Hua Mu clearly felt physical discomfort. The nasal mucosa was like a humidifier running at full power, constantly secreting mucus; it was like a flying bee was sitting in her head, which made her dizzy and her ears were dizzy. There was a humming sound in her throat; a cactus grew in her throat, making her sore and itchy, and she coughed again and again.
"White pillow, I have a sore throat..."
Only the Sentinel's temperature gave her a little comfort.
Bai Zhen felt the heat on Hua Mu's body - she had already started to have a fever. But compared to the heat, Hua Mu was obviously more cold, and hugged her arm tightly.
White Pillow stretched out his long arms, took a bamboo tube with mint leaves, and took out a few to feed to Hua Mu.
"Miss, you might feel better in your mouth."
Hua Mu sipped into her mouth aggrievedly, "I also have a headache..."
The white pillow helps her rub the acupuncture points on the side of her face, "Will this feel more comfortable?"
"Well..." Hua Mu spoke in a thick nasal voice, and her speech was vague, "My stomach is also uncomfortable, and it's all your fault for making me vomit so badly."
The eldest lady began to settle the old accounts, and Bai Zhen was both self-blame and distressed. While gently rubbing her stomach, she said apologetically, "It's my fault, I'm too anxious."
Hua Mu knew that if she hadn't been in a hurry, she might have been out in the rain by now. But she doesn't care about right or wrong, she just wants to lose her temper and act like a spoiled child.
"You're still so rude..."
White pillow recalled his series of actions, and felt even more guilty. The eldest lady is like a porcelain doll, how can she withstand such a bump
She must be too unkind to make the young lady sick.
"sorry… "
Hua Mu didn't want to hear the apology, she wanted the white pillow to coax her.
Every time she was sick, her aunt would come to see her, sing to her, kiss her, and say "pain flew away from my baby".
She misses her aunt, and she misses her father. Did they find her missing? Are you worried or anxious
She has been trying her best not to think about it, not only because she doesn't want to regret it, but also because she is afraid that she can't help but be vulnerable and collapse.
"White pillow, I'm so uncomfortable..."
Bai Zhen felt Hua Mu's discomfort and could not wait to replace it. She regretted that she was not tough enough just now. Even if she was hated by the eldest lady, she should try her best to make her drink the ginger soup.
"Miss, do you want to drink ginger soup now? It will be more comfortable."
Hua Mu snorted and said bitterly, "Is it very bitter and spicy?"
"Just a little bit..."
She doesn't believe it!
"It must be hard to drink. I want to eat something sweet."
"Then I'll cook you some powder paste, okay? We use breadfruit to cook our sweet and spicy paste, which will only taste a little ginger."
Hearing Mufu, Hua Mu felt a little hungry.
"Is it tasty?"
"Delicious, I promise you."
Hua Mu sneezed and cried, "But no one will hug me if you go to cook."
The white pillow gave birth to a bit of pity for the little girl, hugged her and said, "I can hold you while you...or do you prefer to carry it on your back?"
"You hold me..."
Hua Mu likes this sentinel who acts as a cushion for herself the most. He speaks softly and sounds nice, and even sings to her, which is much cuter than the usual robot sentinels.
The white pillow hugged her like a rag doll, and it didn't seem laborious to hold her in her arms. Although the movement is not very convenient, it is not particularly hindering the movement.
Hua Mu sat on her lap with peace of mind and put her arms around her shoulders, watching how she cut off the skin of the breadfruit, removed the core, cut it into slices and baked it by the fire.
The white pillow is boiled with water again, the wild ginger is cut into a mill and added, and a little sea salt is sprinkled. When the breadfruit was slightly soft and the water started to steam, she broke the breadfruit and added it to the ginger soup.
The ginger soup quickly turned into a paste under stirring, and the white pillows finished off with a little mint — making the bowl look a little nicer.
Can it be delicious
Hua Mu was deeply suspicious.
As soon as the white pillow was picked up, she smelled a sweet and sour taste.
"Is it really not bad to drink?"
White pillow really likes the smell, but she doesn't know if Hua Muxi likes it or not.
"You can try it."
Hua Mu sniffed and studied for a while.
"You drink it for me first."
"But..." Bai Zhen remembered what Hua Mu said before, I'm afraid this will be the reason why she doesn't want to drink.
"No but, I only drink if you drink."
Hua Mu acted as a rogue, but Bai Pillow couldn't resist her, so she had to break a banana leaf and roll it into a spoon, and took a bite in front of her.
When was the sentinel so particular and even used a spoon, Hua Mu felt that she was inexplicable.
"Well then, you feed me."
She also wanted to use a spoon.
However, the white pillow sent the coconut shell to Hua Mu's mouth to feed her.
The eldest lady flattened her mouth, "Why do you have a spoon, I don't."
The eldest lady who is sick is full of squeamishness, and a little lack of satisfaction can make her care about everything.
White Pillow made a disposable small spoon, just to not contaminate this bowl of bread and fruit paste. She didn't expect Hua Mu to see such a little thing, "Then I'll make one for you."
"Can't you use this? Do you despise me?"
