Eternal Love

   Chapter 15: The Unforgettable Taste (3)

Does Zhou Yan mean forgiveness? At this time, the maid fell from the pavement again and rolled aside, Han Ji and Xiaolu rushed to her side, and the other maids also hurried over to help.

Most of the maid’s body had burns and cuts. Many fragments had penetrated into the flesh, and the blood had been lost too much. After she fell, she had been in a coma with a high fever. Han Ji sent a doctor to meticulously treat her. The maid takes care of her carefully, hoping that she will wake up soon!

  In order to prevent Yinyin from blaming herself, Han Ji has ordered no one to disclose this. As for Zhou Yan, after venting, he went to the northeast of the palace [Haitang Garden] someone’s residence...

  The sound of the piano is sounding. Zhang Ying is the one who plays the piano?

In fact, Zhou Yan has a kind of unspeakable love for Zhang Yingqin’s sound. Every time I am troubled, I feel relaxed when I hear her sound. So whenever I encounter unpleasant or upset things, I will come to listen to her playing the piano. Today is also like this!

  Zhang Ying is in Fuqin, Zhou Yan is immersed in drinking!

  Zhang Ying is very clear that every time Zhou Yan comes here, she is extremely unhappy, but this time she feels particularly irritable?

  —Night Li—

   Zhou Yan’s emotions seem to slowly subsided, his drinking speed slowed down, and he seems to be thinking about something?

  From Zhou Yan to the present, Zhang Ying has never stopped playing the piano, but the two have almost never spoken...

  "Wang Ye—"

  The call from outside the house broke the silence between the two, Zhang Ying finally stopped her actions...

  Zhou Yan was indifferent and continued to drink and said, "Come in!"

  With an answer, Xiaolu and some maids came in with something...

In front of Zhou Yan’s table in the aisle, Xiaolu took the lead to put down the soup bowl in his hand: “This is the hangover, simmering dishes and ginseng soup prepared by the princess for the prince. The princess reminds the prince that drinking too much wine can easily hurt his body. Pay attention to rest—"

  Little Green and the servant girls put down the dishes they brought one by one. Zhou Yan didn't seem to be surprised by their arrival, and Zhang Ying seemed to be used to it a long time ago!

   "The slave servants have brought the words of the princess, please take your time, the slave servants will leave first—"

  After finishing speaking, Xiaolu and the servants retreated one by one after giving a salute to Zhou Yan!

Looking at the steaming cooked food on the table, Zhou Yan didn't know the taste. Every time he was at home, Han Ji would prepare three meals on time; every time he was drinking, Han Ji would be ready to hangover and nourish. Ginseng soup; every time when he goes to bed late, Han Ji will prepare foods that are easy to digest and help sleep; Han Ji seems to be clear about his diet, daily life, work and rest time?

  Until now, although sometimes he has not been in the mansion for a long time, he will miss the food in the mansion. Eating the delicacies of mountains and seas outside is not as good as the food at home. I don’t know when he has this lingering thought...

  Zhang Ying came to Zhou Yan, served the soup in a soup bowl, and then gently moved to reach Zhou Yan who was thinking about something: "Enjoy while it's hot!"

Zhang Ying’s voice brought Zhou Yan back and forth to reality. Facing Zhang Ying, Zhou Yan hesitated a little, then put down the wine glass and took over the filled soup bowl from Zhang Ying. The tangy aroma and taste made Zhou Yan irresistible. When it starts, he can no longer forget the smell!

  …………

  The morning after the next day

  Fireworks in the kitchen have risen

  People are busy preparing breakfast, and there is a familiar figure among this group of people...

   "Princess, the porridge is ready!"

   "Well, put it in the steamer to keep warm!"

   "Princess, the chicken soup is ready!"

   "Okay, put it in the steamer to keep warm!"

  Han Ji, the noble concubine, will be involved in the busy affairs of a group of subordinates. It is really surprising, and it seems that he has already become one with the subordinates?

  While busy, Han Ji focused on the work in hand, her face flushed, and sweat was flowing between her forehead...

  After a busy period

  The sky gradually turns brighter

  Zhou Yan got up and freshened up and then went to the back hall to have a meal. The hot meal was quickly served...

   "Where is the princess?"

  Han Ji always waits before Zhou Yan when eating, but now the food has been served but Han Ji is still missing, Zhou Yan is a little curious!

   "Back to the prince, the princess has already explained that she won't be out for dinner today!"

   "Why?"

  "This—the slave doesn’t know it!"

  The maid talked a little bit, but Zhou Yan didn’t seem to care. After hesitating, he began to dine. There was a big round table, and now he was the only one enjoying...

  —South of Wangfu [Chaoxia Court]—

   "Cough cough—"

  A crisp cough came from the room

   "Wang Concubine—"

  Xiaolu waited carefully, patting Han Ji's back to relieve her cough!

   "Cough—"

  Han Ji coughed, Xiaolu was impatient when she saw it!

   "Wang Hao, should you see the doctor?"

