"Have all your rashes gone back?" Feng Jiuxi still couldn't help asking.
The steamed stuffed bun nodded heartlessly, "yes, I'm all right. If you don't believe your mother, look!"
Then he rolled up his sleeve directly. There was no trace at all. I have to say that mubai was really powerful.
At this time, Biyun hurried in from the outside with a bowl of steaming medicine in his hand, "Miss, here comes the medicine!"
Feng Jiuxi patted his head and said with some guilt: "my brain, I forgot to send someone to tell you that you don't need medicine. Ziyan is all right. Please our little Biyun wasted time cooking medicine."
"Young master, you'll be fine so soon? It doesn't matter. Young master, you'll be fine." biyunhun waved his hand carelessly. When he saw that Fengzi on the bed was lively, he was really fine. He was relieved.
At this time, someone in bed recovered and began to live again. Xiaobaozi suddenly opened the quilt, held mubai and said to Feng Jiuxi: "Mom, I want to take mubai to play in the yard. Anyway, I'm well. It doesn't matter."
Looking at his dark pupils full of expectation, Feng Jiuxi how kind to refuse, nodded, "you go."
The steamed stuffed bun was not satisfied. Holding mubai in one hand and Feng Jiuxi in the other hand, he coquettishly said, "Mom, would you like to play with me? I haven't played with you for a long time."
When she was at Feng's house, she was busy dealing with the affairs of Linglong hall, so she would have less and less time at home.
After thinking about it, Feng Jiuxi felt guilty, touched his little face and nodded again.
Little steamed stuffed bun was finally happy. He took her and Feng Jiuxi outside, as if he had forgotten Yan Qing behind him.
There was only Biyun left in the room. Facing Yanqing's cold atmosphere, she was a little uncomfortable. She could only tentatively say, "prince, you can also play with the princess and the young master."
"Well, you clean your, don't worry about me." Yanqing said faintly: his body didn't move. He seemed a little uncomfortable, and his skin was a faint red.
Although Biyun felt a little puzzled, she was a servant after all, and didn't ask much. She had to turn around to make the bed. As a result, before she finished, she heard a tiny crisp sound behind her.
When she looked back, there was no Yanqing in the room.
"Why does the LORD look strange." Biyun murmured. Yu Guang saw the medicine bowl she had put on the table. He was surprised to find that the medicine in it was gone and said, "eh, why is it empty?"
Biyun looked at the figure of the Lord outside, with a tangled face.
What's the situation... Did the Lord drink it?
But this is medicine, not dessert
Just thinking, Feng Jiuxi came in from the outside. It was windy outside. She remembered to take a coat for the steamed stuffed bun.
As soon as he came in, he saw that she looked wrong and asked casually, "what's the matter, what's the matter?"
Biyun didn't know whether to say it or not. She simply shook her head.
However, Feng Jiuxi was not so easy to fool. When she came to see the empty bowl, she couldn't help asking, "why isn't this medicine gone?"
Biyun said, "the maid doesn't know: the Lord is here just now... As soon as the maid turns around, the medicine in the bowl is gone and the LORD goes out."