She turned to look at Qi Ran who was standing beside her, "Xiao Ran'er, this is something you did wrong. I have to talk to you about this. Why don't you introduce me to someone?"
Qi Ran finally reacted and placed the bamboo chopsticks in his hand steadily on the table.
He pointed at Meng Youning and said, "Her name is Meng Youning. She is my wife."
Then he pointed at Tu Ling and said, "Youning, this is the sister Ling I mentioned to you before. She's fine. Sister Ling is indeed blessed by fate."
Tu Ling's lips curled slightly, "Since Xiao Ran'er calls me Sister Ling, then as her wife, I am also your sister. In this way, I can boldly call you Ningning."
Meng Youning paused and gently put the bamboo chopsticks aside.
She slowly took the handkerchief handed to her by the servant and gently wiped the corner of her mouth.
"Your Xiaoran knows you, but I don't." Then he raised his eyes and spoke slowly, "Also, don't call me Ningning."
She slowly stood up, holding up her dress. "I feel a little nauseous."
Tu Ling narrowed her eyes and chuckled twice, "Ningning, why do you talk like that?"
Her eyes moved back and forth between Qi Ran and Meng Youning. "I originally thought the Crown Prince's Consort would be a gentle and generous person, but now that I see her, it seems that my imagination is a little different."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Meng Youning meaningfully.
Meng Youning glanced at Tu Ling and said, "You are just like I imagined."
She strode forward, and just after taking two steps, someone from the kitchen brought the medicine to the table. "Princess, this is the medicine I brewed today. Would you like to drink it now while it's hot, or should I warm it first?"
Meng Youning raised her hand slightly and said, "Put it here. I'll drink it while it's hot."
She blinked, turned around and sat down again.
I leaned in closer and sniffed, and a strong smell suddenly rushed up.
She pinched her nose and had to take a sip.
The freshly brewed medicine soup is still very hot to the touch.
Even if I just take a sip, my lips will feel hot.
Meng Youning subconsciously held the medicine farther away.
Tu Ling looked at this scene, covered her nose with her hand, and looked slightly surprised.
She suddenly said, "Oh, the Crown Prince's Consort is not in good health. No wonder she looks thinner than an ordinary woman. But, does she need to take medicine every day?"
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