But now there is no way to pursue these matters, so Zhongli Mowen had to give up. Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's sleeping face, Zhongli Mowen suddenly felt that even if this girl is like this, it is not bad, at least she suits him very well.
of mind.
"Your Majesty, the hangover soup is ready." Qiu Yan carefully brought the hangover soup in, but she didn't expect Su Xiaoxiao to fall asleep so quickly, which was a bit difficult to handle.
"Put the sobering soup there, as long as I'm here." Zhongli Mowen said, signaling Qiu Yan to step back.
Qiu Yan looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping soundly on the couch, and had nothing to say. She just responded, pushed the door open and left. It seemed that the prince really felt sorry for the princess. Now the wife's spirit in heaven should be able to rest in peace.
Although Su Xiaoxiao didn't drink much fruit wine at all, judging from the way she looked, she probably wouldn't feel very comfortable when she got up tomorrow morning. So Zhongli Mowen picked Su Xiaoxiao up and leaned against him, using one arm to hold the whole body
Trap Su Xiaoxiao to prevent her from moving.
Then he picked up the hangover soup and wanted to feed Su Xiaoxiao some, but it seemed that Su Xiaoxiao was sleeping a little deeply and refused to drink anything. The bowl brought to his mouth was almost knocked over, but fortunately Zhongli didn't
Wen's quick eyes and quick hands were able to hold the entire bowl steady.
"Hurry up and finish this drink for me." After all, no one has ever made me worry so much, so Zhongli Mowen was obviously a little angry. But seeing Su Xiaoxiao sleeping without any signs of waking up, Zhongli Mowen
Wen also had to suppress his temper.
I really don’t know if I owed this little girl in my previous life, and it seems that I am here to collect debts in this life. After sighing, Zhongli Mowen took a sip into his mouth, and then started feeding Su Xiaoxiao.
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Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao didn't react too much, so every drop of the hangover soup left in the bowl went into Su Xiaoxiao's stomach.
After finally settling Su Xiaoxiao's matter, Zhongli Mowen truly felt relieved. He raised his head and looked at the scenery outside the window. It was as quiet as before.
It's just that the quieter and darker the place, the darker things will be born, and often the most dangerous things happen quietly in such silent nights.
"What? This idiot has just been here for more than a month, and he is able to harm you like this. He is really capable." A man's voice whispered quietly somewhere in Suzulan Pavilion.
"Humph, it's not all your fault." Linglan said and turned her head away, ignoring the man who came to visit late at night. "If you hadn't betrothed her to that sick prince, would she be so majestic now?
?" Ling Lan now thinks about what Su Xiaoxiao did to her, and still feels itching with hatred.
I wish she would die right away, but there is currently no way to deal with that fool, because no one can figure out what a fool does.
"Blame me? Haha..." The man's voice laughed so charmingly, "It's really rare that a little beauty like you can blame others for your troubles. Where did the voluptuousness you used to have go?" the man said.
Suzuran hooked her arms, and her big hands roamed around Suzuran's body.
"Huh, even if it works, what's the use to a man who's already gone?" Ling Lai seemed to sneer at some aspects of Zhongli Mowen.