Hua Mu felt so pitiful.
She didn't dislike the white pillow, but the white pillow dared to dislike her!
"But I used it, you, you didn't say..."
Seeing her hesitating for a long time, Hua Mu finally remembered what she said just now: I don't want to drink the ginger soup you've drunk!
But isn't she angry and anxious, and she can't choose what to say! Why is this sentinel so petty to remember it! She clearly stuck her tongue in, if she really disliked it, she would have committed suicide long ago
"I-I just don't want to drink ginger soup... why are you talking so much—sneezes..."
Woohoo, this inexplicable sentinel, she has a runny nose again.
Bai Zhen quickly took a "handkerchief" to help her wipe her nose, "Miss, blow it."
Hua Mu really didn't want to lift his hands, so he threw the dirty work on the sentinel and blew his nose.
The aristocratic girl, who was as beautiful as a flower and a young and lively bird, is now dying in the arms of the sentinel, her nose is red, and she looks so pitiful and pitiful.
"White pillow, I'm hungry..."
Bai Zhen stopped talking, and scooped a spoonful of sweet and spicy paste into her mouth.
The hot bread batter was a little sweet, sour and spicy, but the ginger taste was masked a lot. This is definitely not the taste that Hua Mu usually likes, but at this time, it feels very delicious. She ate almost half a bowl, and could have eaten more if her throat wasn't too sore.
Her stomach was warm, and her body was warming from the inside out—she was a little overwhelmed again.
Carbohydrates really make you fat.
Seeing her squinting and sleepy appearance, Bai Zhen carefully carried her to the temporary bed made of banana leaves.
"Miss, you can sleep for a while when you are tired."
Hua Mu also felt that she needed sleep to replenish her energy, so she pulled the arm of the white pillow and refused to let it go.
"You accompany me."
The white pillow hugged her lovingly, "I'll hold you, you can sleep in peace."
Hua Mu likes being held like a baby by the sentinel, the smell of medicine on the sentinel, and the firm and soft muscles of the sentinel. She felt like she was trapped in a cloud, no no no, wrapped in a soft duvet. The quilt surface is as delicate and smooth as silk... ah, no, the quilt surface is made of silk, how can it be used like
The white pillow is in a sweet torment.
The eldest lady's hands were rubbing on her stomach, causing her to almost concentrate on this place several times.
The fingers are slender and tender like green onions, the nails are transparent and pink, and the palms are delicate and tender.
Every time Hua Mu rubbed it, Bai Zhen felt an electric current running through her body. The spiritual body does not know whether it is because it is too comfortable or because it feels danger, and has been trying to get out of the totem.
Her ice wolf has always been stable, maintaining an A+ rating in the stability test in the tower, and rarely out of control.
The last time I was so restless was when I almost triggered the heat of union.
Of course, she didn't feel that the eldest lady had caused a combination fever, after all, she didn't even smell Daosu.
The identity of Hua Mu's guide is no secret, and it is well known in the Duke's Mansion that she has been wearing a limiter so far. It's just that the white pillow doesn't know the reason, only that it is for the purpose of protecting Hua Mu.
The royal family has always had some hidden secrets, and naturally there are also various rumors like urban legends.
For example, the sentries and guides of members of the royal family have special abilities that are far higher than those of general sentries. For example, the royal family has secretly maintained the tradition of close relatives for the sake of pure blood. For example, the young lady of the duke's family is actually the illegitimate daughter of the queen, and for example... 6 The sentinel riot called "The Fall of the Tower" a year ago was caused by Hua Mu.
White pillow knows that Hua Mu must have a big secret, but the reason why she can become the other party's guard is because she has the lowest curiosity, the strictest tone, and the most loyal heart.
No matter what identity Hua Mu has, she will never betray her, hurt her, or give up her.
Hua Mu took a nap, the headache eased, but other symptoms became more intense. She could barely open her eyes, her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak, her nose was burning like fire, and every time she breathed, it hurt everywhere, her hands and feet were extremely sore, and she had no strength.
"White… "
The Sentinel was still holding her, and that alone reassured her.
"Miss, I'm here." The white pillow put a damp cloth on her forehead and fed hot water.
Hua Mu couldn't take a sip, and swallowing water made her throat sore.
"What time is it… "
"It's two o'clock in the afternoon, are you hungry?"
It was still stormy outside, and the rain even started to seep into the cave. Fortunately, White Pillow was already prepared, and used bamboo oars to divert some relatively large leaks out of the hole.
Hua Mu shook his head dejectedly, "I'm so hot, so uncomfortable..."
"You have a fever." The white pillow moved slightly away from her, "Perhaps it would be more comfortable for you to sleep alone now."
She doesn't want it, she wants a hug.
"hug me… "
The white pillow leaned back again.
"Then I'll wipe your body for you, it will be more comfortable."
"Um..."
As long as she can feel more comfortable, it doesn't matter what Hua Mu feels.
The author has something to say: It is said that nine out of ten urban rumors are true
But what needs to be declared is that the Queen and the Grand Duke are ordinary siblings and have no personal relationship.