Assist Xianggong to seize the throne: concubine body six children

Chapter 155 Can You Sit Up (5)

Acacia didn't have any more nightmares that night, probably because Long Shangyang didn't come to disturb her, but she woke up very early, and the sky outside was still dark, only sparsely dotted in the night.

Lying on the bed, Acacia never fell asleep again. After thinking about it, she got dressed, went to the kitchen to make firewood, put the old duck on the small stove for boiling medicine, and slowly stewed the old duck over a low fire. Some home-replenishing herbs were simmered quietly for two or three hours, and when the lid was lifted, the whole kitchen was immediately filled with the aroma of old duck soup.

It was already bright in the east, and Xiangsi specially took the old duck soup in the casserole that boiled the medicine and walked to the peony medicine shop. Xiaozhen was the only one in the medicine shop. Zhao Jing and the two handymen hadn't come yet, Xiangsi brought the casserole in her hand The counter, "Xiaozhen, help me give this soup to that prisoner."

"Which prisoner?" Xiaozhen was busy grabbing the medicine in her hands, and responded casually, "Oh, Xiangsi, look at how busy I am, you can take it in yourself."

Then Xiaozhen waved her away desperately, so Xiangsi had no choice but to pick up the old duck soup and walk in. A dozen or so yamen servants ate and drank around the two Eight Immortals tables. Maybe they didn't sleep enough last night and all of them were listless. The two yamen servants even shouted mockingly, "Our job these days is really hard. You have to listen to the words of a woman from above. Hey... let some people come to watch the prisoners tomorrow. Let me see what she has." The ability to reach the sky..."

Xiangsi ignored those sarcastic remarks, and walked towards the bed. Long Shangxue was still lying on the bed in the same posture as yesterday, with a cloth towel wrapped around her head, her eyes closed tightly, but the tight cloth towels on her hands and feet were stained with blood. Even a little loose, Xiangsi went to check his shackled feet, and scratched some skin.

No wonder all the yamen servants were listless. It seems that he had another trouble last night.

Putting the old duck soup in his hand on the bedside, Xiangsi went back and pulled some cloth towels and hemostatic powder again. When he went back, Long Shangxue had woken up, his eyes no longer had the scarlet scarlet from yesterday, but he still looked straight at him. Look at her, don't move half a point.

"Can you sit up?" Xiangsi put the things on the bed and asked lightly.

(End of this chapter)