened a lot.

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid." Ai Lan looked at Zhuo Jun sympathetically. He usually sees five people and six people. After being sick, he is not as good as a child. He doesn't take medicine or eat, and he doesn't even apply cold handkerchief , I find it damp and sticky, and I want someone to be with me, but I'm so fierce that I want to yell and kill at every turn, it's unreasonable!
"Why didn't this king see that you were afraid?" Zhuo Jun didn't let Ai Lan go.

"Will the prince drink the medicine first or have lunch first?" Ai Lan asked without answering.

"No medicine, no lunch, I don't have an appetite!" Zhuo Jun's brows frowned even tighter, his whole body was burning, and he felt extremely uncomfortable!
"The servants made it by themselves. It's something the prince has never eaten before. Do you want to try it?" Ailan didn't feel guilty at all, although she only spoke, the actual operation was done by the two cooks.

"Don't!" He doesn't want to eat anything at the moment, but he is angry in his heart and wants to find an outlet to vent, and this girl happened to catch his eyes, she seems to be courageous enough, and she is not afraid of him, so it can be relieved by tossing her His discomfort at this time, "You haven't answered my king's question yet?"

Ai Lan didn't force him, and ordered the boys outside the door to find her a jar of shochu. The two boys didn't have any rebellious mentality at the moment. On the contrary, they admired Ai Lan a little, and they were not afraid of Prince Duan's anger.

While the boy was looking for shochu, Ai Lan found a clean towel in the inner room, and smashed some ice on the eaves outside, crushed it and wrapped it in the towel.

"You damn girl, you actually ignore the existence of this king. Come here, do you hear me?" Zhuo Jun saw that Ai Lan was busy ignoring him, and became anxious again. He lifted the brocade quilt, He began to lie on his side with his body propped up again, and deliberately pulled down his jacket again.

Ai Lan glanced at it, she was crazy, she wanted to die and still tormented others!
Zhuo Jun seemed to feel the sarcasm in Ai Lan's eyes, and felt even more annoyed. He suddenly remembered a question that he had ignored before: "Erlan, let me ask you, my lord, how could you recognize me at a glance that day?" From this king? Don’t say that Ziyu told you. If Ziyu told you, why didn’t the two sons and daughters of Yan Cangrui not know? Don’t say anything. The second wife in the world has not guessed it, so how did you, a little girl, guess it? Could it be that you have seen this king?"

Ai Lan seriously suspects that Zhuo Jun's illness will be burnt, maybe he will become a bastard. Look, how aloof and dignified he was when we first met that day, looking down on all sentient beings, and now he is a whole eighth woman, Barabara said non-stop.

"Speak up! If you don't say you're ugly today, I will definitely not let you go! You... huh!" Zhuo Jun was talking, when Ai Lan put the crushed ice wrapped in a towel on his forehead After being so excited by the cold, he couldn't help gasping, and then he wanted to pick up the ice bag on his head and throw it at Ai Lan, but he felt a little reluctant when he touched the cold, which made his anger disappear.

"Miss Erlan, the shochu is here." A servant handed a small jar of shochu to Ai Lan, and hurriedly retreated without even daring to look at Duan Wang on the bed.

(End of this chapter)