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Chapter 624 Blackening the Prince’s Pretty Empress 23
Feng Zi was indeed a little angry at first.

But this anger was not directed at Ah Zhao.

When Ah Zhao softened his voice, he was actually ready to go down the steps.

but……

He didn't expect that Ah Zhao thought he was angry and made such a childish action.

pull sleeves.

It is very childish and intimate behavior.

Fengzi... enjoys it a bit.

So, there was such a dark feeling in his heart... and he continued to sulk his face.

He wanted to see, if he continued to be "angry", what would the queen mother do?
What did Ah Zhao do?

She took a very careful look at Feng Zi, and found that he seemed to be still angry.

Ugh.

She sighed inwardly.

"Your Majesty, I really have nothing to do." She took the initiative to grab Feng Zicui's hand that was placed by her side.

Fengzi: "!"

His hand was pulled by a soft hand and pressed against Ah Zhao's forehead.

Soft to the touch.

He lowered his eyes, and met A Zhao's black and white eyes: "Touch it yourself, the fever has subsided."

Feng Zi withdrew his hand extremely reluctantly, his expression finally calmed down.

It's not that he was really coaxed, but...

If you don't go down this level again, you don't know what the queen mother will do.

If she did something else, Fengzi couldn't guarantee that she would be able to restrain herself like this.

At this time, the gentle voice of the palace servant came from the outer hall: "Report to Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, the empress dowager's medicine is ready."

"Come in." Feng Zi said upon hearing the words.

The confidant of Fuhua Palace came up with a tray.

On the tray, apart from a bowl of black medicinal soup, there was also a small dish of golden candied fruit.

"Put down the medicine and step back." Fengzi ordered.

The palace people followed suit.

As soon as Ah Zhao saw the black medicine, there was an undisguised look of disgust on his face.

However, if she dislikes it, she also knows that if she doesn't drink the medicine, it will be herself who will suffer if her condition becomes serious.

So she consciously prepared to lift the quilt and get up to drink the medicine.

Then just as she lifted a quilt, her hand was held down.

?

Ah Zhao looked up at Feng Zi in confusion.

Feng Zi got up very naturally, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, and sat back on the bed.

"...Thank you." Azhao thought that Fengzi was taking care of her sickness and not letting her get up, so she was a little grateful.

She stretched out her hand to pick up the medicine bowl.

However, Feng Zi did not move.

Ah Zhao: "?"

Meeting her puzzled eyes, Feng Zi smiled: "The queen mother is sick, so let the son serve the mother and take medicine."

serve?

Ah Zhao blinked, was that what she understood?

She was still thinking in a daze, when she saw Fengzi holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, scooping up a spoonful of medicine.

It's like a gesture of feeding medicine.

It turned out that he really wanted to give medicine.

Ah Zhao was surprised for two seconds, and then fell into an inexplicable pride: She is the only one who can let the emperor feed the medicine himself, right?
There is a faint little pride!
Of course, on the surface, she still had to be polite: "I can do it myself, how can I let Your Majesty do such a thing."

Feng Zi looked down at the medicine bowl in his hand, and smiled lightly: "I should be filial to my mother."

Azhao looked at Feng Zi, and always felt that the other party's smile was a little creepy.

But if you think about it carefully, first, he is his son in name.Second, he is his own man.

It's just a matter of feeding a medicine.

Thinking of this, Ah Zhao opened his mouth along with the soup medicine handed over without any burden.

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Third more.

I have a hunch that I will probably fail to be a new person today, and it is estimated that I will follow the international practice.

I'd better lie flat and continue my fish life.

(End of this chapter)