Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Luo Yun's temples hurt.

She didn't have a good rest last night. She got up early this morning and only ate a roast wheat so far. She had to wash her hands for soup?

Ning Rou glanced at Luo Yunran's ugly face and immediately looked like a rooster who had won the war. It happened that her tonic soup was hot.

Directly reached out and said, "Little Joe, put on the soup and let's go."

"Yes, princess."

Ning Rou's maid quickly took the soup cup and spoon and moved the stove down from the fire.

As soon as the lid was opened, the smell of medicine just now became heavier.

Dongjinlin can't drink this soup. If he drinks it, he's looking for death. It's all for supplementing qi and blood. Now the cold poison in his body is rampant and hot again.

Great cold and great heat make a mess.

However, it was made by Ning Rou himself. The man... Really can't drink a mouthful - that's strange.

What a troublesome princess!

Luo Yunran put down the wheat plate, rolled up his sleeves and set up a pot. Then he hesitated and swept around the small kitchen without making the next move.

Ning Rou was obviously stunned when she saw Luo Yunran like this, but she didn't stop too much. She just sniffed with disdain and walked away with her servant girl.

Ning Rou returned to Dongyuan and failed to let dongjinlin drink her soup immediately, because dongjinlin was taking a medicine bath, which was an hour.

During this period, Ning Rou had to go back to the kitchen. The soup was hot two or three times.

Every time I went back, I couldn't help looking at Luo Yunran. She didn't want to be too obvious and pretended to be careless.

But even if I just glanced casually, I could feel that Luo Yun dyed that pot of things... Cough, terrible!

It's a dark lump. I can't recognize what's in the pot, and the smell is very strange. In short, if she wants to eat, she doesn't want to touch it.

Luo Yunran was very steady, stirring the soup in the pot with a spoon and humming a tune.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, our friend little Nezha -"

Ning Rou hurried out of the soup after she was hot. The servant girl saw the master's look and hurried to keep up, "what's the matter with the princess?"

"It's all right, Luo Yun is crazy!" Ning Rou said quickly, and her feet walked faster.

After she went back this time, dongjinlin just came up from the hot spring pool, changed his clothes, and was sitting by the bed with a book in his hand.

Ning Rou immediately adjusted her mood and collapsed, "brother Lin! I'll heat up the soup for you."

The girl's soft voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley. It is particularly sweet and pleasant. The soft and flattering tone. Even the most hard hearted person can't bear to hurt her heart.

Dongjinlin looked at the bowl of soup that ningrou politely sent to him. The girl's beautiful apricot eyes looked at him brightly and looked forward to it. "I cooked the soup myself for a long time. Brother Lin, you must drink it. It's good for your health."

"You are the princess. It's good to let servants do such things in the future. Why bother yourself."

"How can others do the same? I do it myself. I don't feel tired at all. As long as I think it's for brother Lin, I'm very happy!" Ning Roumei smiled from her heart.

Dongjinlin sighed. She spent so much effort that he was really embarrassed not to drink.

He put down his book and reached for the soup bowl.

Ning Rou's hand deviated and avoided dongjinlin's hand. "I'll come and feed you. Brother Lin, your hand is not good yet. Don't use your strength. Let me come!"

Dongjinlin was about to say something. Ning Rou had directly scooped a spoonful to his lips.

Dongjinlin had no choice but to obediently open his mouth and drink.

Ning Rou was more and more excited. Dong Jinlin didn't swallow it yet. He immediately handed over the next spoon.

Spoon after spoon, eyes bright and energetic!

Dongjinlin didn't understand what was going on with her inexplicable excitement.

In fact, Ning Rou's heart is always shouting at the moment. Didn't Luo Yunran say that her brother Tang Lin can't drink?

She just wants brother Lin to drink!

Drink all her soup and show the woman!

Dongjinlin was fed with tonic soup. He couldn't take over. He coughed out.

Ning Rou quickly wiped dongjinlin with her handkerchief and immediately fed it again.

When Luo Yunran came in, he saw that dongjinlin was about to be vomited by Ning Rou's tonic soup.

She put the tray on the next table and said hello to dongjinlin, "drink this later."

Then he turned and left.

"Stop!"

Dongjinlin was choked to speechless, but Ning Rou just shouted what he wanted to say at this time.

Ning Rou puts down the small bowl. This bowl is almost bottomed out. She has won.

Since he won, how can Luo Yunran leave so quietly as if nothing had happened?

She walked a few steps to the pear wood round table, lifted the lid of the casserole and glanced in??????

Suddenly the whole face was tangled, and the expression was strange.

It's really not that Ning Rou intended to target Luo Yunran. Although she was originally prepared to make a response of "this soup is hard to drink", the real response was much faster than she expected at the moment when the lid was opened.

The effect is more wonderful than she originally wanted to show.

"What's in your pot? It's like hot pot water. Do you want brother Lin to drink it? Brother Lin can't drink it. Take it away quickly!"

Luo Yunran turned back, picked his eyebrows and looked proud. "It's not for you to drink. What's your hurry? I'll put it away. Whether you drink or not is your business. If you don't drink, it's up to you whether you pour it out or give it to others."

The latter sentence was said by her looking at dongjinlin. After that, she went straight away without stopping for a moment.

Ning Rou was so angry that she stamped her feet. As soon as she looked back, she saw that Dong Jinlin's expression was also very strange. She wiped the tip of her nose without any trace. It looked uncomfortable.

Ning Rou immediately responded, "brother Lin, I helped you take it out and pour it out! The smell is really bad!"

"Don't --"

Dongjinlin rubbed his nose and raised his hand to stop her.

Ning Rou is inexplicable.

"Let it go. Leave it alone," said Dong Jinlin.

Ning Rou reacted. It turned out that brother Lin was distressed that he wouldn't let himself do what others did. Suddenly, there was a burst of sweetness, "it doesn't matter, brother Lin, this thing has a strange smell in the whole room here. It's really unbearable. I'd better pour it out!"

"No, put it there." although dongjinlin's tone was not tough, his attitude was indisputable.

Ning Rou thought for a moment and thought that brother Lin might have some plans later, regardless of so much. Anyway, the smell is so bad that brother Lin can't drink.

"Well, brother Lin, you want to read a book, don't you? I'll read it for you. Don't worry about your eyes." Ning Rou said, moved a chair, sat in front of dongjinlin's bed and took the book that dongjinlin had just read.

Dongjinlin was really helpless, but it was better for her to calm down and study than to let him drink the tonic soup all the time. She stretched out her hand and ordered some pages, "here, the third line --"

Ning Rou began to read it leisurely. Dong Jinlin narrowed his eyes and looked around the room. The new wind was not in the room.

So the girl really left?