Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Emperor Renjing sat in front of the couch, and soon Wang Defu came over with porridge.

He bowed.

"Your Majesty, this bowl of porridge was made by this old slave with his own eyes. There will definitely be no problem."

"If there's any more problems, I'm surrounded by a bunch of trash, why not just let Quanci die!"

"Yes, this old slave is too talkative."

Wang Defu smiled flatteringly and pretended to slap himself in the mouth.

Emperor Renjing brought the porridge over, scooped it up with a spoon, and then personally brought it to Su Liuer's mouth.

"Queen, come, the imperial doctor said that your poison has been cured, but you should keep your diet light these days."

"Just let Yuzhi do this, why bother the emperor?"

"There is no need to be too polite between you and me as husband and wife."

Emperor Renjing handed a spoonful of porridge to Su Liuer's mouth.

Seeing this, Su Liuer stopped insisting and opened her mouth to take a small bite.

Emperor Renjing stared at her movements, a trace of affection slowly overflowing from the depths of his eyes.

Looking at her, but not looking at her.

He actually knew that Su Liuer's appearance was not similar to that of the late Queen.

This is normal, they are not related by blood in the first place.

But maybe it’s because she and Su Waner grew up together, and their behavior and temperament are very similar. Sometimes when I look at her for certain moments, I seem to see Su Waner in a trance. If it weren’t for the fact that there is a Su family between them, maybe there is a Su family between them. During this time, we will get closer.

Su Liuer asked while drinking porridge.

"Did Dr. Zhou cure my concubine's poison?"

"No, she's the princess."

"Oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Su Liuer's eyes, and then she said with a smile: "Then when I return to the palace, I will prepare some generous gifts. Thank you very much for that child."

"You are her mother, so you don't need to pay attention to these false etiquette."

Emperor Renjing said casually.

He always felt a little uneasy. How much did Shen Ruoxi know about the Queen Mother's incident?

Is it really a coincidence that she has the antidote this time...

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After the canonization ceremony, everyone returned to the capital overnight.

Murong Heng was still riding in the same carriage as Shen Ruoxi.

But this time he wasn't pretending to be sick, he was really sick.

Shen Ruoxi leaned on the carriage and looked at Murong Heng, who was pillowing on her knees with a wet towel covering her forehead, with a somewhat complicated expression.

This guy's body is really a mystery.

Sometimes it felt like she was going to be tortured to death, but he still wouldn't stop, and sometimes he was a complete sick beauty.

Shen Ruoxi took off the towel from his forehead, checked the temperature with her hand, and couldn't help but frown.

"The medicine is not working well? Take another pill."

She took an antipyretic medicine and put it on Murong Heng's mouth.

But I saw him frowning in disgust.

"Don't eat it, it's too bitter."

"You have a fever. Good medicine tastes bitter. You will get better only if you take it."

Shen Ruoxi slowed down her tone and tried to coax him.

But he saw Murong Heng's handsome eyes narrowed, with a bit of displeasure.

"With your tone, do you think I'm a child? I won't eat it."

After saying that, he groaned and closed his eyes and turned his head, looking a little aggrieved.

Shen Ruoxi:...

Aren't you just a child?

Shen Ruoxi said: "Seriously you don't want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"If you don't want to eat, don't rest your head on me and sit still."

Shen Ruoxi pinched his face and pushed him away.

Murong Heng slowly got up and looked at her sadly.

After their eyes met for a moment, Murong Heng took the medicine from her hand with some resentment.

"Just eat."

He put the medicine into his mouth and chewed it a few times without changing his expression.

Shen Ruoxi saw that he looked calm and didn't seem to be suffering at all, and she was momentarily curious.

"Is this medicine no longer bitter?"

Murong Heng rolled his eyes.

"Try it."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Shen Ruoxi's neck, pushing her into his arms. When she raised her head, he blocked her lips, rolled the medicine dregs on the tip of his tongue, and put it into her mouth.

"Cough cough~"

Shen Ruoxi pushed him away awkwardly. After coughing a few times, her little face wrinkled badly.

