Under Qiye's care, her body seemed to be much stronger than before.
He smiled, found a comfortable position, and then fell asleep
In a daze, I heard Qiye's voice: "Have you gone to bed? Have you had lunch?"
His voice was somewhat deliberately suppressed, low and nice to hear.
Lan Xin's voice came next, thin and small, but she still heard it clearly: "No"
"Nonsense!" Qiye suddenly scolded him in a low voice. Qian Shang could feel the anger on Qiye.
A smile appeared on his lips. He was always like this. In Jingxin Pavilion, he got angry easily and completely lost his indifferent look.
However, such anger can often make her think wildly, as if Qiye really cares for her and is not just a temporary infatuation.
After all, Lan Xin had been with Qiye for a long time and was good at handling things. Then she said solemnly: "Miss Qianshang was out in the sun for a long time in the morning, and she just lay down soon. I couldn't bear to disturb her, so I just got ready."
Lunch, waiting for her to wake up."
Although she was the slave next to Qiye, Qian Shang could still feel the trembling in her words when she said these words.
"It's getting more and more ridiculous! If you don't eat, how can your body survive? Not long after I stopped taking the medicine, and it's been ruined like this, is it possible that I want to take that dark, bitter soup every day!" Qiye suppressed his anger a little, picked up his steps, and
Walked into the inner hall
Qian Shang could no longer rest, so she had to raise her head, open her eyes, and met Qi Ye's gaze.
The hearts of both of them suddenly trembled.
Qian Chang turned over and lay on the bed, her long hair spread out, with a bit of laziness and charm, she said softly: "Your Majesty, Qian Chang is not hungry."
