Concubine is polite

Chapter 217 The Prince’s Favor (4)

Su Qinghe touched Murong Zisu's face, "Aren't you usually very arrogant? Why are you foolishly being bullied? It really makes my husband feel very distressed!"

In the process of decocting the medicine, Zhu'er and Xiao Duzi discussed the courage of Lord Xiaqing with heart and soul.Originally, the prince was difficult to deal with, but after Murong Zisu fell ill, it seemed to be even more difficult to deal with.Therefore, Xiao Duzi and Zhu'er, who were unwilling to come forward, used rock-paper-scissors, and the loser was responsible for entering the house to negotiate with the prince.

Pearl is defeated.

After a while, Pearl came in with the medicine. "My lord, the medicine is ready."

The medicinal soup exuding a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine made Murong Zisu, who had just woken up and hadn't drunk it, reflexively nauseated.

Letting Murong Zisu lean into his arms, Su Qinghe touched her forehead which was still hot, but did not speak.

Zhu Er tremblingly handed the medicinal soup to the prince.

Su Qinghe scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Murong Zisu's mouth, "Hey, open your mouth."

Different from being harsh towards others, Prince Qing at this time is extremely gentle.Pearl was dumbfounded in astonishment.

The unpleasant smell pierced the tip of his nose, reminding Murong Zisu of being sick when he was a child.At that time, when I was sick, the master also took a bowl of bitter and smelly medicine and asked me to drink it.No matter how much you cry and make noise, it doesn't work.

After being forced to drink the medicine by the master, I started to vomit non-stop.If you drink, you will vomit, if you drink, you will vomit.Then the master never dared to drink that kind of medicine for himself again.But until now, I feel nauseous when I smell this smell.

Murong Zisu turned her head away, "Don't... Master..."

"No, I have to drink." Naturally, she knew that the master she was talking about was Wuming, but before they went to Wuming, she had to stabilize her condition first.

"Don't... woo..." Murong Zisu cried while shaking her head, "Don't drink... Xiyan don't drink..."

The nonsense that Murong Zisu blurted out made Su Qinghe frown.Fortunately, she was so close to her arms that Pearl had no chance to hear clearly.

"How's your health if you don't drink?" Su Qinghe said softly.I feel that Murong Zisu, who is sick, is still very childish, so I can only coax her. "I'm not healthy, how can I eat delicious food?"

Murong Zisu frowned deeply.It seems very tangled.

"Hey, just take a sip." Su Qinghe brought the spoon closer to Murong Zisu's mouth, "Pinch your nose, and you won't feel uncomfortable."

Murong Zisu, who squinted her eyes, slightly opened her lips, obediently stuck out her tongue and licked the spoon, and slowly swallowed a small mouthful.Then he hurriedly pushed Su Qinghe away, leaned over the bed, and kept vomiting.

The medicinal soup in Su Qinghe's hand was overturned, looking at Murong Zisu panicked for a moment.

"Miss!" Zhu'er quickly poured water, handed over a clean towel, and wiped Murong Zisu's mouth. "Come on, drink some water."

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Murong Zisu, who had stopped vomiting, began to cough, with tears in her eyes. "So sad……"

Su Qinghe hugged Murong Zisu's hot body, and said to Zhu'er, "Go down"

Zhu'er looked at Murong Zisu hesitantly, and walked out silently.

Wrapping Murong Zisu tightly, the figure in the room flashed and calm was restored.

He Lanchen looked at the people in the room without any surprise.The people of Yinxiaomen presumably like to be invisible.Their sect master is naturally unwilling to be left behind.What's more, it's such an urgent matter.

"How? Is she dead?" He Lanchen's voice was inexplicably excited.

(End of this chapter)