Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 467
Who doesn't know that the prince can barely hear a few words when Miss Su is around.

It's good now, Miss Su is not at the house, the prince is ill and has a temper, he refuses to see people, eat, and take medicine, so these slaves can only watch anxiously, how dare they come forward!

Furthermore, although it is said that the feet are grounded, if something happens to the prince, how will the emperor explain it?

Between the emperor and King Cheng...

Those who are slaves, who can provoke them.

The butler was also worried at first, but when he heard Qiuyue's words and looked at Qiuyue again, his eyes lit up, and a thought popped up from the bottom of his heart,
"I have an idea, maybe I can try it."

Qiuyue: "What do you mean?"

"My lord is sick now. If I want to get better, I have to find a way to get my lord to take medicine."

Qiuyue: "I take it for what you said!
The medicine is here, just warmed up, if you are capable, you can bring it in yourself.

Anyway, I can't. "

Butler: "I mean what you just said is right!"

"..."

"My lord usually listens to Miss Su's advice the most. Although Miss Su is not here now, Miss Su's clothes are still in Xiyuan.

Qiuyue, you and Chunhe often serve Miss Su by her side.

You and Chunhe know what Ms. Su likes on weekdays.

Right now, Chunhe is ill, and you are the one who can help the prince. "

"You mean..." Qiuyue understood what the housekeeper meant, and immediately shook her head.

"No, if the prince recognizes me, I will definitely die."

How can the prince be provoked by her.

No.

She has no guts.

"Your Majesty, you have seen the situation.

Since the prince fell ill, the situation has been bad.

It's fine if you don't want to drink the medicine, but now you can't even eat properly.

Think about it, what day is this?
It's already the seventh day, we slaves, don't we think of a way to just do this and watch?

The prince is precious and precious. Although the emperor temporarily restrained the prince's feet, if there is something wrong with the prince and the emperor pursues it, what good will happen to us? "

When Qiuyue heard this, she bit her lip, her face full of confusion.

The housekeeper said again, "Besides, think about it, Miss Su usually wears a veil.

You are serving by Miss Su's side.

Put on Miss Su's usual bun, put on Miss Su's clothes, and wear a veil.

The prince is sick and mentally weak, how can he recognize it?

As long as you coax the prince to drink the medicine, and then say something to make the prince feel at ease, won't it be enough? "

Seeing that Qiuyue was still hesitating, unable to pay attention, the housekeeper stepped up again,
"The top priority is, the prince's health is important."

In the inner room of the room, Yu Wenjing closed his eyes and heard the rustling sound of the door.

A faint medicinal fragrance floated in the air.

is bitter.

Yu Wenjing didn't open his eyes, he lay down on the bed decadently, picked up the things beside him and threw them out, and exhaled a feeble 'get out'.

The footsteps continued.

A figure landed beside the bed.

Not only was the fragrance of medicine floating in the air, but there was also a vaguely familiar aura.

Yu Wenjing's eyelids moved, he opened his eyes, and turned his head sideways.

What caught the eye in the haze was light blue clothes.

There was finally a fluctuation in the slender eyes.

He supported the bed with one hand and got up from the bed, with messy hair behind him.

He stretched out his skinny hand to pull the sleeve of the person in front of him, and whispered between his lips,

"Yingxiu..."

(End of this chapter)