Chapter 88: The prince is very sick 13

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Especially when she looked like she was bullied, she didn't even notice it, and her lips rose slightly.
He has a soft tone
"What are you still thinking about?"
Su Yan walked down, knowing that he was going to feed him at this time.
She stood at the table, picked up the chopsticks next to her, and was about to move.
Suddenly, with a strong hand, she pulled her sleeve to the main seat.
Xuanyuan Yongzhen's eyes glanced over her cheek,
"Where's the sweetness?"
Su Yan blinked, and the sugar in her mouth was swallowed.
Then speak out
"Just now, slaves eat out."
The tone was soft, and the flavour of milk sugar became stronger as soon as he spoke.
In this era, there are sugar bars and nougat.
He had eaten it before, but he did n’t know why, just smelling it, she seemed to eat a lot of it.
Then ...
He hit the table with his fingertips, and the memory of the milk candy she had pulled out of the purse that day.
He glanced at the purse tied around her waist.
He coughed, and he was a little sick, and he might have fallen into the water today.
Su Yan blinked and made a noise
"Slave gives you a cape."
He said he was going, but he was pulled back by his sleeves.
He is ill
"no need."
When talking, looking at Su Yan, coughing again
"While drinking medicine on a weekdays, the juice is bitter. The candy bar you gave to my palace last time was sweet and delicious, but what else?"
Su Yan obediently nodded
"Have"
Then, untie his purse and pull out a piece from it.
Oiled paper wrapped in sugar bars and handed over.
Xuanyuan Yongzheng glanced at him and didn't pick it up, his eyelashes fluttered a bit, his face was bitter
"This palace is fragile. Drinking medicine is not good."
He stared at a sickly and harmless face, listening only to what he said, causing a kind of heartache for no reason.
Before Su Yan speaks, Xiaohua speaks out
"Host, the host is so pathetic and so distressing, you give it to him."
Su Yan looked at his purse, and then looked at Xuanyuan Yongzheng.
Holding the purse a little harder, did this person want to inherit all her sugar from the beginning?
I did n’t have to eat rice, and now I have to give all my sugar.
Su Yan bowed his head and said
"His Royal Highness wants to eat, you can ask the royal dining room to make any kind of sugar."
The soft voice protected his last food.
There was a flash of light in Xuanyuan Yongzhen's eyes.
Looking dumb, I did not expect that the response was quite fast.
She was waiting to fasten the purse again, where she knew that a finger next to him came over and caught the purse strap.
With a slight pull, I dragged it over, and ran to Xuanyuan Yongxuan's hand in a blink of an eye.
He breathed softly, his eyelids lowered, looking at the sugar in his hand
"A bag of sugar, can't bear it?"
He weighed in his hands.
Obviously, he was still weak, but he was just fragile. Instead, he took some idleness.
Su Yan was sullen. His posture was just not for her.
Without meals, he was already frail, and he was brought here to serve, and he had to leave with sugar.
Thinking about it, his eyes were dark, his legs were soft, and he straightened forward.
Xuanyuan Yongzheng was stunned by the sudden submission.
Holding her as if almost as expected, the soft body, with a touch of sweetness on the whole body.