Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 889 [Extraordinary episode] Notes on changing the package!

It's not that he hasn't taken medicine before, and he had a few colds before, but which time didn't he drink it without asking the servants to bring the medicine to the room to coax him?

Why did you come to the kitchen to drink by yourself this time?

But even though she was puzzled, she still didn't dare to ask.

On the other hand, Yi'er suddenly showed kindness, and said as if specially trying to explain her doubts:
"Take it to the room, I'm afraid my mother will see it."

"Oh."

Chuntao nodded, yes, Madam loves this son, it can be said that it hurts to the bone.

If you know that your precious son is sick and needs to take medicine, you will definitely feel distressed to death.

But young master, is he really sick?
She couldn't help but looked up and down the little man in front of her, wondering in her heart, he looked alive and well, how could he look sick?

How smart is Yi'er?Naturally he knew what she was thinking.

So he deliberately coughed twice, pretending to be cold, stared, and said:

"What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and get some white sugar for me to prescribe medicine? Are you going to die of me?"

"Oh, the servant girl will get it right away."

Chuntao hurriedly turned around to look for Baitang.

In the blink of an eye, Yi'er quickly replaced the two bowls of steaming medicine.

Chuntao found white sugar and handed it to him, "Master, here it is."

"Yeah." Yi'er nodded,

"Master, I'll drink it right here, you can bring the medicine to my mother first!"

"Yes, sir."

Without the slightest doubt, Chuntao picked up the bowl of medicine that had been repacked by Yi'er, put it on the tray, then turned and left the kitchen.

Watching her back disappear outside, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Yi'er's lips.

He quickly poured the bowl of steaming medicine into the ashes, clapped his hands, and swaggered out of the kitchen.

When he thought that soon, he would have a little sister, and he would learn the disguise technique that he had admired for a long time, the little man's heart suddenly blossomed with joy.

In a good mood, he couldn't help humming a little tune that he learned from his mother Pei Qingluo:
“The weather today is sunny and beautiful everywhere.

The butterflies are busy, the bees are busy, the birds are busy, and the white clouds are also busy..."

(End of this chapter)