"The king is injured and can't get up." With his head sideways, he smiled at her busyness, his lips seemed to have the fragrance that belonged to her after the morning kiss.
"If you can't get up, stay hungry and watch me eat." Carefully turning around, she looked at the shameless and handsome face, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Who said that he would take care of this king to the end? Qi Ziyan, this is how you fulfilled your promise?" His smile stagnated slightly, and he was a little bit angry.
After putting things in place, she stopped, turned to look at him, and said casually: "Yes, so, if you don't want to be hungry, just walk over by yourself."
He just injured his right arm, but not his leg, and the muscles of his body are not underdeveloped. It is not difficult for him to get up.
Playing rogue with her? She just ignored him.
Upon hearing the words, Yumei looked at the embarrassing portrait of the prince who was always negative, and finally couldn't help but laugh, and found that she was gaffe, and quickly covered her lips.
"You..." The dead woman said that she cared about him, but treated her injured husband like that.
"Lord, the servant girl will help you..." Since her own lady refused to move, Yumei had to step forward to help her instead.
"Yumei..." This dead Y head, when was he more attentive to Teng Kun than to himself
"No need." A somewhat choked look at Yumei who was running up, he suddenly got up, moving neatly and smartly.
Yumei should stop and look at the prince who has stood up by herself. She laughed a few times and watched him pass in front of her eyes.
Seeing Yumei's unsatisfactory manner, Qi Ziyan smiled and sat at the table by herself.
Teng Kun looked at her with resentful eyes before sitting down beside her.
"These are all medicinal foods. I specially asked Butler Xu to find someone to make them in the morning. You can taste them." Ignoring the dissatisfaction on his face, she smiled and reached out to hit the lid of a white porcelain cup, and a few wisps of white gas flowed from the cup. Slowly rising, a burst of fragrance pours out his nose, which instantly stimulates his olfactory nerves.
After Qi Ziyan used a porcelain spoon to scoop some soup into his blue bowl, instead of putting the bowl in front of him, she used a small white porcelain spoon to squeeze the impurities floating on the soup surface and scooped up a small spoon. Pass it straight to his lips.
Maybe it was because he was not used to her enthusiasm, he didn't open his mouth to pick it up in time, just stared at her in a daze.
"Because you are missing an arm, this lady will just make it difficult." She smiled, seeming to understand him in a daze.
The face that had been darkened instantly became clear, and it seemed that this woman was still very interested.
I am happy, and naturally I have an appetite.
He opened his thin lips obediently and allowed her to slowly pour the soup into his mouth. The fresh and fresh taste instantly opened his sense of taste.
"How is it? Not bad!" She looked at him expectantly.
Seeing the expectation in her clear eyes, Teng Kun suddenly felt his eyes sinking, and said in disapproval, "Not very good!"
Sure enough, Qi Ziyan's smile was slightly stiff, she gave him a white look, and she hung the curtain somewhat suspiciously. She took a spoon and took a sip, instantly raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely.
Teng Kun was finally in a great mood. He grinned and stopped looking at her. With his left hand, he pointed to the plate of green onion meat on the table and said, "Let this king taste that."
Dead Teng Kun, with such a picky mouth, if it wasn't for your injury for me, I would ignore you.
She grumbled in her heart, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled reluctantly, holding the jade chopsticks, pinching a piece of meat, and putting it into his mouth that he had already opened and prepared.
"Well, this dish is good." Chewing with some enjoyment, the taste is elegant.
Next, Qi Ziyan was feeding him bit by bit, although the two of them always had to mix a few words, they kept talking.
Yumei quietly retreated consciously, not to disturb the lunch.
Half an hour after eating, it was time to take medicine and change medicine.
Looking at the bowl of tan medicine that Qi Ziyan held in front of him with both hands, when he smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine, he felt a little disgusted with it.
Since he was a child of martial arts, he has always had a strong physique. He has never gotten sick in a few years. Even if he was sick, he would only drink ginger tea to remove the cold, and he would heal afterwards, so except when he was forced to drink the medicine once when he was a child. , He never drank this bitter and unpleasant liquid again.
"Drink." Qi Ziyan was sore in her hands, but she didn't see him come over, suddenly a little annoyed.
Looking up at Qi Ziyan's somewhat dissatisfied expression, Teng Kun simply turned away from her face, and lightly covered her nose in disgust: "This king never drinks such unpleasant things. Go and ask the doctor to change this king's pill. Class instead."
"Use pills instead? Now?"
These prescriptions were all taken by the imperial doctor for his injury, and it had been three full hours before he got such a bowl, but he suddenly said that he wanted to change the pill, but he was really the only spoiled prince who could tell. .
"No, if you change the pill, you have to re-prescribe the medicine again. You don’t think it’s troublesome for me to trouble the royal doctors." She glared at him awe-inspiringly, and her tone was full of impossibility to refuse, and she said The look that you have to drink.
"Qi Ziyan, do you dare to disobey this king?" The dead woman clashed with herself again.
"Why didn't I dare?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she leaned a little closer, the force revealed by the bottom of her eyes facing him straight.
Damn, yes, this woman did dare, and after she was sure she had her in her heart, she dared even more.
