He picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a mouthful with a spoon, blew it gently on his lips, touched the temperature with his lips, and slowly fed it into her mouth.
Tasting the bitter taste, Chu Jiaoli frowned uneasily, subconsciously closed her mouth in repulsion, and the brown medicine slowly flowed over her face.
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and couldn't help but scolded in a low voice: "If you don't like taking medicine, why don't you take good care of yourself?"
He lovingly wiped the medicine that leaked out with a handkerchief, then raised his hand to pinch her mouth, raised his hand to hold a mouthful of medicine, leaned over and put the medicine into her mouth.
After a moment, he put the empty bowl back on the table, considered it, and then asked Jingyue to bring up another bowl of medicine.
The medicine cannot disappear out of thin air. Chu Jiaoli and Linglong will definitely become suspicious when they see the empty bowl. The medicinal effect of the incense is enough to make Linglong sleep until dawn. When the medicine is already cold on the table, it will only make the pharmacy cook it for a while.
Just a bowl.
Beigong Tengxiao applied the warm handkerchief to Chu Jiaoli's swollen eyes, sighed softly, and said: "Li'er, I don't like to see you cry, especially...for me..." It was too late for him to cherish her, and he would not easily forgive anyone who made her sad, but this time it was he who broke her heart.
He originally wanted to put Chu Jiaoli in an inn in the border city, and once the storm was over, he could bring her back in good condition.
A substitute descended from the sky to replace Chu Jiaoli's danger and suffering. As long as he showed superficial favor, he could kill people with a borrowed knife, fight with snipes and clams, and benefit the fishermen.
He thought his plan was perfect, but he missed one point - Chu Jiaoli fell in love with him miserably!
How could she let him be put in danger? How could she sit still after hearing the news about the deposed prince?
He also loved her to the core, but even if she could never regain her past memories, he decided to grit his teeth and accept it.
She loves him so stupidly and cares about him, what more can he ask for? There is no worse ending than her dying again!
There are many dangers at the moment, and the more so, the more he will distance himself from her.
One day, he will smooth over the bumpy road, make the antidote himself, feed it to her, and let her be the crown princess again.
She forgot all the memories of the past, so he took the trouble to tell her word for word.
Warm palms caressed her pale cheeks, and his eyes were soft, full of love that could only be seen for Chu Jiaoli.
Chu Jiaoli seemed to have fallen into a nightmare again, uneasily pulling out her hands from the quilt.
Beigong Tengxiao grabbed her arm and tried to tuck her back into the quilt, then paused slightly and wanted to take it out and hold her hand.
She didn't expect to see that white and soft hand. Her palm was wrapped in layers of white gauze, which looked very heavy.
There was a sudden pain in his heart. What kind of injury is this?!
He carefully opened the gauze, and there were deep or shallow scratches on his palms, as if cut by a sharp weapon. There were new wounds that had not healed recently, and there were also old wounds that had scabbed but not fallen off.
Seeing the old wounds, he could be sure that she was not venting herself after being hit today, but what was that for...
He pursed his thin lips and raised his hand to snap his fingers.
Jingyue came in response, lowered her head and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Bring me my jade incense."
Jingyue was suddenly startled and said, "Has your Majesty been injured?"
Beigong Tengxiao frowned and said: "Stop talking nonsense and bring it!"
"Yes."
After a moment, Beigong Tengxiao opened a small ceramic jar, dipped her slender fingers in plaster, and applied it carefully to her wounds.
Jingyue looked at Beigong Tengxiao who was digging out the ointment without hesitation, and couldn't help but remind her loudly: "Your Majesty, Yu Ningxiang is for life-saving purposes. Last time at the border, Your Majesty cut his wrist and already used up half the can.
Already..."
"Do you want me to leave ugly scars on Li'er's hand?!" Beigong Tengxiao scolded in a low voice.
Jingyue lowered her head and said: "This is not what I mean..."
"Now that she is ill and has neglected to take precautions, you should take this opportunity to find out where the injury on her hand came from." Beigong Tengxiao looked at the wound solemnly and carefully wrapped a new bandage on her.<
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"Yes."
The Palace of the Imperial Concubine.
"Mingjing, my face hurts, can I take off the mask?" Hua Yuejin frowned in discomfort, looking at Chu Jiaoli's face reflected in her own face in the bronze mirror.
After knowing Hua Yuejin for many days, Ming Jing has made a human skin mask that fits her well. After applying it and slightly modifying it, it is no different from the real Chu Jiaoli.
Just to survive, this human skin mask was almost never taken off. Hua Yuejin once suspected that the mask had grown on his face.
Ming Jing pursed her lips, looked at the tightly closed doors and windows, and said in a cold voice: "If your face hurts, I will make some medicine for you. The mask cannot be taken off, just in case His Highness comes..."
Hua Yuejin snorted coldly and said: "For so many days, the prince has never been to my concubine's palace!"
Could it be that... his relationship with Chu Jiaoli was not as strong as she imagined?
Ming Jing frowned slightly and said, "He didn't come, so you should be more vigilant! Did you reveal a flaw?"
Hua Yuejin clenched her fists and said: "Impossible, this is how Chu Jiaoli looks like in my impression. Unless he doesn't love Chu Jiaoli, he can't refuse me."
Ming Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "What does the prince think of that middle palace Huanli?"
Hua Yuejin sneered coldly and said: "What else can I do? Since I entered the palace, the prince has never looked at her."
She rolled her eyes, suddenly bit her lip with some worry, and said, "Mingjing, do you know how to make some medicine that can disfigure people's appearance?"
Ming Jing nodded and said: "Of course I will, what you mean is..."
Hua Yuejin raised her hand to caress her face, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said, "I always feel that keeping her is a disaster. It would be better to ruin her face. The prince can't be interested in an ugly person, right?" The next day.
The rain continued unabated and the sky was still extremely dull. Chu Jiaoli was bedridden, depressed and seemed to be uninterested in anything.
Seeing that the hour on the clock had reached Chen hour, Chu Jiaoli was suddenly startled. She got off the bed and went to the table by the window. Looking at the unbudded Yunlin flowers, she fell to the ground with some dejection.
Linglong, who was walking in with the medicine, was suddenly shocked. She quickly put the medicine on the table and exclaimed: "Empress! What's wrong with you!"
She trotted up behind Chu Jiaoli and heard Chu Jiaoli's whimpering. She couldn't help but frowned in distress and said: "My lady... don't be sad..."
"Yesterday at Youshi, today at midnight, at midnight, I didn't wake up..." Chu Jiaoli had a thick nasal voice, and her crying voice was obvious. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were blurred with tears, looking at Chu Chu pitifully.
Linglong raised her hand and stroked her back, comforting her and said: "My dear, before it was dark yesterday, you sat in the bathtub and fell asleep. You have been sleeping until now. I feel really sorry for you..." p>