There was a scent of agarwood on his body, and he was slightly out of breath while speaking. It was obvious that he had just finished cooking for the front court and rushed to the back hall.
After Yin finished speaking, he glanced at the medicine bowl in Bixue's hand, with half of the medicine left in it. He frowned slightly and said, "Why don't you wait for your master to finish drinking it?"
He glanced at the row of palace maids again and said coldly: "I asked you to serve the nobles, and this is how you stand and make decorations?"
The maids were so frightened that they knelt down one after another and said in a trembling voice: "This slave deserves to die!"
Ji Ling quickly explained: "Your Majesty, I told them not to be busy. I'm not used to having so many people waiting on me all of a sudden."
Bixue was also very panicked.
What are you talking about? That the master is unwilling to take the medicine? Of course it is not good to say that...
But when the emperor asked, he had to reply. Bixue's face turned red for a moment.
Yin glanced at the expressions on the faces of the master and the servant, and he already had a rough idea. He shook his head and said: "Nonsense! Can you bargain for medicine?"
With that said, he took the medicine bowl from Bixue's hand and said with a hint of reproach: "I am here to feed you myself, but I want to see if you drink or not!"
Ji Ling nodded quickly and said with a smile: "Drink! Drink!"
She shrank her chin into the quilt and begged Yin in a low voice: "Your Majesty, let Bixue serve me! Your Majesty is like this, and I feel uneasy!"
Yin was too lazy to pay attention to her. He just snorted, raised his face, and said to the servants beside him: "Everyone, get out."
Bixue hurriedly chased the row of palace maids out, and another palace attendant wisely lowered the curtain.
Yanxi Hall was suddenly separated into a secret world.
Yin glared at Ji Ling.
After all, looking at the person he loved, there was an unconcealable smile in his eyes, but the smile flashed past, and then he concealed it.
Ji Ling looked at the emperor and said with a straight face: "I'm here to feed you."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to scoop up a spoonful of ink-black concoction and blew it carefully.
Ji Ling looked at Yin, with lowered eyelashes and a sharp and smooth side face.
On his graceful and stern features, his expression softened little by little with the curl of heat.
Most of the ministers in the previous dynasty could not have guessed that the resolute and resolute emperor would have such a side in future generations, right?
Yin blew it for a while, took a sip, and tested the temperature.
After just one mouthful, he frowned tightly and turned away. After a while, he sighed and frowned, "Lingling, I can't blame you! It's really too painful."
After he finished speaking, he brought the medicine spoon to Ji Ling's lips and coaxed a child: "It's not hot anymore. Just hold your breath and drink it quickly! There's nothing you can do about it. You have to follow the doctor's advice."
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Ji Ling obediently opened her mouth and took a sip.
It's weird, why is the medicine that Fourth Master gave me not as bitter as before?
Ji Ling thought sweetly in her heart.
Seeing that she drank the medicine obediently, Yin smiled and said, "That's good."
He reached out and touched her forehead, and smoothed the tangled hair on her forehead. Suddenly something occurred to him, and he said: "When I was six or seven years old, I had a fever so severe that I stopped even going to the study.
The Queen was so anxious that she didn't close her eyes for two days and two nights and stayed in front of my bed. At that time, I thought the medicine was bitter, so she coaxed me to drink it."
After he finished speaking, he took another spoonful and waited until it reached Ji Ling's lips.
This time, he didn't cooperate well, and a little of the concoction spilled out, flowing down the corner of Ji Ling's mouth and towards the base of her ears.
Ji Ling directed Yin to wipe it with his scarf, and then said with a smile: "I don't blame the emperor. How can the emperor be someone who knows how to serve others?"
Yin snorted and said: "Thank you for being able to laugh! In this world, you are the only one who can let me serve you like this!"
Ji Ling pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes into two crescent moons.
Yin glared at her with a half-smile, stretched out his hand to touch her cheek gently, and said, "Does the wound not hurt anymore?"
Ji Lingxiao answered him in a low voice: "Actually, it still hurts a little, but it's not severe anymore. I think I should be able to sleep well tonight."
Yin nodded and said: "You barely slept for two hours last night. Although I was sitting next to you, I knew it in my heart."
After he finished speaking, because the embroidered pier was very short and uncomfortable to sit on, he simply lifted up the hem of his robe and sat at the head of Ji Ling's bed.
Ji Ling looked at Yin and suddenly felt the bitter taste of the medicine in her mouth, making her almost vomit.
She begged for mercy in a low voice: "Your Majesty, why don't I drink it all in one breath? It's really too bitter."
Yin nodded, then shook his head and said, "No! The imperial doctor told you not to move, and to lie down and recuperate. It's better for me to feed you. Be more honest!"
Ji Ling muttered: "Am I not honest enough?" Seeing that the spoon had been stretched out, he could only bite the bullet and swallow it.
She didn't dare to move her uninjured hand, and it took hold of her whole body.
If she could move, she would have reached out and pinched her nose to take such a bitter medicine, and drank it in mouthfuls... It was like cutting flesh with a dull knife!
Yin saw her groaning after drinking a bowl of medicine, and couldn't help but feel angry and amused by this useless little rice pail!
He looked around and saw that there were two candied fruits left in the jade cup on the table, so he picked them up and fed Ji Ling one.
After finishing the second one, Yin was about to call the slave to bring another plate in, but Ji Ling said: "Don't call people in! Your Majesty."
Yin was slightly startled, but realized that she liked the time the two of them were alone together and didn't want anyone to come in and disturb her.
His heart moved, and an indescribable feeling of joy came over him.
Yin reached out and gently rubbed Ji Ling's brow, smoothing her brow, and then smiled and said: "Lingling, you think the medicine is too bitter, but I still have some ideas."
Ji Ling's eyes lit up, she looked up at him and couldn't help but ask him: "What?"
Yin smiled tenderly and said: "I remembered that there is another place in Yanxi Hall that contains special candied fruit, which is extremely sweet. Be good, if you drink it all in one go, I will get it for you with my own hands.
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Ji Ling did not doubt that he was there, and as expected, he drank the bowl of concoction obediently, pursed his lips and inhaled, urging Yin: "Your Majesty, where are the candied fruits that you promised?"
Yin put down the medicine bowl, picked up a handkerchief from Ji Ling's pillow, covered her eyes, and then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll look for it."
The veil was very thick, and when it was covered like this, only a little light from the lamps and candles could be seen faintly, and nothing else could be seen.
Ji Ling thought about the mysterious smile on Cai Yin's face just now and murmured in her heart.
What is Fourth Master planning?
Suddenly my lips felt hot.
Ji Ling's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Only then did she realize that Yin leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her.
This was a sweet, long, gentle and lingering kiss.
When the kiss ended, both of them gasped slightly.
Seeing Ji Ling take a deep breath, Yin smiled lowly, raised his hand and pulled off the veil, buried his head, pressed it against her forehead, and laughed softly: "Is it still bitter?"
Ji Ling didn't answer, turned his face away, hid it under the quilt, and smiled.