Chapter 128: It is definitely impossible to make a promise with your body
Su Qingyi was already very embarrassed because Concubine Yin was overworked just now, and now Dugu Che stayed to feed herself medicine...
So embarrassing...
Although she was embarrassed, Su Qingyi still opened her mouth and drank, "Well... let Cui Oriole come."
Dugu Che didn't say anything and continued to feed her.
Su Qingyi had no choice but to open her mouth and drink obediently
Being fed medicine by them was a kind of torture. Who knew what medicine the imperial doctor prescribed? It was so painful that she could no longer feel her tongue. But the imperial concubine personally fed the medicine, so she couldn't refuse or act coquettishly. Dugu Che fed it... that's even more impossible.
It would be great if Dugu Chen came to feed her. She would still have room to refuse, make a splash or something...
In her wild thoughts, she had finished drinking the medicine. Su Qingyi frowned in pain, but did not dare to say anything. She just wanted to wait for Dugu Che to leave quickly, and then let Cui Li pour her tea and rinse her mouth.
Dugu Che handed the medicine bowl to Cui Li, then took out a pill from his sleeve and handed it to Su Qingyi's lips.
Dugu Che's wrist exuded a faint floral fragrance. Su Qingyi subconsciously smelled it a few more times before opening her mouth to take the pill. The pill was like ice and melted in her mouth. For a moment, Su Qingyi felt a cold sensation on the tip of her tongue, which was sweet but not sweet.
The greasy floral aroma immediately spreads in your mouth
"Wow..." Su Qingyi opened her eyes slightly. This thing is really good. If I had known there was such a thing, taking medicine wouldn't have been so painful!!
"Um..." Su Qingyi said hesitantly, "What is this thing called?"
Dugu Che was slightly startled, with a somewhat lonely look in his eyes "Ningxiang Pill"
In the past, Su Qingyi always loved to get sick, but when he was sick, he was afraid of the bitterness of the medicine, so he refused to drink it every time. After returning home, he searched through medical books and found the method of making Ningxiang Pills, and then made Ningxiang Pills for her overnight.
Sure enough, she had forgotten
"It's so amazing. How did you do it?" Su Qingyi said with a wink. She learned how to ask her servants to make a dozen or eight boxes of spare supplies for her. She no longer had to cry in pain.
Dugu Che lowered his eyes and did not look at her. "Use eighteen kinds of petals to extract the flower juice, mix it with the dew on the green bamboo leaves, then grind it into powder with fine rice, mix it with it, control the heat and cook it for eighty-eight hours..."
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"Well..." Su Qingyi's mind was confused, "Well... can you lend me the person who made Ningxiang Pills and ask him to make more for me to keep?"
Dugu Che raised his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and said calmly: "I made this with my own hands."
Su Qingyi opened her eyes slightly
What...what?! With your own hands?! What are the eighteen kinds of petals that are dew-like and eighty-eight hours...
No wonder Dugu Che's face looks so haggard. Could it be that he has been busy doing this all the time?
Ah ah ah, why is he like this again? What should she say...
Say thank you? How can thank you be enough... What else can you do? It is definitely impossible to promise someone with your body...
Seeing Su Qingyi's complicated expression, Dugu Che said calmly: "You don't have to think too much. I needed some Ningxiang Pills to make them myself. I just saw that you were in pain when taking the medicine, so I took one by the way..."
Hearing what Dugu Che said, Su Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah... that's good..."
Seeing Su Qingyi's relieved look, Dugu Che felt a suffocation in his heart gradually swallowing him up.
"You rest, I'm leaving first." Dugu Che stood up and left.
Looking at Dugu Che's back, Su Qingyi sighed, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.