The strongest maid of SWAT crossing

Chapter 232

"What are you doing with the soju, is it possible that you want me to drink it?" Zhuo Jun stared at Ai Lan with good eyes, but found another clean towel dipped in the soju and began to wipe his hands, feet and chest. Zhuo Jun understood a little bit, it turned out that Ai Lan was reducing the fire for him, and it was quite effective.

"I didn't see it, you know a lot!" Zhuo Jun felt that the fire in his heart had subsided a little, his body was not so uncomfortable, and he began to speak deeply.

Ai Lan wiped the shochu for Zhuo Jun three times in succession, and seeing that the heat of the medicine soup was about to disappear, she said, "My lord, drink up the medicine, this is re-fried by Mr. Ziyu!"

Zhuo Jun's originally stretched eyebrows frowned again: "If you don't drink, you can just wipe the soju for me!"

Ai Lan rolled her eyes secretly, forget about killing you!
"That thing can only cool down physically. If you want to recover quickly, you must drink medicine."

"Hmph, I won't drink if I don't want to drink it. By the way, didn't you make lunch yourself? Bring it here!"

Ai Lan helped Zhuo Jun to sit up and half leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, temporarily put aside the ice bag, put a small kang table in front of Zhuo Jun, and took out pumpkin porridge, pumpkin balls and scallion egg pancakes from the food box.Because a bowl of charcoal fire is placed at the bottom of the food box to keep it warm, the food inside is still steaming hot.

Zhuo Jun was a little dazed looking at the food in front of him. Although the glutinous corn porridge was mixed with orange pumpkin, it looked quite pleasing to the eye. The pumpkin balls looked golden and crispy, and the scallion egg cake The golden base dotted with emerald green looks very appetizing, but these are too different from his usual meals!
"It looks like..." Zhuo Jun wanted to boast against his will, but in the end he held back and tried the taste first, so he picked up a pumpkin ball and put it in his mouth, followed by egg pancakes, took a few bites and scooped up the porridge drink it.

Ailan didn't ask him how it tasted, but just looked at the speed and quantity of his eating to know that he was satisfied.

After eating, Ai Lan still brought the bowl of warmed medicine to Zhuo Jun: "My lord, drink the medicine." Seeing that Zhuo Jun frowned in disbelief, she continued, "Good medicine tastes bitter, drink this bowl of medicine , cover the quilt and sweat, and the disease will be cured!"

"You hope that the king will get well soon?" Zhuo Jun asked.

Nonsense, hello, my sister can leave you!
"Yes." Ailan responded respectfully.

For this answer, Zhuo Jun smiled meaningfully: "Why don't you just come over to serve this king, the monthly rate is twice your current one, how about it?"

Ai Lan was afraid that Zhuo Jun would make this request, so she immediately said: "Thank you for your kindness, but this servant has sworn to serve Second Miss with all her heart, and I don't plan to leave Second Miss for the time being!"

Zhuo Jun didn't speak any more, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart, thinking that Ai Lan was a ignorant person, so many people wanted to serve him beside him, but this girl simply refused.

Under Ai Lan's supervision, Zhuo Jun drank the bowl of medicine, and then lay down under the quilt and fell asleep.

Ai Lan took the opportunity to go out for a walk in the yard, and happened to meet Qi Dong, Ren Bo and Ren Yun.

Qi Dong hurriedly stepped forward and asked Ai Lan: "How is the prince?"

"Drink the medicine and fell asleep." Ailan replied.

"Then what, the prince didn't embarrass you, did he?" Qi Dong asked cautiously. Although Ai Lan was just a maid, he knew very well the friendship between Ai Lan and Yan Xiaoshi. After all, Ai Lan was Yan Xiaoshi's savior. Even Qi Dong didn't regard Ai Lan as a slave.

Ai Lan shook her head and joked, even if she was embarrassed at this time, she should say that she was not embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)