"If someone else has to serve you, I have so many requests. Shut up and drink medicine, otherwise you will do it yourself." Shangguan Yunxi scolded with a calm face and scooped a spoonful of soup and sent it to his mouth.

Mo Qiancheng lowered his eyes and looked at the things in the spoon, and his handsome face frowned almost invisibly: "It's bitter."

"The good medicine is bitter, Your Majesty will drink it while it is hot, which will be good for your body." She advised her expressionlessly, and then sent the spoon forward.

As a result, His Majesty Emperor Mo still turned his face in disgust: "It's too bitter to drink."

"What do you want?" she asked.

"You take a sip," Mo Qiancheng said.

Shangguan Yunxi did as he did.

"Don't swallow it, feed it to me." He said again at the right time.

Shangguan Yunxi felt his temples hop leaping a few times, and he wanted to spit the medicine in his mouth on his face.

Is the person in front of me really Mo Qiancheng?

Could it be that I was disguised as a strange thing in a brothel? Should I be so pretentious?

"If you like to drink or not."

She put the bowl aside and got up and left.

Mo Qiancheng looked at the two bowls placed next to him, and his eyes gradually became dark and obscure.

When Shangguan Yunxi came back, he found that the two bowls were placed there in a state of restoration. What was she like when she left, and what was still like now.

"What the hell do you want?" She stood beside the bed and stared at him coldly.

"I tried it, but I didn't have the strength and couldn't lift my hands."

Mo Qiancheng coughed twice, his face turned pale, looking weak and pitiful and helpless.

Shangguan Yunxi pursed his lips.

She asked someone to take the things down and heat them up, and then bring them up and feed them yourself. Mo Qiancheng glanced at the spoon he sent over. Just as she was about to say something, she had already spoken first: "Be honest with me, otherwise I will throw you back to the brothel and let you be tortured by those fat-headed old men to death."

Mo Qiancheng drank the decoction and suddenly bent his lips and smiled: "I just want to be tortured by you until death."

“…”

She refused to take on this topic and simply shut up.

After drinking a bowl of medicine in silence, Shangguan Yunxi picked up another bowl, but did not rush to let him drink the porridge. The spoon stirred in the bowl twice: "I want to ask you, is it you who saved me?"

"What bandit?" His Majesty Emperor Mo pretended to be stupid, "I heard that you used my token a few days ago to mobilize a group of bandits. Do you like the leader of the bandits like this?"

"Yes, I just like him." Shangguan Yunxi lowered his eyes and blocked the obscure emotions flashing in his eyes. "He saved my life, but it is logical that I should repay him with my body, so I am going to take him into the palace in a few days and then marry him."

Hearing this, Mo Qiancheng just laughed.

"He only saved you once, and you have to promise me. I have saved you from danger again and again. Should you marry me forever?"

Shangguan Yunxi shut up.

"Forget it." Mo Qiancheng took the porridge bowl from her, "I don't know if it is there in the next life, and I will not say it forever."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she vaguely heard a little sadness in his tone.
Chapter completed!