Chapter 81: The prince is very sick 6

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Su Yan just talked to Xiaohua.
Although the sound was small, it was quiet and scary enough for the sound to get into the unconscious's ear.
Almost shortly after she dropped her voice, she suddenly saw the dark eyelashes of the man on the bed tremble, and opened her eyes the next second.
The dark and deep eyes glow with charming colors.
The two looked at each other, Su Yan blinked, reacted after a few slow shots, took a step back and followed the etiquette in memory
"Your Highness, you are awake."
The man lying on the bed didn't talk, so he looked at her like that.
After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded.
"come"
Su Yan raised his head, stood up and walked over.
Xuanyuan Yongzhen watched her standing there honestly, and he frowned.
Sit up and lean on the bedside.
His face was abnormally pale.
Then, a bowl of dark soup appeared hot under his eyelids.
Eyelids moved and raised.
Face to face with that fair and innocent face.
Su Yan softly uttered
"Your Highness, I've taken medicine."
A powerful hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled hard.
She leaned forward and fell to her knees.
The medicine was still in one hand, because the body was unstable, and some of it was spilled on the bedding.
The person who fell on the bed looked like a badly injured person for a second, but when he stared at you faintly, he didn't know why, it caused a scalp tingling.
Cold mouth temperature
"How come in?"
At first glance, there was no aggression, just like him.
Most of Su Yan's attention is on the soup medicine, and he tries not to spill it.
Nevertheless, a soft response
"The slave was sent to the front yard to serve His Highness."
Xuanyuan Yongzhen looked at her, and after a long time, suddenly let go of her hand.
Tone is still gentle
"what is it call?"
As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows with carelessness.
Su Yan stepped back, but still knelt on the couch.
She speaks
"Su Yan"
After asking this sentence, Xuanyuan Yongzheng didn't ask again, but just reached out and passed the soup and medicine in her hand and drank it.
The soup medicine is bitter, just smell it next to it and you can detect the bitter taste.
Su Yan licked his lips.
Then he lowered his head and opened his purse.
Take out a piece of sugar completely wrapped in oiled paper, and then reach out to peel it off.
Xuanyuan Yongzheng hadn't responded yet, the sugar had been handed to his lips.
Su Yan watched him stare straight at himself, never opening his mouth to eat.
She explained
"This is sugar. It tastes bitter when you eat it."
As soon as she spoke, Xuanyuan Yongzhen's eyes flashed a light.
After a long silence, he opened his mouth and ate the sugar handed to his lips.
After that, Su Yan retired silently holding the bowl.
When the footsteps at the door disappeared, Xuanyuan kept lowering his eyelids and slightly whitened lips.
"Chat"
The sound was faint and cold.
As soon as the voice fell, a respectful response was heard outside the door
"Yes"
Disappeared with a bang.
He glanced over the fallen sugar paper by the bed, reached for it in his hand, and played with his fingertips.
The mouth was filled with the aroma of strawberry milk. The bitterness of the soup before was really almost the same.
Never seen such a cowardly niece.
To fool him with this thing is to coax him into a three-year-old doll?