"so bitter……"

Why is it so bitter? It's even more bitter than coptis.

"Pfft~"

Suddenly there was a chuckle from the side.

Shen Ruoxi turned her head and saw Murong Heng leaning on the car with his head supported by one hand, looking at her leisurely, with a sly smile on his handsome face, and his beautiful fox eyes slightly narrowed with a hint of provocation. The light of man.

Shen Ruoxi was dazzled by this male sex act.

Murong Heng bent down and continued to fall into her arms, resting his pillow on her knees.

His voice was sickly and weak.

"Now that I have taken the medicine, can you let me continue to lie down for a while?"

"……Um."

Shen Ruoxi was a little surprised and said: "The medicine is so bitter, why didn't you show any expression just now?"

"got used to."

Murong Heng closed his eyes and said in a calm voice: "I have been taking medicine since I was a child, no matter how bitter the medicine is."

Hearing this, Shen Ruoxi paused with her fingers, and an indescribable discomfort slowly spread along her heart.

She lowered her head and said softly: "It's my fault. I'll make candied fruits for you myself when I go back. Just eat a few when you feel bitter."

Murong Heng responded softly.

"it is good."

There was no emotion on his face, but the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a slight arc.

Although he has taken a lot of very bitter medicine, it does not mean that he is not afraid of hardship.

He's always been afraid.

Now some people want to give him a little sweetness.

……

The carriage drove for a long time and finally arrived at the imperial city before the palace gate was closed.

Shen Ruoxi and Murong Heng returned to the East Palace.

Originally Murong Heng wanted to see the Minister of Dali Temple to handle official business, but was stopped by Shen Ruoxi.

"You're a patient. Just go to bed and rest. We'll take care of business tomorrow."

Shen Ruoxi took him to the dormitory, watched him eat some light meals, and then let him take a bath.

After washing up, Murong Heng insisted on reading some official documents before going to the bed.

Shen Ruoxi lay on the bed a little tired, her eyelids slightly heavy.

Today, after a long day of running around, something big like the Queen's poisoning happened again. She was exhausted both physically and mentally, and now she wanted to sleep very much.

She was about to fall asleep in a daze when she suddenly felt her body light up.

Her slender waist was picked up by a hand, and she was immediately taken into an embrace that smelled of medicine.

Shen Ruoxi opened her eyes with some difficulty, only to see Murong Heng's amber eyes were wide open and tightly focused on her face, showing no trace of sleepiness.

She lay in his arms and spoke lazily.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

"I've never gone to bed so early and couldn't sleep."

Murong Heng murmured, reaching out to push aside the wisp of darkness on her cheek.

The lights flickered, illuminating her stunning face, making her even more charming.

Shen Ruoxi was lying on a light-colored pillow, and her dark cloud-like thick black hair was scattered on the pillow, forming a strong contrast with her porcelain white skin, making people have the urge to ravage her.

Murong Heng's eyes darkened a bit.

He thought of the previous times he had sex in bed.

Eat the marrow to know the taste.

He reached out and picked at her underwear with his slender fingers.

Shen Ruoxi was really sleepy and didn't react for a moment.

It wasn't until her chest felt slightly cold that she slowly opened her eyes.

Only then did she realize that most of her inner clothes had been taken off at some point, revealing her white shoulders and red bellyband, and Murong Heng's eyes in front of her were blazing, as if he wanted to set her on fire.

Her pupils suddenly dilated, and when she was about to push the man in front of her away, she saw Murong Heng's hand slipping in.

Shen Ruoxi put her hand on his chest, her face stained with a thin layer of red.

"What are you doing...are you still sick?"

"It's not burning anymore."

He moved his fingertips lightly, kneading and pinching.

Sensing the trembling of the person beneath him, Murong Heng had a sly smile on his lips, and he leaned against her ear: "I heard that when you have a fever, if you sweat more, you will get better faster."

"It's all nonsense."

Shen Ruoxi bit her lip: "I am a doctor, listen to me and go to sleep."

"it is good."

Murong Heng lowered his head and kissed her softly.

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