Jiang Tingting curled her lips and looked at Feng Limo.
"It's okay."
Feng Limo poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Jiang Tingting, rubbing it down her back.
"Would this be better?"
"I'd better ask the doctor to come and take a look, otherwise I won't worry."
After Jiang Tingting drank some water, he put the tea cup on the table. Looking at the young man's worried face, he raised his hand and pinched his cheek, smiling:
"It's okay, don't you know, I cough a lot."
Feng Limo took Jiang Tingting's hand that was squeezing his cheek, wrapped it in his palm, and frowned.
"How did you get this disease?"
He only knew that she was weak and often coughed.
Jiang Tingting didn’t hide anything.
"I was pushed into the lake when I was a child, and the cold poison eroded the root of the disease."
"Who pushed you?" Feng Limo's expression showed a hint of anger.
"My royal brother."
Feng Limo was stunned when he heard this, a little unbelievable. Brother Huang? Why would someone treat his sister so cruelly?
The young man in the grassland has a pure mind. He has been pampered since he was a child. Affected by his living environment, he is not aware of the intrigues.
Feng Limo was silent for a while, remembering Jiang Tingting's previous remarks about Bei Liguo, and pursed his lips, as if he suddenly understood something.
"Is this the reason why you want to destroy Beili Kingdom?" Feng Limo looked down at Jiang Tingting and asked tentatively.
"It's almost the same, but the main thing is that they are unhappy."
Jiang Tingting's tone was very calm and casual, and there was no special expression on his face. He seemed to be saying something simple and unsurprising.
Feng Limo didn't know why he felt distressed, he felt very distressed. Suddenly he reached out and hugged Jiang Tingting into his arms, covering her firmly under his aura.
"Your royal brother is so bad, doesn't your father care?"
Jiang Tingting felt the boy's hot breath and didn't struggle, finding a comfortable place to lean on.
"I've only met him twice in so many years."
"The first time we met, I was scolded. The second time we met, I was given to your grassland."
"What about your mother?" Feng Limo tightened his arms slightly.
What's going on with these people? They bully such a beautiful and soft little princess instead of pampering her.
"I've never seen you. I passed away after you gave birth to me."
Hearing about the little girl's life experience, Feng Limo's eyes almost overflowed with distress. No wonder she was unhappy with the royal family of Beili Kingdom. He was also very unhappy after hearing that, and wanted to avenge the little girl and regain her position...
"What do you want to do? I'll help you." Feng Limo looked at the girl in his arms without blinking.
Jiang Tingting's eyes were crooked, a smile bloomed on her face, bright and flamboyant, and she slowly opened her lips: "No rush."
Wait until she lets Lu Yun want to taste her poison.
……
Midnight
The door of the side hall where Jiang Tingting was located rang, and then a figure appeared, gently walking around the screen and entering the inner hall...
The man looked at the woman who was covered by the bed curtain, stepped forward, stretched out his long fingers and just opened the layers of gauze, and a silver needle flew out.
Lu Yunyuan was startled and quickly avoided it. The silver needle hit the edge of the mahogany table not far away.
He looked at the person on the bed.
Jiang Tingting leaned against the head of the bed, with the corners of his mouth raised, and a dark and unclear light flashing under his peach blossom eyes.
"What does the Imperial Master want to do when he sneaks into my princess's room in the middle of the night?"
Lu Yunyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled, the smile was very gentle.
"I haven't seen the princess for a long time. I miss her so much."