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Chapter 350 The King Feeds You
You know, the prince doesn't like slaves who are out of control and noisy, if the prince blames it...

Thinking of this, the servants all around looked at each other in blank dismay, trembling with fear.

However, compared to the fearful and submissive servant, when He Jingmo heard the servant's words, his deep cold eyes swept lightly, and then fell on the bowl of soup on the table beside him.

Seeing this, Hejing Mo's thin lips parted slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"You go back first!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

Hearing He Jingmo's words, the servants who were on tenterhooks breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly exited the Yangxin Pavilion.

For a moment, only He Jingmo and Xia Qiqi were left in the Yangxin Pavilion.

Originally, Xia Qiqi felt happy seeing He Jingmo come back.

However, when he saw that He Jingmo was actually holding her, he walked towards the main hall.

You know, on the table in the main hall, there is that bowl of bitter soup!
Xia Qiqi is now a fire civet, with a sharp nose, even from a distance, she can smell the bitter, nauseating soup.

Not to mention, He Jingmo is now walking towards the hall with her in his arms.

Could it be that He Jingmo planned to let her drink that bowl of soup! ?
Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi paused for a moment, her scalp went numb and her heart trembled with fear. She only felt a strong sense of uneasiness, which quickly surged into her heart.

"Hejingmo, do you want me to drink medicine!? Hejingmo, I'm already cured, I don't need to take medicine anymore, Hejingmo..."

Xia Qiqi opened her mouth, pleading bitterly, but the man in front of her didn't seem to have heard her pleading, just hugged her and walked into the hall.

"Little Maruko, how about drinking the medicine!?"

Sitting quietly on the stool, He Jingmo was holding Xia Qiqi in one hand, and picked up the soup on the table with the other, and handed it to Xia Qiqi.

He Jingmo's tone was so gentle, it made people listen to it like a spring breeze.

Of course, if you ignore the content of the man's words, just listening to the man's deep and sensual voice can be a kind of enjoyment.

But now, after hearing the man's words, and seeing the bowl of soup as black as ink and smelling extremely unpleasant when the man handed it to her, Xia Qiqi felt her entire face turn green.

This is not a decoction, it is simply dichlorvos, okay? ?
If she was really made to drink such a bitter soup, she would rather die!

Thinking of this, Xia Qiqi's pupils widened, filled with fear and resistance.

"He Jingmo, I'm already cured, I don't want to drink medicine!"

Xia Qiqi opened her mouth, her face was full of resistance.

Seeing the little guy in his arms resisting fear, as if what he was holding in his hand was a bowl of poison, He Jingmo felt dumbfounded.

However, He Jingmo also knows that this little guy has always loved to eat, and his mouth is also extremely picky.

It doesn't eat something that doesn't taste good!

Now, let it drink medicine, it is naturally unwilling.

It's just that this little guy looks energetic now, but his voice is slightly hoarse, and it really can't be compared with the clear and melodious voice of the past.

Therefore, He Jingmo knew that the injury on this little guy's neck hadn't healed yet, but he just didn't like to drink medicine.

Thinking of this, He Jingmo's deep cold eyes flickered slightly, and his tone became more and more gentle.

"Xiao Wanzi, you have an injury on your neck, you only need to drink the medicine obediently to heal it, come on, I will feed you..."

(End of this chapter)