Feminine idle prince and handsome husband

Chapter 749 798. Israel's Servant
Nangong Wan stayed in the study alone and couldn't calm down and couldn't keep reading. She thought that since Liu Ruxue and grandson Fengya were playing chess together, why not join in the fun.

It's also lively together, mainly because I'm going to be a mother now, and I can't calm down like before. It's interesting to read alone until midnight. Now I feel a headache when I read the book without three or five lines.

On Liu Ruxue's side, she hurriedly changed her clothes and destroyed the blood-stained clothes, for fear that Nangong Wan would find out that he had a miscarriage and pretend that she was fine.

"Young master, don't worry, the servant has washed all the clothes with his hands, and they are so clean that there is no trace of blood."

"That's fine, I don't worry about your work, come and dress me up, do you see that my face is a little pale and looks bad?" ?

In fact, Liu Ruxue's complexion is not too bad, but it may be because of the redness that it seems that there is a little lack of vitality and blood, a little sallow with some weak white.

"My lord's complexion is indeed a little bad, but it's not uncommon for a pregnant person to have a bad face when the child in his belly is tossing him around. There's no need to be so thorough. My lord is too careful now."

"Be careful sailing for thousands of years, come quickly and dress me up to make me more attractive, so that the prince won't see me so weak."

I touched some face powder and put on red lips. As expected, the red lips really looked more bloody when applied on the lips. Liu Ruxue looked at her appearance in the bronze mirror and felt that it was justified. So what happened, he didn't show paleness and didn't look weak, he just wanted to see Nangong Wan with his best posture forever.

In this case, whenever Nangong Wan thinks of him, she always has a ruddy complexion, so that she can never forget the feeling of pity. A few days ago, he was really too weak. Nangong Wan often saw him with a sallow and thin complexion. Anyone who looked at her pale appearance would think it was a mess.

In fact, thinking about it now, he regrets it in his heart. He regrets that he was too indulged in sadness and did not adjust his appearance and posture. He even felt that he was so helpless at that time that the people around him outshone others and gained a lot of Nangong Wan's favor.

When he regained his composure again, Changsun Fengya was already well-mannered, and even more so, he was alone. It can be seen that during the time when he was depressed, Sun Fengya improved and absorbed as much as he did.

"My lord, the dinner is ready, my lord, let's eat first."

"Don't worry about waiting for the lord. Didn't the lord say that he would come to see me again? How can I eat by myself first? Naturally, I will wait for the lord."

"But my lord, I have to take this anti-natal drug on time. I have seen red twice today, and if I don't take the anti-natal drug on time, it will be too dangerous!"

As soon as Liu Ruxue heard it, it was time to drink the anti-fetal medicine, this had to be done on time, and the child couldn't leave yet.

"Then you bring the soup and medicine first. I'll just drink the medicine first."

"But the doctor told me to eat first and then drink the medicine, it won't hurt my stomach."

"You can go wherever you are told to go! You must wait for the prince to have dinner together."

Ruxue carefully dressed up and even changed into clothes of the same color as before. This thought was to hide the fact that she was about to have a miscarriage, and secondly, she wanted to wait for Nangong Wan with a beautiful appearance. Did the two have dinner together? He valued this dinner very much, and after making such careful preparations, he would naturally have to wait for Nangong Wan.

He didn't even care about drinking the medicine directly without eating to hurt his stomach. After finishing the bowl of bitter medicinal soup, he thought about rinsing his mouth with salt water for fear that his mouth would taste bitter when he spoke.

(End of this chapter)