His slender fingers covered the paper bag on the table, he picked it up gracefully, weighed it slightly, then put it down gently, and then said: "This medicine is the princess's life-saving medicine. It can make up for the princess's physical weakness.
Wait for the stew to be cooked for the princess as soon as possible, don’t delay.”
"Yes!" The maid stepped forward, picked up the paper bag, and quickly went out.
Hearing what Chu Junhuan said, Yun Mo's heart had already jumped into her throat. She really wanted to beat herself to death, and then she realized that lies could not be told casually...
The maids of the palace were indeed very fast. After a while, a bowl of black medicinal soup with a gurgling smoke was brought in...
Yun Mo bravely took the medicine soup that night, and her bright eyes began to look around, looking for a way to escape this disaster.
Seeing that she hadn't drank for a long time, the smile in Chu Junhuan's eyes deepened. That was indeed something bad. This Yun Ji was really cunning enough, trying to use her innocence to deceive this king into trusting her, hum...
"Why don't you drink, my dear concubine?" He suppressed his smile, but still looked very concerned.
"Ah... this medicine is a bit hot..." Yun Mo pouted her little mouth in a decent manner and blew a few times on the steam coming out of the medicine.
Wherever her eyes looked at the soup, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. The medicine Murong gave was obviously poison, so why did it turn into such a color after boiling it into a soup? If so, how could it be done?
However, she did not dare to express her suspicions, and just stared at the bowl of soup.
Silence, still silence, a long silence between the two...
Time stands still and I don’t know how much time has passed.
"Beloved concubine?"
"kindness?"
"The soup has gone cold." Chu Junhuan's voice was very gentle, as if to remind him.
"Ah..." Yun Mo agreed absentmindedly. After such a long time, she still hadn't thought of a way to escape. Could it be that her life would end like this?
In a daze, Chu Junhuan stood up from his seat and slowly came to Yun Mo. The faint scent of sandalwood wafted from his sleeves, which made him feel very comfortable.
He stretched out his hand and gently took the bowl from Yun Mo's hand into his own. With a playful smile on his face, he said softly: "Let my husband feed my concubine to drink. My concubine's body is well.
My husband will also have less to worry about."
"Uh..." Yun Mo was still surprised, but those cold hands had already touched her cheeks. After staying for a moment, he handed over the bowl in his other hand, took back the hand, and squeezed her cheeks gently.
Holding the spoon, he gently took a spoonful and handed it to Yun Mo's lips.