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"What a 'full of enthusiasm, why not be afraid of others' slander'!" The emperor praised with a clapped palm, thinking of his old rivals, his sympathy and sympathy overshadowed the new and old grudges.

He sighed, and turned to the prince again, full of emotion: "Sure enough, Gu did not choose the wrong person. The princess's courage and insight are far superior to ordinary people. My son must not treat her poorly."

Xiao Mingyue was also moved by his words, and immediately bowed to Xia Yunze, and said solemnly: "It is indeed a great fortune to have the princess as a wife."

Xia Yunze was taken aback by him, and hurriedly returned the salute, saying that he didn't even dare to do it.

To be honest, he was quite surprised that a few words turned my husband into a fanboy.

My impression of the prince began to improve, maybe someday I could drink a pot of wine and pray to him, and bloom the flowers of friendship all over the world.

It can also guarantee that you will not be caught in the future, isn't it a good deal?

Xiao Mingxuan looked fascinatedly at Xia Yunze's frank and straightforward smiling face, and also saw the admiration in his brother's eyes, his heart was hot and sour, he was proud and angry at the same time.

You are so lucky to be a fart, Xiao Langjun is mine!

It was almost noon, and the emperor finally waved them back. Xia Yunze was so hungry that he was so hungry that he helped the prince to go out.

Xiao Mingyue had already regained his strength this morning, and recovered quickly after being tortured a lot, this time it was his turn to support the princess.

Newlyweds are like brothers - maybe this is the meaning of mutual support?Xia Yunze vomited, and climbed onto the soft sedan with only one breath left.

"Emperor's Wife Wait a moment." Xiao Mingxuan followed and handed him a silver pot.

Xia Yunze took it with trembling hands, opened the lid and his eyes lit up.

It was a pot of thick buttermilk, warm and palatable, with a lot of sugar added, exuding a sweet and tempting milky aroma.

My saliva almost fell off!

He didn't bother to thank him, he first licked the spout of the pot and poured it vigorously, and let out a satisfied sigh, feeling that the souls that had been scattered around gathered back together again.

The bear boy also knows how to be considerate, which is really touching.

Xia Yunze drank it in his mouth, it was so sweet to his heart, he still licked the milk stains on the corner of his mouth, and handed him back the empty pot.

Xiao Mingxuan's Adam's apple trembled, seeing his licking movements, he quickly threw a handkerchief over, and said angrily, "Use this to wipe."

Crazy, starving to death and still being so particular about it!

Xia Yunze had a soft mouth, obediently wiped his mouth clean, and blew his nose by the way. Naturally, he was embarrassed to return the handkerchief, so he rolled it up and stuffed it under the cushion, and thanked him humbly .

With a nasal voice, soft and obedient, seductive without knowing it.

Before Xiao Mingyue got into the sedan chair, she heard the sound and came over to take a look, and said worriedly: "Why are you suddenly sick?"

Just now she was talking and laughing freely, but now she is half dead, this princess will not be as weak as herself, right?

Xia Yunze glared at him, it's all your fault, do you still have the face to say it?

Not only was his look powerless, but he seemed to be acting like a baby, which made Xiao Mingxuan jealous, and urged: "Brother Huang, hurry up and send Sister Huang back to rest, this morning is exhausting enough."

Xiao Mingyue nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "You will be twenty next month, what birthday gift do you want?"

Xiao Mingxuan waved his hand, and replied casually: "Brother Huang, just look at it and give it to me, everything is fine."

After speaking, he gave Xia Yunze a meaningful look, and the hairs on the back of his neck started to stand up and salute again.

Your imperial brother wants to give a gift, what do you think I will do?

For the gift I really want, I will ask the little emperor's wife.

The four eyes met, and he understood the other party's subtext in seconds, and a pimple appeared on his arm.

Gay radar rang wildly in his mind, Xia Yunze fell down on the cushion, expressing that he would decisively go to the hospital, don't bother if there is nothing to do, let alone come looking for something.

Chapter 51

After eating and drinking enough to rest for a long time, I woke up and couldn't get out of bed.

Xia Yunze was rubbed down by the cold virus, drank the secret recipe of Miaojiang that Caiwei gave him, he was so bitter that he stuck out his tongue, panting like a puppy hissing.

"Master, bear with it." Caiwei stuffed the candied fruit into his mouth, coaxing: "Wrap up in the quilt and sleep again, maybe tomorrow will be all right."

I don't know the place well, and I didn't bring a substitute, so I can't rush to tell him about the imperial physician. If I have a headache or a fever, I can just cook some medicine and take it myself.

Xia Yunze shivered under the blanket with candied fruit in his mouth.

Being in a foreign land, his mind is particularly fragile when he is sick, especially because he has many common problems of straight men: his mouth is aggressive, his heart is suspicious, he is afraid of death and he has a lot of thoughts, and he is delicate and fragile with a lot of brains.

"What if it doesn't work..." He was so sad that he explained the funeral in a nasal voice, "You can share the private money we brought with everyone, and let them go back to their respective houses and find their mothers... "

"Master doesn't dare to say such things!" Caiwei hurriedly covered his mouth, and stuffed another apricot in, "It's not a serious illness, why can't it get better?"

Xia Yunze wanted to cry but had no tears, and there were no antibiotics in ancient times, if a cold turned into an infection, he would definitely die a miserable death.

What's more, even in modern times with advanced medical technology, many people still die of colds every year!

Compared to his brother who ate too much spicy food in college and almost wrote his will, he was already very brave, okay?

Forget it, anyway, you women don't understand, bleeding for seven days a month and not dying, are people who have seen big scenes.

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