maid's harem life

Chapter 35

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, the imperial doctor strode in.

"It is reasonable to persuade the next dose of medicine, and it should all be healed today." The imperial doctor took Shang Mingyao's pulse with one hand: "Did Lord Yao catch a cold last night?"

Qingyin was startled, and nodded hastily: "When the servant got up, Lord Yao was already like this."

"Hey..." A soft sigh made her heart hang high.

"It's better not to be cold."

"Fengchi." Qingyin looked at Mingyao and grasped her hands tightly, her throat choked with guilt, if she didn't think she was fine, she wouldn't be so negligent.

"Hmm." The man rubbed his head on her arm uncomfortably, the imperial doctor was busy prescribing medicine, and in the hall, only the whole room was at a loss.

"Yao..." The man's voice, with its usual coldness, broke into Qingyin's ears so abruptly.

Turning around, I saw Mingxie striding over, dressed in court clothes, with black hair tied up.

Walking to the bed, he leaned over and glanced at Ming Yao who was lying on the couch: "What's wrong with him."

He stared at the woman below him coldly, without any surprise in his eyes.

"Lord Yao, he's caught cold..." Qingyin replied with a smile, even feeling a little guilty.

"Cold." Mingxie's face turned cold, and he looked directly to one side: "How did you take care of it?"

Qingyin let Mingyao hold on tightly, with her head lowered, staring at her feet: "I know I'm wrong."

Seeing her anxious face, Mingxie twisted her hands uncomfortably, her heart tightened, and then softened: "Forget it."

"Hmm..." Mingyao seemed to be suffering terribly, the force on his hand was getting heavier, dragging Qingyin and refusing to let go.

Qingyin had no choice but to bend down to follow him, but seeing him climbing tighter and tighter, in desperation, she had to half kneel on the ground, Mingyao put her hand under her head, so as not to make a fuss, to be quiet curl up.

Seeing that it was useless to be anxious, Mingxie sat on the couch and looked into Mingyao's eyes, although calm, in Qingyin's eyes, there was deep concern hidden.

He is obviously a real brother, why even the most ordinary care has to be hidden so deeply?

The two had no choice but to watch the servant girl feed the medicine, and could only stand aside, waiting for him to wake up.

Mingxie looked outside, the sky was already bright, and it was getting late: "This king will go to the morning court first, and come back after the court."

"Don't worry, Prince Xi..." Qingyin looked at Ming Yao who was lying beside him: "This slave will take good care of Prince Yao."

Mingxie nodded, and was about to step out when he was caught by the painting on the table.Picking it up and looking at it, she fixed it for a long time, and a soft sigh came into her ears clearly.

Seeing him put down the painting in his hand, Qingyin picked up the inkstone on the side and pressed it on top. The moment he lowered his eyes, he walked outside.

Not long after, Mingyao woke up, but the morning was not over yet, when he opened his eyes, he saw Qingyin kneeling on the ground.

He opened his mouth, then withdrew his hand back, only to smile slightly when he saw no one around.

But Qingyin was terrified, seeing him wake up, she put her hands on his head happily: "I still need to ask the imperial doctor, it will be better after a while."

Although the body is very weak, the heat finally receded a bit.

Ming Yao grabbed her hand and pulled it down: "It's so uncomfortable."

"What's the matter, is it still uncomfortable?" Qingyin carefully helped him to lie down: "Call the imperial doctor to come and see again."

Ming Yao shook his head, with an abnormal blush on his cheeks: "I'm sick, you have to stay and take care of me."

Just as Qingyin was about to agree, she saw him looking at her with hope, and suddenly, her heart became clearer: "Yao..."

Ming Yao nodded: "What's wrong."

"You can't make fun of your own body." There was a sense of indignation in the cold tone: "Is it so easy for you to worry about others?"

Ming Yao was at a loss for words for a moment, his chest under the single clothes kept rising and falling, as if trying to suppress something.In the end, he had no choice but to droop his head in frustration. In doing that, he just wanted to keep her for a while longer.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qingyin looked at his sick face again, and the original anger disappeared immediately: "Let's sleep again."

Ming Yao thought about it wrongly, but still discerned: "I didn't do it on purpose, I was really sick."

Qingyin shook her head amusedly, and stopped insisting: "Okay, I know."

Looking at the reheated breakfast on the table, she put a bowl of porridge and sat in front of Ming Yao's chair: "Eat something light."

Opening his mouth to take it in, the man ate it with gusto, and the taste was not weak at all.

His appetite was surprisingly good, and he turned his head to the sky at once.After Qingyin fed the last mouthful, she was about to take out the spoon, but Mingyao held her tightly and wouldn't let go.He also grabbed her wrist with one hand.

"Should I still want more?" asked suspiciously, but he shook his head, still refusing to let go.

"The emperor is here..." The familiar high-pitched voice made Qingyin's hands tremble, and both of them stared outside in a daze.

I saw Emperor Hades stepping in with his long legs.

