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Chapter 190 What’s wrong with the King of Zhenbei?

Seeing him eat a candied date in a few seconds, Qin Shuhuang tasted it while making the soup. The recipe prepared by the master was extremely bitter. It would be okay if the soup was boring, like Xie Xuanye was fed by her spoonful just now. , the bitter taste has been extended several times, and a candied date may not be able to suppress the bitter medicinal taste in the mouth.

Xie Xuanye finished the candied dates in his mouth, and Qin Shuhuang fed him another one.

After feeding Qin Shuhuang asked worriedly: "Is it still bitter?"

Xie Xuanye shook his head.

In fact, he felt it was not bitter at all. If Qin Shuhuang could give him medicine like this every time, he could drink ten more bowls of medicine like this.

The reason why he ate the candied dates so quickly was because he wanted Qin Shuhuang to feed him another one.

At this moment, if Xie Dian was around, he would be stunned.

He had asked the prince to take medicine before, but he had asked his grandfather to tell his grandmother, and he had told her a thousand times, so the prince could barely take a few sips. Why did he come to the eldest princess and drink a bowl of medicine so casually?
The decoction contains sleeping ingredients. After Xie Xuanye woke up from the illness, his body was weak and what he needed most was rest.

Qin Shuhuang put the medicine bowl aside and said to Xie Xuanye: "After drinking the medicine, Your Majesty, please sleep for a while."

Xie Xuanye nodded.

Qin Shuhuang helped him lie down again.

After tucking Xie Xuanye into bed, she planned to go out in order to let Xie Xuanye rest well, and ordered Xie Zhuo and others to keep watch and keep the surrounding quiet.

Just as he was about to leave, someone grabbed his wrist.

Qin Shuhuang was startled, then turned around and saw Xie Xuanye's slender but pale hand tightly grasping her wrist.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

Xie Xuanye's eyelashes trembled, covering the light in his deep eyes, "Your Highness, can you stay with me for a while?"

In her impression, Brother Can Wang was a taciturn and strong man who rarely showed such fragile emotions. Qin Shuhuang's hard heart softened immediately.

Although she didn't speak, she sat back in the armchair next to the bed.

The meaning is self-evident.

Xie Xuanye's eyes lit up.

He did not let go of the hand that grabbed Qin Shuhuang's wrist, but instead pulled Qin Shuhuang's hand into the quilt.

Moving down Qin Shuhuang's slender wrist, a big calloused palm soon grasped Qin Shuhuang's soft little hand.

Qin Shuhuang looked at Xie Xuanye in surprise, he had already closed his eyes.

When Qin Shuhuang thought that Xie Xuanye had closed his eyes and rested, Xie Xuanye's low and slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Your Highness, it was my fault. Please punish me."

Qin Shuhuang frowned, "What's wrong with the prince?"

Xie Xuanye smiled bitterly and said, "During the wedding, I concealed the fact that His Highness was poisoned. Even the best doctors couldn't distinguish the poison I was poisoned with. There is little hope of detoxifying me in this life. If there is no cure for my poison, my body will It's getting worse and worse, and in the end it will only hurt His Highness..."

Qin Shuhuang tilted his head and looked at Xie Xuanye, who was lying on the bed, holding her hand, his eyelashes trembling so much that he didn't dare to open them, "Now that the prince realizes his mistake, how can he make up for me?"

At this moment, Xie Xuanye did not dare to open his eyes. He was afraid of seeing Qin Shuhuang's cold and accusatory eyes.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, and his face, which was already bad due to the illness, became even paler and bloodless.

After a while, Xie Xuanye seemed to have gone through several struggles in his heart before he said something in despair, "I have been poisoned since I was a child. Although Xie Dian tried his best to help me suppress the toxins in my body, the poisons have slowly disappeared over the past two years. It has affected my body, and in another year or two, I am afraid it will be more serious. If His Highness regrets marrying me, you can divorce me..."

(End of this chapter)