Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 175 The Consequences of Willfulness
"Sister-in-law, how about sitting down for a while?" Feng Yanli said with a smile.

Just as Nalan Qing wanted to sit down, she saw Nalan Ying's furrowed brows. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Qing'er still has something to do. She wants to accompany Sister Yan'er to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager, so she won't sit down!"

"It's easy to leave!" Nalan Ying said with a frown.

"The Ninth Concubine and His Highness the Prince will take good care of themselves!" Nalan Qing's eyes flashed with resentment, but she concealed it well, and then hurried away with her servants go out.

"It really disturbed the interest of having breakfast!" Nalan Ying said dissatisfied.

"Why bother with your stomach, keep eating!" Feng Yanli took the spoon in her hand and took a mouthful of ginseng soup by himself.

Nalan Ying watched Feng Yanli finish eating, then sat down at the table, ate a few bites hastily, and asked Qiuyue to clean up the table.

"Why do you eat so little?" Feng Yanli frowned and looked at her.

"No appetite!" Nalan Ying replied casually.

"What's wrong? Is the food in Zhaohua Palace not to your liking?" Feng Yanli looked at her worriedly.

"No!" Nalan Ying was afraid that he would think too much, so she quickly denied it.

"Is there something on your mind?" Feng Yanli looked at her suspiciously.

"No!" Nalan Ying concealed uncomfortably.

Feng Yanli gave her a meaningful look, then leaned against the brocade quilt, and stopped talking.

Nalan Ying glanced at him, and saw that he half-closed his eyes, she opened her mouth, but swallowed back what she was about to say.

"Ying'er!" Feng Yanli softly called her name.

"En!" Nalan Ying bowed her head in response.

"Are you repelling me?" Feng Yanli asked lightly.

"Ah?" Nalan Ying's face turned pale when he poked his heart into it.

"I got it right?" Feng Yanli felt bitterness in his heart, but he had to keep a gentle smile on his face, he was afraid of causing a heavy psychological burden to her.

"Feng Yanli, I will leave when I find out who killed me!" Nalan Ying finally mustered up her courage and said.

Hearing these words suddenly, Feng Yanli felt his chest churning, the ginseng soup he drank just now poured into his throat, making him want to spit it out almost uncontrollably, but he forced it down .

"You promised me, didn't you? You said you would let me go!" Seeing that Feng Yanli was speechless, Nalan Ying hurriedly grabbed his arm and said.

"Ying'er, let me go!" Feng Yanli said extremely weakly.

"Feng Yanli?" Nalan Ying looked at him suspiciously, she didn't realize that something was wrong with him until she saw his face turned pale, she quickly supported his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Call Mr. Ni!" Feng Yanli whispered.

"Okay!" Nalanying ran out in a hurry, calling Qiuyue loudly, telling her to call Mr. Ni over as soon as possible, but before she turned around, she only heard a muffled groan, it was Feng Yanli's punch that hit him. over that wall.

"What are you doing?" Nalan Ying rushed to his side in a hurry, without even thinking about it, she directly protected his hands in her arms.

"I hate myself!" Feng Yanli said in a low voice.

"Why do you hate yourself, Feng Yanli, you are so stupid, why do you hate yourself?" Nalan Ying looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Because I can't protect you!" Feng Yanli said with difficulty.

"Feng Yanli, you know I'm not leaving here because of this, why do you say that?" Nalan Ying looked at Feng Yanli sadly.

"You are here for the Dark Lord, aren't you?" Feng Yanli said, looking into her eyes with burning eyes.

"Yes!" Nalan Ying nodded vigorously.

"You love him very much? Are you so impatient to go out of the palace to find him?" Feng Yanli's tone was trembling uncontrollably.

Nalan Ying's body shook, and she turned her head to look at Feng Yanli, only to see his eyes were bright, and those long and narrow phoenix pupils were brighter than ever.

"Yes, I love him!" Nalan Ying said word by word.

Feng Yanli's eyes suddenly dimmed, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, and the heart that was originally raised suddenly let go, and he said softly: "You haven't seen his appearance!"

"It's not his appearance that I love!" Nalan Ying said proudly.

"If he was an ugly monster, would you be so persistent?" Feng Yanli's eyes lost the gloom, and a relaxed smile replaced it.

"Why do you ask me such a stupid question? How can my feelings for him be changed because of his appearance?" Nalan Ying could not help but stare at him.

"Yes, my question is stupid!" Feng Yanli laughed suddenly.

"Are you okay?" Nalan Ying looked at him with a relaxed expression, and asked him suspiciously.

At this time, Mr. Ni was also called by Qiuyue, and he hurried in with a medicine box on his back. When he saw the villain talking and laughing, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise.

"Just now, he was not feeling well!" Nalan Ying hurriedly blinked at Mr. Ni and said.

"Oh, it turns out that His Royal Highness is not feeling well!" Mr. Ni hastily put down his medicine box and went to help Feng Yanli diagnose his pulse.

"It's all right, Mr. Ni, I'll trouble you to run!" Feng Yanli said with a smile.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Nalan Ying frowned and looked at Feng Yanli.

"What?" Feng Yan looked at Nalan Ying in bewilderment.

"Just now when Mr. Ni didn't come, you looked so pale, and you said to call Mr. Ni to come. Now that Mr. Ni is here, you look like a normal person. Isn't this intentional? What is it?" Nalan Ying Stared at him dissatisfied.

"I'm really not!" Feng Yanli was left speechless by Nalan Ying's words, and there was only a thin wry smile on the corner of his lips.

"Let me check the pulse first!" Mr. Ni said and put his hand on Feng Yanli's arm.

Mr. Ni frowned first, then glanced at Feng Yanli without any trace and said: "Ni reminded His Royal Highness not to fluctuate too much!"

"No problem!" Feng Yanli said with a faint smile.

"Your Highness, if this continues, I'm afraid the wound will take longer to recover. Could it be that Your Highness enjoys the time lying on the bed very much?" Ni Fan frowned.

"Mr. Ni!" When Na Qiuyue heard that Ni Fan seemed to be reprimanding the Ninth Prince, she nervously called out to him.

"It's okay!" Feng Yanli said with a gentle smile.

"Yes!" Qiuyue glanced at Nalan Ying and then at Feng Yanli, with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Your Highness's injury is healed by meditation. The so-called anger hurts the body. If you don't cherish yourself like this, I'm afraid even Ni's medical skills will be powerless!" Ni Fan said with a frown.

"Mr. Ni, is it that serious?" Nalan Ying looked at him nervously.

"The wound itself was very painful. Fortunately, you treated it in time. The poison did not enter the internal organs, but it also hurt the root. This is the reason why the wound has never closed. So, don't let him work because of something. Be careful, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!" Mr. Ni confessed.

(End of this chapter)