Chapter 604: headache

I don't know whether he was hitting Shen Dingshan or the third prince.
All of them don't know to save him worry, are they really sitting on his throne?
He really was the worst emperor in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.
Besides, Shen Dingshan came out of the palace and walked forward in large strides. The more he thought about it, the more wrong he became. Could it be that something happened that he didn't know.
"Go to Shuo Palace."
He turned around and went to the Palace of King Shuo. When he left, he saw that Shen Qingci was feeding the golden eagle with fish.
"Daddy, why are you here?"
Shen Qingci stood up and ran over to grab Shen Dingshan's sleeve.
Shen Dingshan squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Qingci for a long time, "A Ning, are you still hiding something from your father?"
"Keep it from you, no."
Shen Qingci blinked her eyes, pretending to be stupid to the end, she couldn't help feeling that her forehead was a little bit painful, she also resisted the urge to touch, just clenched her fingers tightly, and put them behind her back.
She knows that Shen Dingshan's observation power has always been very subtle, even a small movement of hers, is afraid that he can think of anything?
So she can't have other thoughts, and of course she has no other actions.
She still can’t let her father know that she died a little bit short of time. Otherwise, she is afraid that her father will carry her home again, saying nothing will allow her to return to the Shuo Palace. , Even if she was an old girl, but she wouldn't let her die here in vain.
Shen Dingshan glanced at her again, then he reached out and patted his daughter on the shoulder.
"Daddy is fine, but I just want to tell you that the thing you told me to tell the emperor is done, and I can just keep the money in the future."
"Okay," Shen Qingci agreed naturally.
She would still use the silver in the future, so she would naturally keep it.
Soon after, Lao Hengsi came over, and let people take good wine and tea to entertain Shen Dingshan. Shen Dingshan was originally a good wine person. The wine brought by Lao Hengsi was also a century-old treasure in the palace. Shen Dingshan is also a huge favorite.
With this drink, I drank it happily, and of course I forgot about other things.
When Shen Dingshan had eaten and drank enough, this was the time to leave with the secretary's entourage.
Shen Qingci let out a sigh of relief. She touched her forehead, and there was a slight cold feeling on her forehead.
"What's the matter?" Lao Hengsi walked over, putting his hand on her forehead, and saw that the scar seemed to be redder than before, and it was also hotter. .
"It's okay," Shen Qingci shook his head, but it hurt.
The pain she felt was not only the pain on the forehead, but also the pain in the whole head.
Soon after, Mo Fei ran over.
He checked this for a long time, but didn't find out anything?
"Madam, this trauma is so good that it is fast."
"Then why does it still hurt?"
Lao Hengsi asked Mo Fei in a deep voice. At this moment, the coldness of ice and snow in his eyes made Mo Fei involuntarily fight a cold war, and asked him, how could he know?
"Perhaps this injury still hurts his head, so Madam has to rest well."
The more Mo Fei said, the smaller his voice became.
When Luo Hengxu asked again, he found that his sleeves were tight. He lowered his head and saw that Shen Qingci was asleep, and her eyebrows were slightly relaxed to the sides, not like Uncomfortable look.
So it seems that she should not be so uncomfortable.
"Ms. Xu is upset, and her head hurts."
Mo Fei touched his chin, and he could only say that now, but he could also use his own medical products to assure that Shen Qingci was absolutely fine, and her pulse phase was peaceful, as long as it was not too serious. It might be better if she makes her think too much.
It seems that there is another season of falling leaves outside, rustling.
I don't know if it was swept up by the north wind or the blade was broken.
After falling piece by piece, there still seemed to be the heat of summer, which was left in these leaves.
I don't know when, it was raining outside, and the sound of the rain dripped down, and I felt comfortable listening to it.
Shen Qingci opened her eyes, and she sat up. It turned out that it was really raining outside. She gently put her hand on her forehead, as if it was better, and it didn't hurt much.
However, why does she always feel something wrong.
She tapped her head with her hand, and when footsteps appeared outside, she quickly withdrew her hand, which would prevent anyone from discovering her inexplicable self-harm.
"Awake?" Beng Hengsi walked in, still holding the white porcelain bowl in his hand.
Shen Qingci buried her face in the quilt. Actually, she didn't need to look at it. She just smelled it and knew what it was, and why was it medicine?
She has been drinking the medicine for a month. She has a bowl each morning and evening. She is not scented, but she smells her own body, but there is a smell of medicine.
If this continues, she must become a pot of medicine.
A big palm was placed on top of her head and stroked gently.
"A Ning, good medicine is bitter."
"Oh……"
Shen Qingci knows, but she really doesn't want to drink it, can she?
"A Ning..."
Another sentence.
The man's voice has always been nice, although it is cold, but there is always some inexplicable warmth, just like when she wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night, it is no longer the coldness when she is alone.
She finally raised her face and sat down.
Bro Hengsi touched her hair again.
Then he sat down, took the spoon, and fed Shen Qingci spoon by spoon.
In fact, Shen Qingci really feels that the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. It is not better to drink it in one breath. This is a little bit, from the beginning to the end, but in the end, she still feels that such bitter torture is better, and sometimes even I want this kind of torture longer.
Brandon shaved her face.
Shen Qingci was taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing. At that moment, some bright light poured out from her eyes, it was like the morning sun on the first day, so gorgeous and beautiful, so beautiful, amazing, so The warmth and comfort.
Luo Hengli fed her spoon by spoon again, and then he took out something from behind him and placed it in front of Shen Qingci.
His five fingers were open, and in the palm of his plain white palm, there was a candied date lying here.
Shen Qingci took it, and put it in his mouth again.
Suddenly, that kind of sweetness also suppressed all the bitterness just now. The mouth is full of sweetness, that is, the mouth is full of fragrance.
Bro Hengsi lifted Shen Qingci's forehead.
Those red injuries seem not as red as they were yesterday.