The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Is it...

The medicine is really not bitter. Is everything caused by her psychology?

Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian, then at the decoction in his hand, she was at a loss.

"It's really not bitter, honey, hurry up and drink it while it's hot." Huang Fulian said, scooped up another spoonful of the decoction, and brought it to Jiang Nanyan's lips.

Jiang Nanyan stared fixedly at Huangfulian, and after a while, she decided to believe his words, opened her mouth, and drank the soup. [

In the next second, she seemed to see a ghost, her eyes widened in horror!

This time, Jiang Nanyan was really sure, that bowl of medicine was unbearably bitter!

Every time she took a sip, she felt as if someone was cutting her tongue with a knife.

The spoon with a hint of white water vapor came to Jiang Nanyan's mouth for the third time.

She swallowed, her eyes widened, and she stared at the spoonful of soup for a few moments. Several times, she mustered up the courage to drink it, but she was blocked by the bitter taste before and had to turn her head in frustration.

That medicine is really bitter.

Is it true that Huangfulian can't eat at all?

If Huang Fulian really can't eat it, Jiang Nanyan really doesn't know what to say about him.

"It's too bitter, I can't drink it." She pushed away Huang Fulian's hand, not wanting to experience the feeling of having her tongue cut off again.

"No! For the sake of your body, you must drink these medicines." Huang Fulian scooped up a spoonful of the medicine again, and then handed it to her lips, "Yan'er, have you forgotten what you promised me just now?"