On the other side, Leng Qi laid Linglong flat on the soft couch, and gave her some Qi through his palms, before Linglong slowly opened her eyelids.
"Your Majesty..."
"Feeling better?"
"Yes." Linglong nodded weakly with a pale face, her eyes slightly red, "This slave is fine, and the prince also knows it. It's just an old illness."
"Where's the medicine?"
"Here." Linglong pointed to her sleeve.
Leng Qisu quickly put his hand into her sleeve, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured a pill out of it, turned around and poured a glass of water, gently lifted her up and leaned against him, and tested the water temperature first. He just stuffed the medicine into her mouth and carefully fed her a sip of water.
That was Leng Qisu, whom Mo Shuang had never seen before.
Her heart was filled with something, and she suddenly felt that she was superfluous in this room. She bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, but found that they were too broken to wear.
She wanted to get another piece of clothing to put on, but the wardrobe was on the other side of the bed. If she wanted to get it, she had to pass through the sight of both of them. She looked so embarrassed that she felt humiliated just thinking about it.
"Where have you been all day?"
"My slave went to Puchan Temple."
"What?" Leng Qisu was startled, anger rising in his black eyes, "Don't you know how dangerous it is?"
He cares about her, doesn't he
Linglong smiled and said, "It's okay. There are many people watching the fun, and I hid it very well. It's not convenient for the prince to show up, right? That's why I made my own decision. Please don't blame me!"
"Hey" he let out a long sigh and shook his head helplessly, "You, you."
The two of you talk to each other and I talk to each other.
Mo Shuang huddled in the corner, feeling bitter.
Leng Qisu is such a suspicious and cautious person, what happened today
How could she, a bystander, be allowed to talk about Puzen Temple without any scruples
This is not his style! Oh, is it because you are too happy? too excited? Still too messy
At this time, Leng Qisu also seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned around suddenly and saw her huddled in the corner behind. His face changed slightly: "Why are you still here?"
It turned out that he had forgotten that she existed in the house, so no wonder he was careless.
She curled her lips, not knowing where the courage came from, raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and asked softly: "Where does the prince think I should go?"
This was her Youmei Garden. He was having sex with another woman on her bed, but he asked her why she was still there.
Leng Qisu was startled, as if he didn't expect that she would say this. He stared at her and was silent for a few seconds. Suddenly his eyes flashed and he looked away, "How much did you listen to what we just said?"
After all, he doesn't trust her.
Yes, she is a craftsman and not trustworthy, but why is there a dull pain in her heart at this moment
"I didn't hear anything!" She responded calmly, got up, and under the gaze of the two of them, walked straight to the closet, took out some clothes and put them on.
She tried her best to look calm.
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(End of chapter)