The emperor's concubine who abandoned the daughter of the miraculous doctor

Chapter 1877 The Style of Two People 9
"What's the difference?"

Ye Qingli asked with a smile.

"Because you added special ingredients."

"What did I add?"

Ye Qingli asked strangely.

In fact, she herself felt that the porridge was unpalatable. Due to the limited conditions, she could only cook a little plain porridge without adding condiments.

Before she served it to Jun Aohan, she was very apprehensive, for fear that he would find it unpalatable.

Unexpectedly, he ate with such relish.

"I don't know what you added."

"I only know that after I tasted it, I couldn't give it up, I couldn't stop, and now, it has completely occupied my heart."

Jun Aohan had a bitter gourd expression on his face.

"You must have poisoned it. From now on, I will drink this porridge every day. Otherwise, as long as I don't drink it for one day, I will feel uncomfortable, my limbs will ache, and my whole body will feel uncomfortable."

"Tch, glib tongue."

Ye Qingli tapped him on the head with a spoon.

"You don't have to talk all day long, I won't be fooled by you."

"But, this king is really fascinated by the porridge cooked by my Qingli. If I don't drink it for a day, I will feel uncomfortable all over. What should I do?"

He looked at Ye Qingli pitifully.

"From now on, you will cook it for me every day, okay?"

Ye Qingli had the urge to reject him with that kind of attachment and aggrieved eyes.

It seemed that as long as he rejected him, it would be a great sin.

"All right……"

"Really?"

Hearing these two words from Ye Qingli's mouth just now, Jun Aohan immediately looked at her expectantly.

"Okay, okay, I really admire you. As long as you want to drink, I will boil it for you every day, okay?"

"So, you promised to move to my house?"

Jun Aohan suddenly became excited.

He had wanted Ye Qingli to move to the Ghost King's Mansion a long time ago, but she never agreed.

Ye Qingli instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing his pale and extremely weak appearance, she suddenly felt that it seemed a very immoral thing to refuse him at this time.

At this time, Jun Aohan was looking at him pitifully with his dark eyes open.

"I'm a patient now, do you have the heart to refuse a patient's request?"

"Let's talk about this after we go out, okay?"

Ye Qingli had no choice but to use the dragging formula.

"I don't know if we can go out yet. Is it too early to say this now?"

"Why not."

Jun Aohan said proudly.

"As long as this king recovers his skills, he can directly open up the earth's veins. At that time, this king will definitely seek revenge from those guys."

"How long will it take you to recover?"

"At least seven days."

After Jun Aohan exercised his internal strength, he replied.

"And, during these seven days, you can't use your internal strength at all."

Ye Qingli gave him his pulse.

Brows furrowed.

"Your cold poison is very serious this time. If you use your internal force before you fully recover, you will die from the backflow of your meridians."

She had an apologetic look on her face.

"Hey, I'm the one who made you like this."

"For the safety of my family Qingli, no matter how hard I suffer, I am willing."

Jun Aohan said affectionately.

"You can't go on like this."

Ye Qingli looked worried.

"Your current attack of cold poison is getting more and more serious every time. If this continues, you will lose your pulse and eventually become terminally ill."

(End of this chapter)