   "Hmm! It doesn't matter, it would be too fussing to find the doctor just for a few coughs!"

  Han Ji just said that, but since this morning, her body has been a little hot and weak. It must be a cold, right?

   "But—"

   "Nothing but, hurry up and get ready, let's go to the dancing girl—"

  I didn’t forget to visit Yinyin when she was sick. It seems that for Han Ji, Yinyin is really someone who prevents her from letting go...

  "...Yes, the princess—"

  But Han Ji Xiaolu had to compromise

  When she came to the West Wing, Yinyin also woke up a long time ago. Yinyin felt a little delighted to see Han Ji’s arrival. After waiting for Yinyin to finish her meal, the servant girl left...

   "Cough cough—"

   "Huh? Did your sister catch a cold?"

   "It's okay, it's just a little cough, it's not a problem—"

"really?"

  As soon as she finished speaking, Yinyin stretched out her hand to touch Han Ji’s forehead, and placed the other hand on her forehead for comparison. Yinyin’s cold hand made Han Ji feel very comfortable?

   "Sister Han Ji, you have a fever?"

  Han Ji’s body temperature makes Yinyin worried

   "How come? My sister is worried!"

  Han Ji herself touched her forehead and didn't feel any discomfort, but she didn't feel anything except some weakness!

  "Little Green, please call on the doctor!"

"Yes-"

  Although Han Ji had prevented Xiaolu from worrying a little, now Yinyin’s order undoubtedly made Xiaolu happy, because if it were Yinyin, she thought Han Ji would be treated anyway, so she ran away soon...

   "Oh, this girl runs so fast—"

  I just wanted to stop it, but Xiaolu disappeared in the blink of an eye!

   "Sister Han Ji, why don't you say that you are unwell? And she ran to see me early in the morning. If the condition worsens, how can you let me do it?"

   "The dancing girl is too much heart, I'm really fine!"

   "Niang Niang, the decoction is here!"

  At the time when Han Ji and Yin Yin had a dispute, the maid sent the decoction to...

   "It just happened to come, bring it here—"

   "Yes~!"

  Yinyin can’t wait to let her handmaid take it over for the first time, so she has an accident

   Yinyin picked up one of the medicine bowls, smelled it, and asked, "Is this bowl of decoction to dispel cold?"

  Drinking repeated medicines and the same soup bowl every day, Yinyin naturally knows the role of each bowl of soup...

"Yes!"

   "Sister, please drink it soon—"

   "Huh??? No need, this is Dancing Girl's medicine!?"

   "What is your medicine? My medicine. This is a medicine to keep away the cold. My sister has caught a cold, and I am fine. It is useless if I drink it. It's better to let my sister drink it. Come on, drink it while it's hot—"

   "Really, really don't need it—"

  Yinyin forcefully stuffed the soup medicine to Han Ji, and Han Ji quickly declined...

   "Sister Han Ji, although the wind and cold are small, it will inevitably cause disasters for a long time. Sister Ye Changmengduo should drink it quickly—"

   "I said I'm fine—"

   "Sister Han Ji—"

  Just like that, you pushed me towards it, and the two of them were deadlocked...

   "If Han Ji doesn't drink, I won't drink either—"

Yin-yin put the medicine bowl back on the maid’s tray again in a rage. Actually, if Han Ji hadn’t come to see her every day to persuade her, she wouldn’t be so honest to drink the prepared soup medicine, because of her. Only occasionally forget the pain briefly...

   "Huh!?? Dancer—"

  Yinyin is angry, muttering her little mouth, don’t turn aside

"Ah!"

   Seeing Yinyin’s childish look, Han Ji couldn’t help laughing. After all, she seemed to have never seen Yinyin’s childish side: “Okay, can’t I drink it?”

Han Ji picked up the medicine bowl from the tray, took a look at it, and drank it in one go. Of course, it would be difficult to swallow the medicine when it was bitter. After finally drinking the soup medicine, she wiped the residual medicine at the corner of her mouth with a hand towel: "Look at it. , I’m done drinking, now it’s Sister Dancer’s turn to drink—"

   Yinyin turned her head, as expected, the bowl was already empty, and looked at Han Ji again: "This is right—"

   "Then Dancing sister should drink medicine too?"

  Looking at the several different kinds of decoctions in the maid’s tray, Yinyin couldn’t help but smiled bitterly: "...Can you not drink it?"

   "No way!"

   "But I drink so much every day, I—"

   "Oh? Isn't the younger sister's words countless?"

  It’s not good to speak, but Yinyin looked at the decoction again, she couldn’t help but swallowed and picked up the smaller bowl of decoction: "...looks so bitter—"

  "Good medicine is bitter—"

  Looking at the medicine, Yinyin still hesitated, but she still took it to her lips...

   "The princess, the empress! The doctor is here!"

  Little Green hurried over with the doctor

  "Little Green, I didn’t tell you—"

  Han Ji was just about to preach to Xiaolu, but in the middle of the conversation, she suddenly felt a little unwell?