Huangfu Jin was stunned for a while because she agreed so easily. He didn't even understand what this little woman was thinking. She was clearly thinking about another man, but she didn't reject him as her husband, nor did she
reject.
Even answered so easily.
Can he really understand that she is a woman who can do whatever she wants? She will give it to anyone who wants it.
Huangfu Jin immediately rejected this idea. Although he still didn't understand this woman very well, he was sure that the woman he was holding was definitely not the harem he had been calling before.
Xiaoqian moved her seat towards Huangfu Jin, but as if she thought of something, she stood up from the bed, "Your Majesty, wait!"
With these words behind her, she trotted open the bedroom door and ran out.
After a while, Xiao Qian didn't come back, and Huangfu Jin felt a little disappointed.
"It seems that she still doesn't like to be with me." Huangfu Jin made a bitter sound, pulled the quilt and was about to lie down, when the door was gently pushed open.
Huangfu Jin turned his head and saw Xiao Qian walking in carefully carrying a bowl of ginger soup.
Seeing her, Huangfu Jin couldn't help but smile.
"Your Majesty, please drink this first to get rid of the cold." Xiao Qian walked to Huangfu Jin with the ginger soup and continued: "I don't know what's going on with Duo'er. The imperial doctor hasn't come yet.
.”
There was a bit of reproach in her tone.
"Qianqian, did you go to cook this for me just now?" Huangfu Jin took the ginger soup from Xiaoqian's hand with a faint smile in his eyes.
"Yes. The servants are all asleep, so I won't call them." Xiao Qian nodded and naturally stretched out her hand to wipe away the cold sweat on Huangfu Jin's forehead. Her actions made the smile in Huangfu Jin's eyes deepen.
.
But when he thought that she still had another man in her heart, his smile stopped.
"Your Majesty, drink quickly, don't be stunned." Seeing Huangfu Jin stunned, Xiao Qian reminded him.
Without saying much, Huangfu Jin drank the ginger soup in his hand.
"How is it? Does it taste good?" Xiao Qian blinked and stared at Huangfu Jin and asked.
"What can a bowl of ginger soup taste like?" Huangfu Jin glanced at her pretending to be unhappy, but in fact he was so happy that he wanted to hold her in his arms.