This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Although Nalan Meng fell asleep, she still felt the care of the virtuous king.

She did not expect that the high Lord would take care of her so carefully.

Soon, Zhishu took another handkerchief.

She is responsible for soaking and wringing the veil, while the virtuous king is responsible for applying the forehead to Nalan Meng.

After applying it several times, the virtuous King touched Nalan Meng's forehead and found that her fever had subsided a lot. He was immediately relieved.

"Here comes the medicine, Lord!" At this time, the government doctor came in with the medicine boy.

The medicine boy carried a bowl of medicine in his hand. As soon as he came in, he put the medicine on the table.

The virtuous king looked at the bowl of black medicine and suddenly remembered that Liu Er thought that traditional Chinese medicine was bitter. He said, "doctor, is this medicine bitter?"

The doctor replied: "it's a little bitter. After all, good medicine tastes bitter."

"The princess may be afraid of hardship, medicine boy. Go and get some preserves." Good king.

"Yes." With that, the medicine boy turned and went out.

Nalan dream in his sleep heard the words of the virtuous king, and his heart overflowed with warmth.

She didn't expect him to care so much about her.

In the past, she was sick and uncomfortable. Although many people took care of her, no one was so considerate and gentle.

Since she married the virtuous king, her strong heart has melted slowly.

At this time, the virtuous king came forward and said, "princess, are you awake? Get up and drink medicine!"

"Well, good." Nalan Meng opened his eyes vaguely and insisted on sitting up.

Seeing this, the virtuous King gently held her up and helped her up.

Suddenly, Nalan Meng's body softened and fell into the arms of the virtuous king.

Instead of pushing her away, the virtuous King hugged her and said with concern: "it's all right, ha, you'll be fine after drinking the medicine!"

"Yes." Nalan Meng nodded weakly.

"Lord, here comes the preserves!" At this time, the medicine boy ran in with a packet of preserves.

"Bring it!" After the king said that, he looked at the doctor and said, "doctor, you go down first. Here is the king to take care of the princess."

"OK, I'll go down and boil a dose of medicine for the princess." After the doctor said that, he and Yaotong withdrew.

Zhishu saw that the Lord cared so much about the princess for fear of disturbing their world, so he retreated.

After the people left, there were only Xianwang and Nalan dream left in the room.

Nalan Meng's body was tightly attached to Xian Wang's arms. She could feel the temperature on him, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous.

The virtuous king suddenly didn't feel it. He said, "well, Menger, I'll feed you medicine!"

Nalan Meng nodded softly.

The virtuous king said, took her in his arms, took the medicine, gently fed her and drank.

He looked very serious and moved very gently. Nalan Meng looked at him every time he took a sip of medicine.

Seeing this snow jade elegant man, Nalan Meng's heart trembled slightly.

After a few sips, she sipped her lips painfully, as if she didn't want to drink the medicine again.

Seeing this, the virtuous King hurriedly took a candied fruit and handed it to her. He coaxed her in an extremely gentle voice, "why? This medicine is very bitter, isn't it? Come on, take a candied fruit. It will be better."

"OK." Nalan Meng nodded gently, took the candied fruit in his mouth and chewed it gently. As expected, he didn't feel bitter.

After she swallowed the preserves, the king continued to feed her medicine.

With the preserves, Nalan Meng soon drank the bowl of medicine. At this time, she found that she was still leaning against the virtuous king.

She found that Xianwang looked thin. In fact, he was very strong because of martial arts practice, which gave her a strong sense of security.

The man's warm breath came, her heart was like a deer, very nervous, and her face was slightly red.

Just as Nalan Meng's heart beat faster, the virtuous king had let her go.

Suddenly he let go, Nalan dream was a little lost.

She found that just now she had thousands of ideas in her heart, and the virtuous king didn't seem to have any ideas about her.

At this time, the virtuous king held Nalan Meng to bed and said with concern: "Meng Er, you have taken medicine and should rest for two days. You will be fine! Now lie down and have a rest. I'll see you later!"

Nalan Meng blushed and said softly, "thank you, Lord."

"Prince, princess, the Lord is coming!" Just then, the sound of knowing books came from outside.

Then, naranjun had come in with Fubo.

As soon as he came in, he went straight to Nalan Meng and said anxiously, "Meng Er, my father heard that you were infected with wind cold. How about you? Are you serious?"

Nalan Meng hurriedly said, "thank you for your concern. Please rest assured that if the LORD takes care of me, I will be fine soon."

The virtuous king said, "yes, meng'er has drunk medicine. He should rest for two days. Please rest assured."

When Nalan Jun saw the medicine bowl on the table, he nodded and said, "OK, I'll be relieved after drinking the medicine!"

Then he said, "Menger, Liuyun always takes care of people. If he takes care of you, it's safe for my father. You should have a good rest now, and my father won't disturb you!"

"Father, go slowly." Naran dreamed.

The virtuous king said, "father-in-law, let me send you!"

"Yes." Nalan Jun nodded and went outside.

Suddenly, his remaining light glanced at a floor shop in the corner.

Seeing the floor shop, he was stunned. How could there be a floor shop on the ground?

Are dreams and clouds sleeping separately?

They're husband and wife. They sleep separately?

Now, he suspected that there was something wrong with them.

He frowned quietly and went out.

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After returning to the room, Nalan Jun called Fubo and said in a deep voice, "Fubo, did you find any problem in the room of Menger and Liuyun just now?"

Fubo wondered, "Lord, I saw a floor shop in that corner. It's really strange. What are they doing on the ground?"

Nalan Jun narrowed his eyes coldly, "Ben Hou overheard several servants say that Liuyun and Menger have slept in separate rooms since their marriage. Only when Princess Jing and Ben Hou come, they will sleep in the same room. Unexpectedly, even if they sleep in the same room, they still sleep in separate beds. There must be a problem!"

Fubo said, "Lord, is there a misunderstanding? I think the relationship between the Lord and the young lady has always been good. Just now the young lady was ill, I think the Lord has been taking care of her wholeheartedly. There doesn't seem to be a problem between them."

Nalan Jun shook his head coldly, "that's because you didn't observe carefully. In Ben Hou's opinion, they are just superficial love, but in fact they are not husband and wife in private. Fubo, when Menger's condition is better, you go outside their room to see if they sleep in separate beds."

"Yes, Lord." Fuber road.

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In the afternoon, the virtuous King fed Nalan Meng another medicine.

After the two drugs went down, Nalan Meng's fever temporarily subsided, but her condition was still very serious, and the whole person's expression was also Wan.