Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1591: What are you doing in my bedroom?

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Seeing this, Beitang You comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little bit cold, I'll be fine if I rest for a while."

"Who is worried about you?" Yaoyao murmured, retracted her hand, and then said seriously, "Although your illness is caused by catching a cold, it is not as easy as you said. If you don't rest in bed, you can recover quickly. Strange."

Bei Tangyou chuckled, and this girl said she didn't care about him.

But listening to her seemingly scolding tone, why was he so happy

"Can you still laugh?" Yaoyao glared at him and said to Chen Jin, "Has the imperial doctor prescribed any medicine? Has your master taken any medicine?"

Chen Jin also saw the concern hidden in Yaoyao's scolding tone, and couldn't help but smile and said: "The imperial doctor has prescribed the medicine, and the medicine is still boiling. My subordinate will bring it to the master in a moment."

"Well, then go and bring the medicine." Yaoyao said, walking to Bei Tangyou's side, holding his arm, raising her head and winking at him, "Let's go, His Majesty the Emperor."

The girl took the initiative to approach, making Beitang You dazed for a moment and a little unbelievable.

It took a long time before he realized what he was doing and asked stupidly: "Where are you going?"

Seeing that he was a little stupid, Yaoyao couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Of course I'm going to your dormitory, where else do you want to go?"

"What are you doing in my dormitory?" Beitang You was probably really sick, and his brain was a little slow.

Chen Jin, who hadn't left yet, couldn't help but want to cover his face when he saw his master's reaction.

He thought to himself: Old man, please don’t think about something that has something or nothing, it’s not what you think at all.

Yaoyao was stunned by Bei Tangyou's question and raised her eyes to look at him, "What do you want to do?"

Beitang You was startled and lowered his eyes to look at her.

In order to prevent the master from saying irrevocable words, Chen Jin hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Then please help the master to go back to the bedroom to rest first. The subordinate will bring the medicine back soon."

"It's okay, you go ahead." Yaoyao nodded.

Before Chen Jin left, he glanced at his master worriedly.

How could a person who is usually very shrewd become confused after getting sick

Beitang You came to his senses and realized that he almost said the wrong thing, so he quickly shut up and didn't speak again.

Yaoyao glanced at him and saw that he looked uncomfortable, so she urged: "Since you feel uncomfortable, go back to sleep quickly."

"Okay." Beitang You responded with a smile.

Yaoyao helped him back to the bedroom and asked him to sit down against the bed. She turned around and poured him a cup of hot water. "You should drink more hot water when you are sick."

Beitang You took it and drank the water as instructed.

Yaoyao also sent people to prepare breakfast.

In a moment, the palace servants quickly brought the breakfast in.

Yaoyao walked over and took a bowl of light porridge and some light side dishes.

Looking at her busy figure, Bei Tangyou looked at her expectantly.

Yaoyao wants to feed him herself

Thinking of this, he looked forward to it even more. He felt that this illness had come at the right time, and he was willing to let him stay sick for a few more days.

While he was lost in thought, a white porcelain bowl was thrust into his hand.

"Eat it while it's hot." Yaoyao said, putting a spoon into his bowl and making a crisp "ding-dong" sound.

Bei Tangyou came back to his senses, looked at the bowl in his hand, and then at the girl standing by the bed, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, "You..."

Yaoyao thought that he thought the porridge was not delicious, so she explained: "You are sick now, so you can only eat lighter food. When you get better, you can eat delicious food."

Bei Tangyou scooped up a mouthful and put it into his mouth. The porridge, which he usually didn't find unpalatable, now tasted as bad as chewing wax.

(End of chapter)