"Bring it out."
"But sir, the doctor said that if you don't take the medicine..."
"Why, now I don't care what I say, cough cough cough..."
In a villa outside Beijing, Li Shengyi heard a familiar voice as soon as he stepped into the yard.
She was delighted and couldn't help but quicken her pace. When she was about to push the door open, the conversation inside the door came into her ears.
What followed was an endless burst of violent coughing.
Her heart skipped a beat. Just as her fingers touched the door panel, she saw the door being opened from inside the house.
Qingfeng, who was holding a bowl of thick black medicine, suddenly widened his eyes when he saw the young master.
He subconsciously turned his head to look behind him. Just as he was about to report, he felt the corner of his clothes being pulled and turned back in confusion.
Li Shengyi frowned and stretched out his hands towards him.
Qingfeng looked down at the medicine in his hand, then looked up at the young master in front of him.
He was about to say that no one could change the decision made by the Prime Minister, but when he heard a cough coming from inside the house, he made up his mind and handed the bowl of medicine in his hand to the young master.
Try to save the dying horse.
The master has different feelings for the young master. If the master can drink the medicine for the young master's sake, maybe, maybe he can survive this winter...
Tightness and dryness in the throat.
After Qingfeng handed the medicine bowl to the young lady, he let her carry the bowl into the house, while he went out and bowed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was standing in the corridor.
Qin Songmo has been in poor health since childhood and has been taking medicine every year and every month. He is particularly sensitive to the smell of medicine.
The smell of the bitter medicine in the air became stronger again, and he didn't even raise his head from where he was writing furiously.
"Qingfeng, if you don't want to stay with me any longer, go to the storehouse and get some money."
"Daddy, the medicine won't taste good if it's cold."
A soft child's voice came into my ears.
Qin Songmo paused in his furious writing, and when he raised his head again, his frowning brows suddenly relaxed.
Putting down the brush in his hand, he straightened up, walked around the desk and came to the familiar figure.
As the ancients said, a day without seeing you feels like three years.
He had tasted this feeling when his mother had just passed away, and he vowed never to taste it again.
Therefore, after he passed the imperial examination, he went to the capital and became the young prime minister of the Great Chu, a position he holds until today.
He had taught him how to become an official and had taken him to bury his mother, but he had never gone back to see his teacher, even though they had been separated for many years.
As long as he doesn't go back, he won't taste that bitterness again.
But who could have imagined that he would have such thoughts about his little daughter whom he had just brought back to the Prime Minister's Mansion half a year ago.
However, after just two days of not seeing each other, whenever he had some free time, his mind would be filled with the image of his little daughter smiling brightly.
I miss my little daughter calling me "Daddy" in her clear voice in my ear.
I miss my little daughter's quirky and weird look.
All these longings came together the moment I saw my little daughter.
The man who only kneeled before heaven and earth and the monarch now knelt on one knee in front of his daughter.
He snatched the medicine bowl from her hand and put it aside, then used his wrist to hold her in his arms.
Qin Songmo's behavior caught Li Shengyi's eyes, and the emotions she had just adjusted on the way here instantly collapsed.
With a smile on her lips, she didn't care about the coldness on her body, and hugged the other's neck tightly. Hot tears silently slid down the corners of her eyes and finally dripped onto the other's clothes.
"You said you wouldn't get hurt. You're the Prime Minister of Great Chu, and they said you almost died."
The choked question made Qin Songmo pause while holding his little daughter's arm.
After holding his little daughter in his arms, he stood up and sat aside. When he lowered his head, he saw that his little daughter's eyes were red from crying, and when she raised her head, her little face was full of fragility.
Raising his hand and wiping the tears from her face with his sleeve, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine. Am I not sitting right in front of you right now?"
"But you, in just a few days, have already turned into a water baby. Why didn't I see you crying so much when you bullied others before, huh?"
His voice is still hoarse.
This is all thanks to the violent coughing just now.
Realizing that his little daughter came in with a bowl of medicine, Qin Songmo kept his expression expressionless, but hid his cold fingers under his wide sleeves.
There was a charcoal brazier burning in the room, and the temperature was as warm as spring. However, Li Shengyi leaned in his arms, but could not feel any warmth from him.
Her throat tightened as she said, "Girls love to cry. I love to cry. I was almost abandoned by my father. What's wrong with me crying a few times?!"
The righteous questioning made Qin Songmo laugh.
Seeing that his little daughter couldn't stop crying, he didn't feel annoyed, but wiped away her tears bit by bit with great patience.
"Nothing much, I'm just worried that your eyes hurt from crying too much. It's all my fault. Don't cry, Chengyi. It hurts Daddy to see you cry."
The gentle comfort not only failed to have a positive effect, but made Li Shengyi cry even harder.
Qin Songmo's head was throbbing with pain.
He blinked, and his eyes, which were full of shrewd calculations, now showed a bit of helplessness.
His throat rolled and he realized that his throat was itchy. The helpless look in his eyes faded, replaced by a cold and stern look.
Suppressing the urge to cough again, he mercilessly put his little daughter down, then patted her head and said vaguely, "Go out first, Daddy has something to do."
The moment his feet touched the ground, Li Shengyi stood there in a daze, forgetting even to cry.
She stared blankly at the person in front of her, and saw his flushed face through her tearful eyes.
Realizing something, she turned around immediately.
The moment Qin Songmo saw her turn around, he felt more relieved than lonely.
The two were originally father and daughter. Now the Great Chu was in chaos, and he, as the Prime Minister of the Great Chu, was the knife beside the prince, a knife that could break at any time.
The younger daughter’s choice to stay away from him was the right one.
If Li Shengyi had the ability to read minds at this moment, he would definitely roll his eyes at him.
This is all some clichéd plot idea from a 8 o'clock drama.
However, in the original plot, Qin Songmo is also a love-brained person, so it is normal to have such thoughts.
Fortunately, she cannot hear her inner voice, but now she can only let others hear her inner voice.
[Ah, it's so hot, won't this medicine burn my throat?]
"This medicine looks incredibly bitter. My dad must be drinking it all the time, right? He must be suffering."
[Since ancient times, beautiful women have often suffered from tragic fates. My father is truly pitiful. He's so handsome, but unfortunately, he's a sickly person. He's also a proud, sickly person who refuses to take medicine.]
[But it doesn't matter. Who am I, Li Shengyi? I have plenty of ways to make him drink all the medicine!]
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