Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

"My dear, how did the Holy Hand see An Ning's body?"

After the morning court session, Emperor Wang again kept Qi Yu back when everyone thought they were discussing state affairs.

The two of them had already left the palace one after the other.

"The princess's health still needs to be slowly recuperated. Although she has had a cough recently, she is no longer coughing up blood."

Wang Di had just asked casually, but he didn't expect him to respond, so he raised his eyebrows slightly.

With a hint of inquiry.

Then he thought that the Holy Hand was his man, so he knew there was nothing strange about it.

I let my heart drop again.

With his hands behind his back, he sighed softly: "An Ning is now alone in the Princess's residence, and I am always careless. I need the Holy Hand to take more care of it. After the Princess's illness is cured, he can make any request."

The emperor's words are more valuable than nine tripods.

The fact that he can make such a promise shows how much the current emperor values ​​Princess An Ning.

Especially after the Duke died in battle, they were even more cautious.

Cao Fu followed behind the two of them, his eyes watching their noses and his nose watching their hearts.

He would pretend not to hear anything, and would just go over anything in his mind once and then forget about it.

In ancient times, medical skills were very advanced. Yan He's cough had not eased much recently, but had become more serious.

But I no longer cough up blood, I sleep much more soundly at night, and I am not as breathless as before.

Internal adjustment with Chinese medicine is a normal phenomenon.

Qiu Fu originally secretly complained that she had not prescribed the right medicine for her condition, but when she saw Yan He's spirits gradually improving, she felt that she probably knew too little.

How could a little maid like her understand medical skills?

"Princess, let's go back inside. How cold is it outside?"

While sitting in the corridor sewing a plum blossom, a gust of wind came and made Qiu Fu shiver unconsciously.

He raised his head to look at the petals falling to the ground, and shook the newly made collar in his hand.

"Princess, come and try it out. I just learned it a few days ago."

Yan He leaned back on the recliner, not wanting to move at all: "I'm not cold, just surround yourself."

"How can this be possible? I made this for you. How can I not feel cold when the wind is so strong?"

"Do you want to see how much I'm wearing?"

"That's different. Your neck is cold and it's not windproof."

"..."

Yan Hezhen felt like a porcelain doll now, his body was so heavy that it was difficult for him to turn over.

Even with a big hat tied around her neck, the girl still felt cold.

Feeling a little helpless, she was about to speak when her throat suddenly started to itch. She frowned, turned sideways and started coughing again.

It keeps happening, creating the illusion that all the air in the lungs is being squeezed out.

Qiu Fu dropped her collar and hurried forward to help her calm down. She couldn't help muttering, "You said you weren't cold, but..."

"peaceful."

A deep and powerful voice came from the gate, interrupting what she was about to say.

When I looked up, the person was already in front of me.

Qiu Fu quickly knelt down: "Long live His Majesty!"

"Get up."

Emperor Wang strode forward, he was so angry that he didn't care about the girl's situation.

He flicked her forehead lightly.

"How cold is it outside? Don't you know how your body is doing? Your uncle is only coming to see you in a few days, and this is how you take care of yourself?"

"And this girl beside you, if she can't even serve her master well, then..."

"uncle!"

Qiu Fu was about to kneel down again, and Yan He gave her a reassuring look.

He took back his hand from Rou's forehead and looked at Emperor Wang with disapproval: "Don't scare her."

The little girl couldn't stand the fright.

"I'm not trying to scare her."

"So uncle is trying to scare An Ning?"

Yan He blinked, his eyes moving, and he couldn't help but look at the man not far away.

"..."

Emperor Wang was speechless.

She guessed it right.

If you talk about An Ning directly, she will definitely not take it to heart, but it’s different for the little girl next to her.

Yan He smiled with her lips curled, lowered her eyes, and said calmly: "Uncle knows that Qiu Fu and I grew up together, and Daddy likes her very much. If uncle wants to replace her, then change her and find a good home for her. At least I don't know if this body can be at peace..."

"The princess!"

The more Wang Di listened, the more he felt something was wrong. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but he didn't have time to say anything.

Qi Yu behind him interrupted him first.

He frowned slightly, disapproval, heartache and anger all mixed together, and finally turned into helplessness.

"The princess will surely live a long and healthy life. Why do you always say such depressing things?"

"Yes."

Emperor Wang couldn't care about Qi Yu's attitude at the moment, but he wasn't very angry.

He did not miss the flash of cunning just now.

Instead, she felt happy because she now had other emotions.

Only when you are in good health will you have the mood to play.

"Uncle hasn't said anything yet, where did you learn this trick?"

"Then uncle still said something about us?"

"I dare not."

Yan He coughed lightly and secretly smiled at the people who were still looking at him helplessly.

Don’t look at me like that. I learned it from you in the last life.

Now that King Wang had arrived, it was impossible for her to continue lying on the corridor. He had to drive her back into the house.

Tong Shengfu learned about her physical condition and let her go.

Ever since Shengfu moved into the Princess's Mansion, all of Yan He's meals had been taken care of by him.

Every day I drink either this soup or that soup, all of them are medicinal foods.

"What is this?"

Wang Di pointed to a small cup of reddish-brown soup, which had a faint aroma of meat mixed with the scent of medicine, and small white particles floating on the surface.

Yan He touched it with the spoon and didn't recognize it, but she knew that she absolutely didn't like this meat.

Subconsciously turned to look at someone.

"Ephedra root boiled with pig lungs."

"Oh? It can cure cough?" Wang Di also looked at Qi Yu, "My dear, you are also studying medicinal food?"

"I have only heard a little bit about it."

"My dear, you are indeed well-informed."

"I don't deserve it."

His sharp eyes were slightly narrowed, with a clear and inquiring look.

If others had already started to panic.

But Qi Yu remained calm and not affected at all, sitting there calmly.

But I don't feel ashamed at all.

Emperor Wang snorted, then turned around and continued to ask Yan He about his well-being: "An Ning is about to reach adulthood, do you have a young man you like?"

"..."

The topic jumped too quickly.

Yan He raised his eyes while drinking soup, ignoring the sudden drop in pressure beside him: "You stay in the yard all day, where can you meet the young master you like?"

Lao Deng, please don't hurt me.

"That's right, why don't you let your uncle pick one out for you? Our An Ning is smart and beautiful, and she should be matched with the most outstanding and handsome man in Kyoto."

"No need, uncle. You should take care of my sisters. I am so sick and annoying."

"Nonsense, who dares to complain when I'm here?"