Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 539 [Fanwai] I love you, the taste of loneliness (2)

"Master Concubine Huihun, Master Jiuzhao gave it to my minister—it's just... Your Majesty doesn't want to drink it."

"Fry another pair and hand it over to Ben Gong."

The female imperial doctor visibly trembled, looked up at me, nodded quickly, took back the medicine cup from my hand, and left in a panic.

I didn't go into her bedroom, I just waited outside, waiting for Yaori's bowl of soup.

When the guards at the gate saw me coming to bring the medicine, they also showed a surprised expression. They wanted to report, but I stopped them——I just want them to open the door and let me in.

Yao Ri was reviewing memorials in her bedroom, she was very sensitive to the disgusting taste of the medicine.Before I approached, she buried her head there, covered her nose with her hand, and said, "Take it—get out! I don't want to drink this..."

"Could you say that more aggressively?" I went up to her—

The pen in Yao Ri's hand trembled... The painting ruined her memorial, she didn't dare to look up, for fear that I was just a phantom in her dream.

"Why did you come to my bedroom?"

"I'm still your male concubine, you haven't abandoned me—" I sat by her bed, took the pen and ink from her hand, and put the medicine on the low table on the bed. Replace the memorial in front of her.

I picked up those things, put them aside, and I said, "Drink...unless you want to die faster."

Yao Ri smiled coldly: "Jiuzhao told you all? Are you here to sympathize with me?"

"No. I still hate you—because you owe blood to my soul family!"

"Then leave me alone... I said before, you and I are destined to die."

"That's what you said, I didn't admit it." I went to the table beside me to get a clean teacup, just like when we first met a year ago, I poured the black soup from the medicine cup into the cup He handed it to her, "Take it as your favorite tea and drink it up."

Yao Ri shook his head vigorously, and said: "It's useless... No matter how much I drink, I still can't get rid of my fate."

"What if you can live an extra hour if you drink an extra sip?" 
"Is it meaningful to live so long?"
I didn't answer right away, I took her cold hand and held the back of her hand to clink the glass myself.I said, "If you live an extra hour, you can listen to what I have to say for an extra hour."

PS: I have been busy writing new stories recently, so the speed here may be a bit slower, try to update 4 times a day, at least 3 times, and the episode will end next week or this week.

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