Su Yan just talked to Xiaohua.
Although the voice is very small, it's quiet and frightening enough to let the voice enter the coma's ear.
Almost before her voice fell, she suddenly saw the dark lashes of the man in the bed quivering, and opened her eyes the next second.
Dark and deep eyes, with charming color.
Two people look at each other, Su Yan blinks. After several beats, he reacts. Step back and follow the etiquette in memory
"Your Highness, you wake up."
The man in bed didn't talk, so he looked at her.
After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded
"come here"
Su Yan raised his head, stood up and walked over.
Xuanyuan Yonghao saw that she had been standing there honestly, and he lowered his eyebrows.
Sit up and lean on the bed.
His face was abnormally pale.
Then, a bowl of black soup medicine appeared under his eyes.
The eyelids moved and lifted.
Look at that white, innocent face.
Su Yan's soft voice is
"Your Highness, I have taken some medicine."
A strong hand suddenly grasped her wrist and pulled hard.
She leaned forward all of a sudden and fell to her knees on the bed.
One hand was still carrying medicine, because some of it was spilled on the bedding due to the instability of the body.
The person who falls on the bed looks like a person who has been seriously injured in the last second. But when the eyes are staring at you, I don't know why. It makes people feel numb.
"How can I get in?" he said
At first glance, he is not aggressive at all, just like he is.
Most of Su Yan's attention is on the soup and medicine, trying to avoid spilling it out again.
Nevertheless, it was a soft response
"the maidservant was transferred to the front yard by Mammy to serve his highness."
Xuanyuan Yonghao looks at her. After a long time, he suddenly releases his hand.
The tone is still gentle
"what's it called?"
As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows with carelessness.
Su Yan backed away, but still knelt on the bed.
After she asked this question, Xuanyuan Yonghao didn't ask again, just reached out to take the soup and medicine in her hand and drank it up.
That soup is very bitter, just smell it nearby, you can detect the bitter taste.
Su Yan licked his lips.
Then he lowered his head and opened his purse.
He took out a piece of sugar completely wrapped in oil paper, and then reached out to peel it off.
Xuanyuan Yonghao hasn't responded yet. The sugar has been handed to his lips.
Su Yan looks at him and stares at himself. He doesn't open his mouth to eat.
She explained that "it's sugar. It tastes bitter."
As soon as she spoke, Xuanyuan Yonghao's eyes flashed a light.
After a long silence, he opened his mouth and ate the sugar he handed to his lips.
After that, Su Yan went out quietly with the bowl.
When the footsteps at the door disappear, Xuanyuan will droop his eyelids, and some white lips will be slightly opened.
As soon as the voice fell, a respectful response
"yes"
was heard outside the door.
He glanced over the left piece of sugar paper by the bed, reached for it and played with his fingertips.
The mouth is also full of the aroma of strawberry milk. The bitter taste of the previous soup and medicine is really almost washed.
I have never seen such a brave maid.
To fool him with this thing is to coax him into a three-year-old doll?