Moyo is a traditional Chinese medicine last night. With Meng Lang, Leng junao's face doesn't look very good. His eyes are slightly blue and tired.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes went around him and saw that there were books and some memorials on the table not far away, so Leng junao, who is waiting for her to wake up?

My heart is warm.

But his mouth was floating for a while, and he didn't say anything good.

"The emperor should be busy with his business since he is busy with everything. What's the reason to stay here all the time? If you are caught by those ministers, how can you do it? "

This Sounds like something's wrong.

The tip of the brow is slightly picked, and Leng Jun's eyes are filled with surprise. Then he thinks about whether Zhao Wanxi is strange. Because of last night's incident, he sees her head tilted and her face is inexplicable.

"What time is it?"

"It's almost noon."

I haven't seen her so confused and lovely for a long time. Although she is really with each other now, some messy things can always become obstacles between them.

At this moment, looking at Zhao Wanxi, Leng junao felt as if he had gone back to the past. He couldn't help bending down. He took advantage of Zhao Wanxi's unprepared and aboveboard manner to steal a fragrance, and then he gave Zhao Wanxi a kiss on her side face. Then he pretended to reply solemnly.

"It's almost noon. I've got lunch ready, but Xi'er is hungry?"

"Noon? It's too bad

I don't know whether I'm hungry or not. That's not the point. After listening to Leng junao's words, Zhao Wanxi looked surprised and almost fell out of bed.

"It's been such a long time, lin'er..."

Zhao Wanxi's sudden action provoked Leng junao to say that something terrible had happened. As a result, after listening to her exclamation, I couldn't help laughing and crying.

Zhao Wanxi worried and explained that she quickly pressed the man on the bed again.

"I don't worry about taking care of Huang Fulin?

An hour ago, that smelly boy already woke up, took medicine, also said words with Tong son. It's just that after all, the injury is not light. I can't keep up with my spirit. I fell asleep again. "

"Oh, that's it."

Smelly boy Is that how you describe your son? This son, in particular, is the crown prince of a country.

But think about the father and son's way of getting along like fire and water Zhao Wanxi shook her head helplessly. She didn't continue to struggle with the details and finally showed her face.

"Just wake up."

"Well, maybe I'll have ginseng soup now?"

After calming Zhao Wanxi, Leng junao took care of her and asked no one to get out of bed. He sat there and waited on her.

Serving water, delivering tea and taking brocade handkerchief, she did everything by herself. She was unusually considerate, which made Zhao Wanxi feel uncomfortable.

In fact, Leng junao has never done such a thing before. For her, this man has always been very careful. It's just that this time is different from the past, the emperor's respect.

If it gets out

In the heart, seeing that the other party even had to wipe her face, Zhao Wanxi was finally overwhelmed.

"Well, you don't have to be busy. Just ask Joan to come in. How can I trouble you?"

There's a lot of pressure.

"Stay still, don't move."