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Chapter 62: He Doesn't Understand After All

Such sounds were accompanied by Su Qi's breathing, quietly exiled in the silent room.

Qiu Zimo held the medicinal soup in her hand, walked through the corridor, and hurried to Su Qi's room.

Xiao Hen stood in front of the window and looked at Qiu Zimo's anxious attitude. The feeling was very much like a mother's care for her children.

This made Xiao Hen's hidden emotions suddenly flood into his mind.

Since I was born in an emperor's family, I have never known what the love of a mother and concubine is like.

His mother-in-law was kind to him to the extreme.

And this kind of extreme makes him fight overtly and covertly in constant competition, and secretly plot against Chen Cang.

I still remember when she was a child, she asked her mother and concubine whether the human heart is cold or hot?

The mother-in-law hugged him tightly, and her tears wet his front.

She said, Hen'er, we are heartless people. Your heart has no warmth and is destined not to have any emotions.

I didn't understand what my mother meant at the time, so I asked childishly, "Mother, please listen to the sound of my heart beating. How could I not have a heart?"

The mother-in-law raised her face, and Xiao Hen saw the tears covering his face.

The mother-in-law said: Hen'er, not only can you not have a heart, but your blood must also turn cold. Only in this way can you have a chance to grow in Dayang Kingdom.

Later, Xiao Hen realized that his mother and concubine's extreme love did not make him feel warm.

In Dayang Country, the hidden self has no superfluous emotions except hatred.

Since coming to Daning, I have met a stubborn disciple like Su Qi. Based on his character, not getting entangled with him is the best solution, but for some reason, I still get entangled with him.

As time goes by, I seem to have more inexplicable emotions, such as anger, depression, ridicule, joy, and occasionally irritability.

Xiao Hen looked at Su Qi lying on the bed, and didn't understand why he had any unspeakable emotions towards a man who insulted him over and over again.

The most important thing is that even with a trace of unnecessary emotion, he can't describe what it feels like.

Only later did Xiao Hen realize that it was a fall.

Will people without heart also fall?

Xiao Hen still didn't understand.

Qiu Zimo came in, Xiao Hen stood up, walked to the bed and took the medicine she brought over.

"Master also knows medical skills??????????"

Xiao Hen suddenly wondered, Qiu Zimo should have asked the doctor from Daying to come over to see Su Qi at this time, but why did she come over with the boiled medicine? Don't she want to diagnose Su Qi's condition?

"Young Master Xiao is just kidding. I only know a little bit about it. Su Qi just got wet in the rain and caught a cold last night and had a fever. I was afraid that running back and forth would delay Su Qi's condition, so I explained Su Qi's condition to the doctor and prescribed some medicine.

Once built, it will be delivered to you to save time.”

Qiu Zimo said as she pulled up the quilt covering Su Qi's mouth, took out the silk handkerchief from her sleeves and gently wiped the sweat from the tip of Su Qi's nose, then took the medicinal soup from Xiao Hen's hand and fed it one by one.

Su Qi.

Xiao Hen watched Qiu Zimo put the forehead medicine soup in the spoon to her mouth and blow it to cool it, then raised Su Qi's chin with one hand, slowly fed the soup into Su Qi's mouth, and then wiped it gently with a silk handkerchief.

Holding the decoction left on the corner of Su Qi's lips.

Such delicate and gentle movements made Xiao Hen suddenly think, is this how my mother feels?

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