She frowned slightly, "Nima, why did she seem to smell a smell of Chinese medicine?"
He opened his mouth obediently and drank the water handed to him. When his throat was no longer so dry, he couldn't help but want to speak.
She was now eager to know which dynasty she had worn.
"Now……"
"Shut up." Xuanyuan Che opened his thin lips coldly, and his words made Yu Qianqian deflate. She could only look pitifully at the handsome and domineering Xuanyuan Che in front of her.
Xuanyuan Che also followed her gaze, sat back and continued reading calmly.
He admits that he has never been a kind person. He saved her just because he saw the smile on the corner of her lips.
What kind of girl can still laugh even when she is seriously injured and on the verge of death? Yes, he is just curious. In fact, Prince Che, who has always faced the world with a cold face, also has an unknown dark side and...
Bad taste.
When I heard the flute sound of "Yellow Spring", I didn't feel crazy at all, and it didn't even have any influence at all.
Diyin killed people without a shadow, and even a deaf person would be hurt to a certain extent. What's more, he had no intention of letting anyone survive at that time.
Yu Qianqian found to her dismay that she had turned into a delicate and frail little woman of four or five years old.
God, man, God! With such a small body, even if he wants to do something, he is not qualified!
In the next half month, Yu Qianqian never felt the feeling of being bedridden in her previous life, but in this life she completely realized the pain.
She was wrapped up like a mummy and had to be waited on by three people to go to the toilet, but she couldn't bear it.
To recuperate her body, she could not eat or eat meat for the time being. She could only eat porridge, but she could bear it.
She was injured and couldn't get out of bed or blow in the air. She could only lie in bed and roll her eyes every day, but she couldn't bear it.
But, damn, she really wants to turn over the table! If she can’t take a bath, how about giving her a bath? There’s no need to throw her into a medicine bucket and soak her for two hours every day, then take her out and wrap her like wontons!
Do you know that I hate the smell of Chinese medicine the most! Qingshui, is there such a thing as Qingshui in this poor place!?
It doesn't matter if I can't eat. I was used to eating Western food in my previous life, so I don't care. However, she eats plain porridge every day. Do you think she is a monk? Can't she eat meat? Can I give her a bowl of plain noodles?
She can't go out. It's not convenient for her to move. She also knows now that she is powerless. But can you not treat me as a vegetative state? I am not a corpse and can sit up!
Also, from the day she woke up, this person who seemed to be a prince used her place as a study room, holding a torn book and reading it every day, completely ignoring the feeling of the person lying on the bed.
Yu Qianqian felt sadly that the handsome guy Shenma's sincerity was unreliable.
In the last life, a certain guy with a nice voice and good looks was a lunatic. He proposed with a gun and sent her directly to this crappy place.
In this life, this person with a nice and handsome voice, who was angry with both men and gods, was a calm emperor, and his personality exploded to save her.
She wondered, did she end up like this because she didn't usually burn incense and worship Buddha?
On the tenth day of lying dead, she was finally able to get out of bed on her own. Yu Qianqian sighed again...