Rebirth: Dumb Princess

When she heard someone coming out, Su Xiaoyi quietly hid in the corner. At this time, the sun just came out and shone on Su Xiaoyi's face, but she felt so cold in her heart. When she learned that Feng shuocan's poison was very serious, she always comforted herself to keep a positive and optimistic attitude.

What else can she say to herself now? Pushing the door of the medicine hospital, Zhao Zhen is sorting out the medicine in a bag. It should have been brought by the man just now“ You sit first. " Tie up the mouth of the bag again, it's hard to avoid getting wet.

He went to make tea for Su Xiaoyi, "what's the matter? What's wrong? " He is a doctor. Someone must be looking for him for his health.

Zhao Zhen looked at Su Xiaoyi, her face was pale and weak, and her lip color was also very light. "Did you take your medicine on time?" He knows it's very tiring to take care of Feng shuocan, but he also has to take care of others when she can keep herself healthy.

Su Xiaoyi didn't answer, but asked, "I'm going to make soup for the Lord. Give me some medicine that can make medicinal diet." She doesn't want to talk to him now.

Zhao Zhen also saw that Su Xiaoyi was in a low mood and didn't want to talk to him at all, so she silently looked for some medicine, wrapped it and handed it to Su Xiaoyi. Seeing Su Xiaoyi's lonely back again, I thought I didn't hear his dialogue with others just now. I shook my head reluctantly. Anyway, I should know sooner or later. I can be prepared when I know it.

Carrying a brown brown brown paper bag, Su Xiaoyi walked down the path of the house like a corpse. He looked at the medicine bag in his hand and smiled bitterly. What's the use? What else can she do when she made him a medicine meal.

In the kitchen, everything was in a mess. Bishui and Biyun didn't know what to say when they looked at Su Xiaoyi who suddenly became so lost. Seeing that she almost scalded herself, Biyun stopped, "girl, let's come."

"You can't do it." Su Xiaoyi said without expression.

He also put his hand on the hot pot cover. Biyun took off the pot cover in advance, "girl, let's come. Just tell me what to do." Biyun's hand has been hot red by the lid of the pot and endured the pain.

Su Xiaoyi just shook his head and shouted, "I said, I'll do it myself. You're not allowed to interfere." She felt that she was really on the verge of collapse. She was really afraid that Biyun would cry if she said one more word.

The blue water stopped the blue cloud, "don't worry." Although she didn't know where Su Xiaoyi had just been stimulated, she knew it was not suitable to argue with her now. Both of them lost their temper when they saw Su Xiaoyi for the first time. They talked to them in a good voice before.

"Your hand is also scalded. Go find something to wipe it first, otherwise it will be more serious later." Bishui asked Biyun to go down first. "I'm here. It's okay." Biyun doesn't trust Su Xiaoyi and insists on watching here.

At lunch, Feng shuocan waited at the table in advance. He also knew that Su Xiaoyi went out early in the morning to buy vegetables for him and cooked for him himself. He had eaten some snacks made by her and thought it was very good. He really hadn't eaten any formal meals. He was looking forward to it.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, turnip bone soup, zucchini with vinegar, fried shredded potatoes with lantern pepper, and braised ribs were brought to the table one by one by the servant girls. There are not many dishes, but they eat enough. From the color alone, it's still very good, but I don't know how it tastes.

First, he filled Feng shuocan with a bowl of big bone soup and blew it to the appropriate temperature before feeding it to Feng shuocan. Su Xiaoyi focused his attention on Feng Shuo can's expression. He first frowned, then stretched his eyebrows, and said happily, "this soup is delicious."

His expression was not like this. Su Xiaoyi scooped a spoonful and tasted it. It was salty to his throat. I also heard Feng shuocan say, "Yi, I want to drink."

It's so salty. Why can he stand it? Is it because she made it, so it's hard to eat. Another chopstick of fried potato with lantern pepper, which she has tasted, is normal.

"Come on, try this vinegar potato silk first. Is it delicious?" She deliberately said the taste of the dish wrong and handed it to Feng shuocan's mouth.

Jing waited for Feng Shuo can's reaction, but he seemed to know something. The time to frown was shortened, and he said with satisfaction, "well, this sour one is also delicious."

"What about this green pepper gourd?"

"A little spicy."

Looking at Feng shuocan's serious expression, Su Xiaoyi blushed and his chopsticks fell on the table, "is it really spicy?"

Feng shuocan thought he said it was spicy. Su Xiaoyi blamed himself and said, "it doesn't matter, it's just a little spicy."

Finally, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She knew that it represented that the MI Gu San in the wind had penetrated into his tongue nerve. This time he lost his sense of taste.

He heard Su Xiaoyi twitching, but he didn't know what was wrong. He thought about what he had just eaten. It should not be that she was testing him. How clever his Yi is, how can he not notice his change.

"Yi Yi." He called her.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on Su Xiaoyi's face, "it's okay. Don't cry. I really don't matter. How good it is. I can eat whatever you do." He always put Su Xiaoyi's reaction first. Even if he just learned that he had lost his sense of taste, he still had to act and pretend to be delicious to cater to Su Xiaoyi.

"You eat, I won't eat." This time, Su Xiaoyi left. She couldn't stand it. He was angry. Wouldn't he feel bad?

Feng shuocan sat alone at the dinner table and was silent for a long time, "all withdraw." He whispered and left the dining room.

In the afternoon medicine hospital, Su Xiaoyi lay on the cane rocking chair and looked at the clouds in the sky. Zhao Zhen arranged the herbs she received today. Seeing her spread there, she shook her head. She didn't know what to say about her.

"He can't taste it anymore. Will he be unable to hear or smell in the future?" Slowly, she couldn't feel her in front of him, and then left him forever.

He knew that she must have overheard his conversation with others in the morning, shook the bamboo basket in her hand, "you know, what's the point of asking again." He knows that even comforting her may not work. Su Xiaoyi has always been very cheerful and optimistic. In fact, his heart is very delicate and sensitive.

He curled himself up on the rattan chair, unwilling to accept the warm sun, and his whole body was cold, like shrouded in dark clouds.