Perhaps his eyes were too swollen and he couldn't see clearly the objects in front of him. When Leng Liu walked to the table, he tripped over a stool.
Ye Qiqi looked at him speechlessly.
Leng Liu lowered his head and tried hard to look at the things on the table through the slits of his eyes, then reached out to pick up the teapot and teacup, visually checked the distance between them, and then started pouring water.
"Wow!" Not a drop of the water in the teapot was poured into the teacup, all of it spilled on the table.
Ye Qiqi couldn't help but reach out and cover her eyes, unable to bear to see the scene in front of her.
Leng Liu quickly put down the teapot and teacup and turned around to get a rag to wipe the table. Unexpectedly, he accidentally tripped over a stool again.
"..." Ye Qiqi suddenly felt tired. She took a deep breath and shouted in a low voice towards Leng Liu: "Leng Liu??"
"Miss Qiqi!" Leng Liu stood up with his hands on the stool and quickly responded to Ye Qiqi with his fists clasped in both hands.
"You...can't see??" Ye Qiqi asked hesitantly.
Leng Liu was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, my subordinates can still see it."
"Then how did you..."
"It's just that... my eyes are very swollen. When I see things, the distance makes it difficult for me to see things." Leng Liu said to Ye Qiqi with some embarrassment.
“…”
"What... Miss Qiqi, can we discuss something?" Leng Liu saw that Ye Qiqi was silent and finally couldn't help but asked tentatively.
"What?"
"Next time when we hit our subordinates, can we not slap them in the face?" Leng Liu carefully looked at Ye Qiqi through the slits of his eyes and said in a weak voice: "No, no, no, if Miss Qiqi really wants to slap her in the face, If that’s the case, that’s fine, that’s it...can we not hit our eyes..."
Ye Qiqi looked at him with black lines on her head. After a while, she nodded and said, "Okay."
"Hey, okay, let me go find a rag first." Leng Liu saw that she agreed, and quickly got up and walked out of the room.
"Wait." Ye Qiqi suddenly called him.
"Miss Qiqi, do you have any other instructions??"
"Where are the other cold guards??"
"They... all have varying degrees of... difficulty judging the distance between things..." Leng Liu hesitated for a moment and said to her very tactfully.
“…”
Does this mean that we can’t find another cold guard to replace her?
Ye Qiqi suddenly felt depressed. If she had known this, she would have been gentler against the cold guards before.
"Okay, I understand. You can go back and have a good rest." Ye Qiqi waved his hand and reluctantly let Leng Liuyi go.
"Subordinates, please retire." Leng Liu's face suddenly lit up with joy, he quickly clasped his hands and said, then turned and left.
She and Mo Hanqing were suddenly the only two people left in the huge room.
Ye Qiqi sighed, turned around, and looked at Mo Hanqing who was lying on the bed.
Probably because of the fever, there was a slight blush on his jade-white cheeks. His usually dark and deep eyes were tightly closed at this moment. The bridge of his nose was straight, and the corners of his thin lips were slightly pursed, looking delicate. His eyebrows were also wrinkled, looking very uncomfortable.
Ye Qiqi hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and whispered in his ear: "Your Highness, Your Highness?"
no response.
"Mo Hanqing?" Ye Qiqi reached out and poked his shoulder gently.