Prince's Comprehensive Pursuit

Inkstone seems to be very reasonable, but he seems to have said something wrong, "there are many careful girls in the house..."

Inkstone seemed to know what she was thinking, or had already thought out the countermeasures, so he opened his mouth and came, "the Lord doesn't like the opposite sex around him, so the yinshuang courtyard is full of little boys and dark guards, no girls."

It seems that I have been to Regent's palace for so long that I haven't met a girl walking in yinshuang courtyard.

"I see," he whispered, bending down his head, more like death.

He was injured to save her, so it was normal for her to take care of him.

Seeing her promise, inkstone felt relieved. Also because of this curved promise, the next day, she basically rest in the Yin frost courtyard.

Ling Jingyuan, who wakes up, wishes to have Chu curved in his eyes all the time.

Ink stone personally sent the medicine, bending up, ready to let Mo Guan take the medicine to Ling Jingyuan.

But the inkstone was standing in a very far position from the bed and did not move. She turned back and saw that the ink stone put the tray into her hand. "Please bend the girl, my subordinates have to check the mastermind behind the king's injury."

Bent by the tray plug instability, almost forward planting, and then lift the eyes, but early disappeared ink stone figure.

She bit her teeth and stomped her feet angrily, but Ling Jingyuan on the bed was looking at her in a secluded way. "Are you impatient to give me medicine?"

Bending a stiff, turned around, a smile appeared on his face, put the tray on the table, picked up a small bowl and sat by Ling Jingyuan's bed.

"Where can I be impatient? I just think it's more appropriate to do such a thing. After all, he has been with the Lord for many years."

"It's a rude fact that you can't disturb him for a long time. There's no ingenuity. "

Seeing the little girl sitting quietly beside him, the faint fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of his nose. Ling Jingyuan felt that he was willing to be hurt again.

Bending and pretending not to hear the sweet words in his mouth, he handed him the medicine bowl and motioned him to drink it himself.

"My hands are weak and I can't hold the bowl. I'd better feed him in a crooked way." How could he waste such a good opportunity.

He looked at him with wide eyes, as if thinking about how he said such shameless words.

However, no matter how he looked at him, Ling Jingyuan had a very pure and good face. He even argued with a little bit of grievance: "it's not that I play tricks on you, but I'm really injured. The patient..."

Bending forehead, green veins straight jump, OK, she Hello, who let his injury with her can not get rid of the connection.

With such a cognition, he bent to stir the soup cold, and then spoon by spoon fed into Ling Jingyuan's mouth.

Fortunately, he did not make a demon again. After drinking a bowl of medicine, he bent over to take out a handkerchief from his waist to wipe the medicine stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Do you have sugar on your bend?" Ling Jingyuan asked calmly, bending is slow half a beat to know what he is talking about.

Sugar?

"Candied fruit can also be used," Ling Jingyuan also does not care about her silly face, gently asked.

It seems that I have seen it in TV series before. When the ancients drank medicine, they always had to go with a dish of preserved fruit.

She seldom drinks traditional Chinese medicine, so she forgot about it, or did not think that the Regent was also a master who was afraid of hardship.

"I'm not ready. Don't worry. I'll ask the housekeeper."

Bend to put down the bowl, then ready to go outside the house to housekeeper preparation.

But the next few, the body is suddenly rotated