mtlumby2d Chapter 453 Medicine Bottle
Chapter 453 Medicine Bottle
Qingyun saw more and more food in her bowl, and she couldn't eat as fast as Yan Siyuan picked up the food for her.
Although he picked up a lot, he didn't pick them all randomly. He only picked out the vegetables she liked to eat. My heart feels warm.
Looking helplessly at Mo Jingchun opposite, he was in the same situation as her.
When Yan Siyuan put vegetables into his bowl again, Qingyun finally stopped him.
Use your own chopsticks to hold Yan Siyuan's chopsticks. "There is no room in the bowl. I still hold it, so I can't finish it."
Only then did Yan Siyuan look into Qingyun's bowl, and sure enough, it was almost overflowing.
He reached out and rubbed her head, smiled and nodded "Okay".
Lu Xingci over there was also persuaded to stop by Mo Jingchun. Mo Jingchun was seen holding his own bowl and dodging Lu Xingci's movements, staring at him with a resentful look on his face.
Only then did Lu Xingci put the food into his bowl. Lu Xingci and Yan Si looked at each other and decided to fight again next time.
Qingyun was very helpless at the childish behavior of these two people. Looking forward again, the rice in Shi Fenglan's bowl was almost untouched. He just put a little into his mouth from time to time, his movements were extremely stiff and his eyes were dull.
Murong Yao looked calm, minding her own food. From time to time, he would give Yan Siyuan a chopstick, which made Yan Qin'ao smile and give her a chopstick in return. The atmosphere between the two was extremely harmonious and warm.
It was when Yan Qin'ao thought of Shi Fenglan that he gave her a pair of chopsticks and smiled at her.
At this time, Shi Fenglan's eyes became brighter and he ate the food Yan Siyuan put in his hands.
She should have been happy, but the food in her mouth had no taste, and was even extremely bitter, like chewing wax.
This was the first time Yan Siyuan served her food since they got married. It was really ridiculous. This great honor was actually thanks to Murong Yao.
He didn't want Murong Yao to be known as a witchy concubine, he didn't want others to think that he spoiled his concubine and destroyed his wife, and he didn't want Murong Yao to be talked about, so he looked at her more and paid more attention to her, just by the way.
She swallowed the vegetable in her mouth. It was celery, which she disliked the most, but she ate it anyway. He lowered his eyes and nodded, suppressing the wry smile on his face.
She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles after a meal, and time seemed to become sticky, flowing slowly and extremely sticky. It was so sweet that she panicked, but it was so slow that she felt panicked.
Finally, when the meal was over, she was the first to leave. He didn't even say hello to Qingyun, he just used physical discomfort as an excuse and left in a hurry.
Qingyun looked at her back and could do nothing but sigh. She finally got the punishment of that moment of heartbeat, and finally embarked on the last road she had ever said was the most difficult road.
Since it was Yan Qin'ao's concubine's banquet, they naturally brought some gifts. Yan Siyuan brought some ordinary jewelry, and it seemed that they were for Murong Yao.
After all, he brought the person back, and he still has to give him face. It's just that they don't give much, and these jewelry don't look very good, so it's just acceptable.
Lu Xingci and Mo Jingchun were together, and the gifts they received were calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, which was a waste of no merit.
But Qingyun threw a medicine bottle in front of Yan Qin'ao. Yan Qin'ao picked up the medicine bottle and looked up at Qingyun.
Qingyun looked into his eyes and said nothing. But both knew what it was.
Before Yan Qin'ao could speak, Qingyun took the lead and said: "I'll save you the trouble of asking me for it later. I'll give it to you now and you can take it anytime. But I still have to remind you that if it's too late, even if it's medicine I understand, you don’t have that ability anymore.”
Qingyun said it calmly, as if she was saying that the weather was very good today and would not make any waves.
On the other hand, Yan Qin'ao's face looked a little abnormal, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.
He put the medicine bottle in his sleeve, coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and then said: "I understand, thank you."
Lu Xingci looked at Yan Qin'ao and then at Qingyun. After all, he couldn't help but asked, "What is this?"
Not only was he curious, but Murong Yao also looked at Yan Qin'ao's sleeves from time to time. Her intuition told her that this might have something to do with her.
Yan Qin'ao straightened his face at that time and said righteously: "Don't ask more about things you shouldn't know, or you will suffer disaster."
Lu Xingci stared at Yan Qin'ao with a dark expression, and when he saw that his expression remained unchanged and calm as usual, he looked away. Thinking that it was probably the matter in the court, I didn't ask any more questions.
Seeing Yan Qin'ao's expression confuse Lu Xingci, Qingyun couldn't help but laugh, "Yan Qin'ao, when will you get ready?".
He is still in a wheelchair, but Qingyun can tell that he must be able to stand up after such a long time. It's just a question of whether he wants to or not.
Yan Qin'ao then corrected his attitude and raised his eyes to Qingyun, "Waiting for you."
Qingyun pursed her lips and said nothing.
In the carriage back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qingyun stared at Yan Siyuan, who was sitting opposite. In the end, he could only hold his head helplessly and said, "What's wrong? The Ninth Prince's Mansion is besieged by zombies?"
Yan Siyuan chuckled, like the rising sun, warm and bright. He did not answer Qingyun's question immediately, but sat next to Qingyun.
"That's about it. Recently, more and more people have come to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to ask for an audience. I just want to avoid Qingjing. Xue'er shouldn't be so stingy."
Yan Siyuan felt deeply that he was extremely wronged, and even spoke with a sense of grievance, "Besides, this does not depend on Xue'er's contribution."
Qingyun was choked, and Yan Siyuan was right. It seemed that it was really her problem. Now that he came to her place to find some leisure, she really couldn't refuse him.
Seeing that Yan Siyuan was so aggrieved, he reached out and touched his head. Qingyun paused when she put her hand on his head. Suddenly, he felt that he was doing something treacherous. Just as he was about to take his hand off, Yan Siyuan grabbed it.
Yan Siyuan lowered his head and leaned under Qingyun. A pair of bright eyes looked at her.
Being stared at by him like this, Qingyun finally had no idea of taking back her hand, but instead rubbed it smoothly.
Feeling the softness in the palm of her hand, Qingyun couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips. She said why Yan Siyuan kept touching her head, it felt so comfortable.
After "comforting" Yan Siyuan, the two of them arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion. But instead of taking the front door, he took the back door.
Not only was the entire Ninth Prince's Mansion under tight surveillance now, but the Prime Minister's Mansion was also not too generous. However, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qing Xiao was in charge in the dark, and Qing Rongxu and Mo Linghuai were in the open, so those people did not dare to be too presumptuous.
Even those who came to see Qingyun were blocked by Mo Linghuai.
All the way to Liangchen Garden, Yan Siyuan was extremely obedient, following Qingyun quietly without crying or making a fuss. It actually made Qingyun pay more attention.
In the side hall of Liangchen Garden, Yan Siyuan sat alone at the main seat, drinking the tea in his hand very naturally. The maids passing by were all used to it, and they acted as if they hadn't seen him.