Junyu's usually smooth-sailing journey has encountered a stumbling block.

It's still that kind of untouchable stumbling block.

That evening was the ceremony for Junyu's ascension to the throne.

People pay homage to him, and people from all directions come to offer their congratulations.

However, the future ruler who is about to ascend to the throne is not in a good mood.

No, it's very gloomy.

People from the highest heavens to the deepest underworld all came to the palace.

Xiao Hong, with her hair tied in two buns, was led by Su Gu into the palace.

Little Hong ate her candied hawthorn while speaking in a childish voice.

"Yanyan, go find Yanyan."

So, Su Gu pulled Xiao Hong and turned directly.

Inside the sleeping quarters.

Only Su Yan is here.

An Tong walked over carrying a bowl of dark medicine.

Hand it over respectfully with both hands

“Miss Su Yan, the young master wants you to finish drinking this tonic.”

As soon as you get close to that bowl of medicine, you can sense that it's something special.

It's not the kind of thing that smells bitter and makes you want to avoid it.

It has a mellow and fragrant flavor.

Gradually, a faint floral fragrance also appeared.

Su Yan brought it over.

I glanced at An Tong as well.

She remembered how much he hated her when they met a few days ago.

In the blink of an eye, the hatred on his body dissipated, and not only that, he became respectful.

Su Yan reached out and took it.

Then he looked at An Tong.

He looked the same as before, but his breathing was sluggish, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious injuries.

Just then, Xiao Hong ran in.

babyish voice

"Smoke, smoke."

They ran inside while shouting.

When Xiao Hong saw Su Yan sitting in the chair, her eyes lit up immediately.

"Smoke."

However, Xiao Hong's attention quickly fell on the bowl that Su Yan was holding.

Glug.

Xiao Hong couldn't help but swallow.

It tries hard not to show that it really wants to drink.

However, I couldn't hold back for three seconds.

"It smells so good."

As he spoke, he ran over to Su Yan with his short legs.

Behind it, a hand grabbed its two little tufts and pulled its big head away from the bowl of tonic.

An Tong, who was standing next to her, glanced at Xiao Hong.

Then speak respectfully

"Please finish your drink, young lady."

The young master's task for him was to watch Su Yan finish drinking the medicine.

He didn't go into detail about how many rare and precious ingredients were added to this herbal soup, the kind of rarest things you could find anywhere.

An Tong knew a little about this suddenly appearing little red girl.

It took a whole day and night to brew just one bowl of this medicine.

What if this thing drinks it all?

He's probably going to have to go to the punishment hall again.

Whether I can withstand it and come out with my eyes open is another matter.

Seeing that An Tong seemed a little anxious, Su Yan nodded.

Drink that bowl of medicine.

An Tong watched as Su Yan drank it.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Hong couldn't help but swallow again.

Su Gu reached out, grabbed the candied hawthorn from Xiao Hong's hand, tore off a piece, and stuffed it into Xiao Hong's mouth.

Su Yan stopped drinking when she reached the end.

Look at Little Red's longing eyes.

"Do you want a drink?"

As he spoke, he handed over the remaining third of the bowl.

Xiao Hong, biting into a candied hawthorn, tried her best to turn her head away.

"Yanyan needs to heal her wounds."

A childish, babyish voice.

Su Gu raised an eyebrow.

The hand holding Xiaohong's two little tufts loosened a bit.

Originally, Su Gu was thinking that if Xiao Hong dared to reach out her paws to touch the bowl, she should...

It just threw the thing out.

Surprisingly, it was able to control itself.

Su Gu reached out and pinched its cheek.

"You've grown a bit."

There were other emotions hidden in his indifferent voice.

Xiao Hong rarely heard Su Gu praise her.

Shaking his head, he forgot all about the tempting tonic.