Looking at Teng Kun's darkened face, but with a flickering light in his eyes, Qi Ziyan knew that he had been shaken.
So he moved the bowl forward again: "Didn't you always think that you are very powerful? Why, now a small bowl of Chinese medicine has caused the dignified King Sujuan to retreat?"
She raised her brows and said eagerly.
In an instant, unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he turned his eyes and looked over: "Who told you that this king retreated?"
"Then drink it quickly. If you don't drink it again, don't blame me for using a strong one."
"you… .."
Dead woman, bad woman! Rude woman!
He cursed viciously in his heart, but under Qi Ziyan's unwillingness to let go of his eyes, he finally got a little mechanical and slowly approached.
His lips touched the edge of the bowl, and the strong and nauseating smell made it difficult for him to open his mouth. Even the bridge of his nose was slightly wrinkled because he disliked the medicine too much.
"If you really can't, just pinch your nose and drink." If you didn't drink a medicine, it was so entangled.
Pinch your nose? Did she let him drink medicine in such an indecent posture
He is the dignified three princes!
While he was still looking at her incredulously, he suddenly realized that his nose had been pinched, and after that, a warm liquid was poured into his mouth.
Suddenly struggling in embarrassment, this damn stinky woman is really strong!
The gurgling medicine filled his mouth, he struggled, but he had to swallow it quickly, otherwise the smell would make him spit it out at any time.
This painful feeling didn't last long, only ten seconds later, when he just woke up, she had already released her hand holding a pretty nose.
Before he had time to blame the woman, the bitterness and unpleasant taste in his mouth made him want to vomit.
Qi Ziyan put down the bowl in her hand and quickly stroked his back, with a smile in her eyes: "Look, let's drink it now."
"Ah... Qi Ziyan... How dare you treat this king so rudely... Oh..." Bend down, he raised his eyes angrily and stared at her.
"I'm also doing this for your own good. If you don't want to drink the medicine in this way anymore, you can drink the medicine at night by yourself." Squinting her eyes, she turned her head sideways and smiled.
"Qi Ziyan." Finally, he stood up, hesitated, and shouted angrily.
"The concubine is here, what can the prince do?" She stood upright beside him swiftly, with a harmless smile, looking at him with cute eyes like two crescents.
Sure enough, her pure and beautiful face looked into his eyes, and the anger in his body was quickly extinguished.
"It's okay, put things away, don't let the king see." Finally, he glanced at her somewhat unkindly, and pushed the empty bowl on the table in disgust.
Seeing his handsome face who had nowhere to vent after being bullied, Qi Ziyan smiled even more happily.
Drinking a medicine and pushing back and forth is simply the child's xinxing, perhaps, this is the other side of his truth.
"Yes, the concubine will clean up now." With a big smile, she stretched out her hand to clean up.
Teng Kun raised her eyes with a pouting mouth and watched her tidy up, thinking that if this woman used this method at night, wouldn't it be too damaging to the dignity of her own three princes
Forget it, so, it's really better for him to drink it himself!
Qi Ziyan raised her eyes to look at her, and said casually: "I'm free to practice calligraphy."
"Oh." The lady herself loves reading, and she often subordinates to practice calligraphy. She didn't think about it any more, and she quietly stepped back and didn't bother her anymore.
Qi Ziyan kept flipping through what she wrote. It seemed to be all the secrets of famous people today. With so many people, who is related to the death of the coward
What was his purpose in killing the coward
Why did he use the number seven to three instead of leaving clues in other ways? Since he used this method, it shows that he believes he can guess it.
Which page 73 of the information collection did he want to tell himself
She was thinking about it, constantly considering it.
Until his eyes became slightly sour, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he opened them again, his gaze fell on a few books on the right, which was a biography of an ancient hero.
I wanted to look away, but suddenly there was a pause, as if I had thought of something.
I turned my head and turned over what I wrote. It was all the secrets of other people's things. Why didn't I want to record the coward's life experience
The coward was also from a famous family. When he was four years old, his father was framed by a traitorous official and condemned the Nine Clans. He was finally adopted by the pavilion owner. That collection of materials all tells the truth about the famous family being framed and destroyed.
The coward’s life experience is in this album. He accidentally saw his life experience when he was fifteen years old, so he solved the treacherous official with the help of the pavilion owner, and the murder case became a no-tail case. Knot.
And on the seventy-three pages of that booklet, it was recorded how the minister was wronged and imprisoned and executed. After that, seventy-one people in the minister’s family, including the minister, burned seventy-one people, including the minister. A corpse, that is to say, someone survived this massacre.
Could it be that the coward wanted to check this survivor by himself? But what is the connection between this survivor and his death
No matter it's the case or not, at least I have a clue now, check it out first.
Just in case, she didn't forget to pick up all the papers she wrote, and put them in a floor lamp to burn them one by one, trying not to produce excessive smoke.
I have a clue, but should I let someone investigate this
It must be impossible to find Teng Kun. With his temperament, if he didn't ask the ins and outs clearly, he would not help himself easily.
The coward has passed away, and the wind chime is suspected of being a traitor. The Red Rat has no end figure all day long. From the previous look, it seems to have recognized the wind chime as its master.