Chapter 90: The prince is very sick 15

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Since this night, in the next ten days, Su Yan has not only become a personal waiter, but also a test poison before cooking.
Three meals a day turned into Xuanyuan Yongzheng.
He seemed to enjoy watching her eat.
So much of those pastries, fruits, were served, and most of them were "rewarded" to Su Yan.
And Xuanyuan Yongzhen's typhoid fever did not seem to be improving, and the soup was still drinking day by day.
His face was pale and weak, and every time he saw him, he couldn't help but make people soft.
One afternoon, it was sunny and the weather was just right.
# 三 皇子 的 睡 殿 #
In front of the desk, the three princes are dressed in elegant clothes, their eyes are lowered, and they are writing with a brush.
He looked bright, but looked a little cowardly.
Beside him, Su Yan holding a plate of peach blossom plum cake, sitting on a stool, eating with a small mouthful.
His expression was tender and well-behaved.
Most of her attention is not on Xuanyuan Yongzheng's body but on her pastries.
Eating and eating, seeing that I still have half of the pastry, blinking, wondering how long I have to eat before I can finish.
This person seems addicted since the day when he tried the dishes.
From time to time, she brought a plate of food for her to eat, and at first she looked at her like that.
Later, he became busy doing something else. She must be eating within three feet of him.
This peach blossom soft plum cake is made by Yushanfang. It has the shape of peach blossom and exudes the aroma of peach blossom, but when eating, it has a sweet plum flavor.
Appetizing and delicious.
However, I can't stand eating it plate by plate.
Su Yan put down the saucer in his hand and decided to rest for a while.
She was tired of eating.
Aside, Xuanyuan Yongzheng didn't know when he put down the writing brush in his hand and looked up.
He saw Su Yan's eyes moist, sitting obediently there.
The corners of the lips ticked slightly, with a warm and pure breath.
"I am full?"
Su Yan holding the stack of pastries, stood up, his voice was serious
"What does His Highness command?"
Xuanyuan Yongzheng sat down in a chair behind him, looking at his leisurely attitude, looking up and down at Su Yan, and lipping his lips
"I'm bored in the house for a long time, and I want to go out for a walk. When it gets darker, accompany this palace to go out for a walk."
Su Yan nodded,
"Yes"
After that, the slender and powerful hand touched the teacup next to it,
Calm tone
"Tea is cold"
"Slaves give you a drink."
Su Yan answered.
While talking, put the snack in his hand on his stool just sitting.
Follow up, pick up the tea cup and go out.
As soon as she walked out of the dorm, Xiaohua couldn't help but speak out
"Host, the host's health is weak"
Su Yan sat intently on the matter in his hands, so he was perfunctory when answering Xiaohua.
"Yep?"
Little flower continues
"Since he fell into the water, he has been drinking medicine for so many days and has not seen any improvement. He looks weak and ill."
Xiaohua suddenly made a noise while talking
"Host, host will not be assassinated?"
Su Yan methodically drained the water from the tea cup and added new hot water.
She whispered
"will not"
When Xiaohua's brain hole was opened, it couldn't help it
"Host, look at the lord male so poorly, maybe his emperor or emperor was given a chronic poison, so the body has not improved.
This is enough to explain why the male lord killed his two emperors and his father emperor in the end.