The two of them maintained the posture just now, Ming Yao was stunned by the bright yellow color, and then let go of his strength.

Qingyin felt her hands loosen, and hurriedly knelt down to salute: "Your Majesty sees the Emperor."

Underworld Emperor glanced at the two of them, his slender legs fell in front of her, and his sword eyebrows inadvertently frowned: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Qingyin would rather not get up, and hang her head, so that she won't have such an obvious burning feeling of being scrutinized.

"Aren't you the servant girl next to the concubine Yao? Why did you come here?" The man's tone was neither sullen nor angry, without a trace of questioning, but it made people shudder.

"Servant." Qingyin raised his head, facing Emperor Underworld: "Prince Yao is sick, and this servant is here to take care of him."

"Oh." He glanced sideways at Mingyao, and then directed towards Eunuch Fu behind him: "Isn't there even a maidservant in Prince Yao's bedroom? Pass on my order and give me the nurse in charge. Cut it off, and send a few more people over."

Relaxed, like the most common.The corners of Xie Mei's mouth curled up slightly, unable to distinguish between happiness and anger.

Voiceless was startled, and hastily knelt down again: "Your Majesty, slaves don't mean that."

"What does that mean?" It seemed that as soon as he met her, he would not let her go.

"Slave..., Prince Yao used to be the master of the slave, and now he is sick, and the slave just came to take care of him. The maids in this hall are busy decocting medicine for the prince, begging the emperor for mercy." Qingyin kowtowed, on the forehead, Already dripping with cold sweat.

"Voiceless." The man paused, then squatted down to be level with her.

Voiceless was horrified, she knelt on her knees and backed away hastily, but Emperor Underworld grabbed her chin with one hand: "Don't be so afraid of me, I..., I won't eat you."

The voice was ambiguous, and the index finger brushed the tenderness of her neck intentionally or unintentionally: "One of my jokes scares you like this."

Withdrawing his hand lazily, he got up by himself.Qingyin only felt that the strength in her whole body was drained, this is the king who respected the king, he would kill people as soon as he said he wanted to, and he took back everything with a joke.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Standing up with lingering fear, Qingyin didn't dare to get too close, but just stood aside.

Only then did Emperor Hades cast his eyes on Mingyao, and saw that he lowered his head, with a bit of fear in his expression, and clasped his hands under the thick brocade quilt.

"Yao..." Underworld Emperor took a step forward, but saw him shrunk subconsciously, lowering his head even lower.

"Are you cured?"

Qingyin took a step forward, unknowingly, without even realizing it, she was actually standing in front of Emperor Underworld, her demeanor was full of protective desire: "Go back to the emperor, Lord Yao is fine now."

The man stopped talking, his bewitching eyes fixed on Qingyin in front of him, and the tall figure slowly pressed down.

There was a tinge of anger in that enchanting Hei Liang, and Emperor Hades raised his eyes again, looking at Ming Yao behind her: "You'd better live a good life for me, and don't make trouble for others during this time."

The cold tone made Qingyin look boldly at the man in front of him. He still had that coquettish and charming face, but when he said such words, the long and narrow phoenix eyes were full of hostility, which made her I was so shocked that I even forgot to beat the breath.

"emperor……"

Underworld Emperor retracted his gaze: "Why, I scared you."

The sudden tenderness, with a bit of banter, made Qingyin even more confused.

"Heh..." The man smiled slightly, he was completely different from Fang Cai, his face was full of spring breeze, "Qingyin, I haven't been with you long enough."

Staring at him blankly, Qingyin didn't know why he said this, let alone how to answer: "Slave..."

"Remember." Underworld Emperor intercepted the words in her mouth: "You can only be mine."

It was more domineering like a sentence, and Ming Yao and Qingyin were startled at the same time when he slammed down a sentence.

Underworld Emperor raised the corners of his lips, then walked out without looking at the two of them.Remain, amazed both sides.

Qingyin raised her head, only captured the noble figure, the man's aura was still there, and he controlled everything evilly.

Turning around, I saw that Ming Yao still hadn't raised his head. For him, there was always a kind of inexplicable distress. Qingyin stepped forward and gently placed a hand on his shoulder: "Yao, rest."

This time, he didn't make trouble anymore, but just nestled in obediently, and on his face, the indifference of being thousands of miles away from others was restored, indifferent.

Qingyin tidied up the room, then went outside.She didn't dare to go far, but just stayed in the yard.

Leaning on the copper pillar with her hands clasped behind her back, Qingyin raised her head slightly, the sun was so harsh that she couldn't open her eyes.She was not afraid, and tried desperately to see clearly, but in the end, tears filled her eyes.

Suddenly, the eyes dimmed, blocking the strong light: "Why are you here?"

Qingyin opened her eyes, saw that it was Ming Shi, hurriedly wiped away her tears with a brocade handkerchief, and saluted: "This servant has seen Prince Shi."

(End of this chapter)