Three hundred and sixtieth chapters wake up (three)
Exquisite palace lanterns hang outside the tent.
There was a lot of wind in the forest, and the palace lantern was blown swaying, and the soft and dim light also swayed.
Xianghui looked anxious, and it didn't look like she was faking it.
Xie Mingxi was not impatient and said lightly.
If you were to use dyed ink instead, your guilty conscience would definitely be revealed.
Xianghui was "entrusted with important tasks" because she usually looks calm and steady and never lies. In fact, the more this type of person is, the more realistic and believable they are when they make a fuss.
Being looked at by Xie Mingxi with a thoughtful look, Xianghui did not panic and continued to sigh with a grimace: "His Royal Highness was seriously injured and had not eaten for the past two days. If this continues, when will the injury be healed?"
"My servant knows that the third lady is not happy because His Highness concealed his identity. However, His Highness needs to recover from his injuries right now. I kindly ask the Third Miss to calm down for the time being and persuade His Highness to eat first."
Xie Mingxi glanced at Xianghui lightly: "Did he also say that if I don't go, he won't eat?"
Xianghui: "..."
Miss Xie San is indeed sharp and sharp!
Xianghui couldn't pretend anymore and hurriedly smiled and said: "I am also acting under orders. Please forgive me, Miss Third!"
Xie Mingxi twitched her lips: "What kind of master there is, there is what kind of slave! This is indeed true!"
Xianghui's cheeks were slightly warm and she continued to laugh: "Yes, yes, the third lady is scolding you."
Faced with such a smiling face that was casually scolding, Xie Mingxi was too lazy to say any harsh words. She walked towards the tent of His Highness the Seventh Prince.
Xianghui hurriedly followed, sighing secretly in her heart.
Your Highness, it’s not that this slave is unfaithful!
Miss Xie San is really shrewd and difficult to deal with, and there is nothing I can do for you!
…
His Highness, the Seventh Prince, drank two bowls of hot porridge and took a nap for two hours. Although his chest was seriously injured, he was in good spirits.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Sheng Hong immediately showed a "hungry" and "dying" expression.
Xie Mingxi lifted the thick curtain on the tent and walked in. The first thing she saw was Sheng Hong's pitiful face.
Xie Mingxi chuckled in her heart. She turned around and told Xianghui: "Go get a bowl of hot porridge."
Xianghui: "..."
Xianghui silently glanced at the pretentious master and retreated.
After a while, the hot porridge came.
Xie Mingxi personally served the hot porridge and sat beside the bed.
Sure enough, the bitter meat trick is the most effective!
My daughter-in-law is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. She looks cruel and ruthless, but she is actually the most soft-hearted!
Sheng Hong secretly rejoiced, looked at Xie Mingxi affectionately, and said, "Mingxi, you are here, so I can eat it."
Xie Mingxi chuckled in her heart, but without saying a word, she scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge and brought it to Sheng Hong's mouth. Sheng Hong was filled with joy and didn't mind the heat, so he opened his mouth to eat it.
Most of the two bowls of hot porridge I had eaten before have been digested. With my appetite, it doesn't matter if I eat two more bowls.
Sheng Hong had obviously planned it for a long time. After finishing the first bowl, he didn't panic when Xie Mingxi ordered another bowl to be served.
After the second bowl was eaten, the third bowl of hot porridge arrived. Xie Mingxi also specifically ordered: "Bake another pot of hot porridge."
Sheng Hong: "..."
As a man, you must admit your mistakes in time when you should admit them!
"Mingxi, I was wrong."
Sheng Hong looked remorseful and annoyed: "I shouldn't have lied to you. In fact, I had already drank two bowls of hot porridge before you came. I was afraid that you would be angry and ignore me, so I came up with this bitter trick."
"It's all my fault. You have a lot, don't be angry with me."
…
The pale-faced handsome boy admitted his mistake sincerely.
Who could put a straight face on such a face?
Xie Mingxi can do it.
Xie Mingxi stopped feeding Sheng Hong porridge, but she didn't look moved at all. She just put down the bowl expressionlessly and continued to sit by the bed.
Don't talk, don't laugh, don't get angry, don't get angry, don't pay attention.
Although Sheng Hong has a strong face and a strong heart, he still finds it difficult.
If the girl is crying and making trouble, it is easy to coax her. If she is making trouble unreasonably, it is easy to deal with it.
Xie Mingxi's appearance is the most troublesome.
Xianghui glanced at her master sympathetically, and then said respectfully to Xie Mingxi: "Miss Third is here to take care of me. I'm shameless and lazy, so I'll leave for now."
Xianghui was well informed and Xie Mingxi was not embarrassed. With a slight nod, Xianghui withdrew.
Sheng Hong stared at Xiang Hui's back, secretly cursing in his heart.
This Xianghui turns out to be just a wallflower! The seventh prince’s concubine has already fallen in love with the future mistress before she even gets married. She’s not reliable at all...
Sheng Hong withdrew his gaze and looked at Xie Mingxi.
Xie Mingxi twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes as bright as candles seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if she had understood what Sheng Hong was thinking.
Sheng Hong was not embarrassed at all, he frowned and complained: "My chest hurts so much!"
Can it not hurt?
After suffering such a serious injury, you should have a good rest. If you keep talking all the time, your weak body will not be able to withstand such a consumption of energy.
Xie Mingxi didn't want to talk to him, so she pulled up the quilt and covered Sheng Hong's mouth, signaling him to shut up and rest.
Sheng Hong closed his eyes obediently and raised the corners of his mouth silently.
In fact, the bitter meat tactic still works.
…
The good news that the Seventh Prince had woken up was quickly delivered to the palace.
After Empress Yu learned about this, her brows relaxed slightly: "It will be fine when you wake up." Then she asked carefully: "Has the seventh prince's high fever gone away?"
The chamberlain who came to deliver the message hurriedly responded: "His Highness the Seventh Prince drank medicine and his fever went down a bit. He also drank some hot porridge. However, His Highness was too seriously injured and did not have the strength to speak."
Queen Yu nodded slightly.
After the servants left, Queen Yu stood up and entered the bedroom.
Emperor Jianwen was lying on the bed.
Emperor Jianwen had long passed his prime, and his body was far inferior to that of before.
Sickness came like a mountain, and extreme anger was the most damaging to the body. Emperor Jianwen never got up from his bed. There were wrinkles on his forehead at the corners of his eyes, his face was dark, his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked quite old.
A beauty in royal attire, aged fifteen or sixteen, was standing beside the bed waiting for her. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, and her expressions of joy and anger were bright and charming. She looked like the Empress Yu who lived more than twenty years ago.
It was the beautiful lotus fragrance that Queen Yu presented to Emperor Jianwen.
In the past two days, Emperor Jianwen was extremely angry and fell ill on his bed. He was served by lotus flowers for food, clothing, medicine, dressing, etc. All the concubines Shu, Li, Jing and Concubine were left to dry.
Although Empress Yu was among them, it can be seen how much Emperor Jianwen doted on this newly acquired beauty.
"My servant has met the Queen." Lianxiang saluted with a respectful expression.
Lianxiang has not yet been enthroned, so she is still a palace maid and can only consider herself a slave.
Empress Yu glanced at her and said, "Step back first."
Lianxiang responded and bowed respectfully.
Queen Yu sat beside the bed and gently tucked Emperor Jianwen into bed.
Emperor Jianwen was still asleep. Empress Yu stared at Emperor Jianwen's face silently. Her eyes were not as gentle as usual and were full of coolness.
