My Queen, you are naughty again

Seeing her pale face, Murong Rui really didn't feel good. He gently tucked in the quilt horn and murmured, "I won't let you be wronged."

Then he picked up the freshly fried soup beside the table, blew it on his mouth, scooped a spoonful, put it on Chu Li's mouth and fed it down his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Chu Li frowned in his sleep, and the medicine he fed immediately coughed out.

A spoonful was no good. Murong Rui was another spoonful, but she coughed it out again.

The bedding at hand was stained with soup medicine. Mo Rongrui threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl and looked at Chu Li coldly. Some students said, "I'm not high-profile, but I have a good temper. If I can't feed it, I'll feed you myself!"

After saying that, Mo Rongrui picked up the bowl, drank the medicine in the bowl, looked at Chu Li, slowly bent down his body, his ink hair scattered with his shoulder, looked at her sleeping, kissed her dry and pale lips, and fed the medicine a little bit.

The sun shines through the window lattice into the house, hits Mo Rongrui on his back, outlines his broad arms, the tassels hanging on the purple curtains rise with the wind, and the light sandalwood in the house is filled with the air.

Time seemed to stay at this moment. After the medicine was fed, Mo Rongrui slowly got up, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth. His eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Chu Li on the bed and sneered.

It is night, cool as water, and the bright moonlight hangs high on the branches. Full of silence and tranquility.

In Xia Cheng's mansion, Xia Qiuju was full of tears.

"I will! I don't believe he can fall in love with that fox! I don't want to marry Mo Rongyu. All the people I want to marry from childhood are mo Rongrui!"

In the study, Xia Qiuju frowned and shouted at the prime minister.

"Qiu Ju, haven't you seen it yet? The girl named Chu Li has hooked Mo Rongrui's heart. Even the princess Qingcheng of Dongchang hasn't got the emperor's permission. How can it be your turn?" prime minister Xia sat on the sandalwood chair in the hall, looking helpless.

The daughter was spoiled in her hand from childhood, which was not arrogant, but she threw herself on Mo Rongrui from childhood, even if it was useless.

Pop! Xia Qiuju shook her hand and broke a cup at hand. Looking at her mother and father, she cried and said, "I like brother Rui since childhood. He is the emperor's favorite Prince and the most dazzling prince in the capital. Our Xia family is the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty and the emperor's confidant. Only we are the best match, aren't we?"

The long and narrow eyes were full of supplications. The gauze wrapped hands cracked again, and the ointment was exposed. The lady came forward and took her daughter in her arms, muttering: "It's the best match, but you won't have a good life with him. He's not your lover, and you won't have good results together! Do you think he will treat you after you hurt this hand today? Haven't you seen his temperament for so many years?"

His temperament, as long as it is recognized, will be protected no matter how bad, but if it is a nuisance, there will never be a trace of compassion. Today's gentleness to her is just the most basic way.

As the saying goes, parents all over the world love their daughters most. Who is willing to watch their children for an unforgettable love.

At midnight, the lady coaxed Xia Qiuju for a long time, returned to her husband in the study, looked at the prime minister Xia with a frown on his face, stood behind him, pinched his shoulder and said faintly: "Ju'er really admires Prince Rui, and our Xia family's daughter will eventually marry into the Royal family. It's better for the master to ask the emperor for marriage?"

"Ask for marriage? Don't you know the previous banquet? That Murong Rui wants the emperor to marry him and the girl named Chu Li. Although she is a girl, she has great skills. She can make Murong Rui speak like this. Even if she is acting, she must be a big man." Prime Minister Xia has too many things to consider. People involved with the royal family will not be so satisfied from birth. As parents, they can only do their best to make their children have a satisfactory life.

When Chu Li woke up, it was noon. She was not awakened by pain, but by hunger.

The moment he opened his eyes, Chu Li was a little confused. He looked at the purple curtain on his head, touched his clothes, frowned, got up quickly and said, "no! Who changed my clothes!"

Looking out the window, the sun was shining outside. I simply pushed open the window and stretched out in front of the fine weather outside. I kept muttering that I hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time!

"Today, the big black wolf didn't ask me to get up for breakfast?" Chu Li put on his clothes slowly, pulled up his hair with a wooden hairpin, stood in front of the bronze mirror and touched the piccolo hanging around his waist.

But before he went out, he heard murongrui's voice: "Lord Black Wolf?"

Looking along with the sound, Murong Rui saw the opposite side, holding the war book in his hand, looking at Chu Li, with a light hook in the corner of his mouth, as if still holding a smile.

Han Yan, when did he come here? Why didn't I see him when I just got up!

Chu Li blinked twice and hurriedly said, "nothing. Nothing. The Lord must have heard wrong. And that, that."

"That what?" while talking, Mo Rongrui came forward again and put the lotus seed porridge just sent by the dumplings in front of Chu Li.

Chu Li knelt in front of Mo Rongrui and said, "that Xia Qiuju's hand is really unintentional."

Murong Rui looked at her, nodded, but his voice was extremely soft this time: "I know. Get up and drink the medicine after drinking the porridge."

Hearing this, Chu Li smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at the lotus seed porridge and the medicine next to it. It seemed that a warm current passed in his heart. Whispered: "he seems to be good to me these days."

Although the voice was very small, Mo Rongrui heard it. With a smile, he said again: "the silver needle inserted into your waist has been taken out. Be careful these two days, it will be all right. I will deal with Xia Qiuju's affairs myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Chu Li held the porridge and gave a sound.

Murong Rui looked down at Chu Li, saw the piccolo at his waist, frowned slightly, and asked, "where did the piccolo at his waist come from?"

"This Piccolo?" Chu Li looked down at the piccolo at his waist. He quickly made up a reason in his heart. The corner of his mouth smiled and said, "Oh, this Piccolo is sent by a friend of xiaoion."

But murongrui could see clearly that the end of the piccolo was the sign of Lingyan gate. It seems that Chu Li still saw Lu Qianqian when he left the Palace last time. I didn't feel that the strength of holding the book of war increased a bit.