When King Ming heard this, he looked at Lan Shuang's lips that had been ravaged after blooming, and countless beautiful and colorful images flashed through his mind.
The fever made the whole area from the ears to the sides of the face red.
Lan Shuang caught it with her sharp eyes and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Wow, she's quite innocent.
Ming Wang coughed lightly, put down the porcelain cup, stood up and helped Lan Shuang up first, "Slow down."
He placed two soft pillows behind Lan Shuang for her to lean on. Since Lan Shuang was not wearing any clothes, he wrapped her in a quilt.
Lan Shuang looked down at herself, wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon, unable to pull her hands out.
"Do you want me to absorb water from a distance by doing this?" Lan Shuang looked at Ming Wang teasingly.
Ming Wang was hanging the bed curtains back up. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He turned around and whispered, "I'll feed you."
Lan Shuang was speechless. Her eyes fell on Ming Wang's legs, with an ambiguous meaning.
"Xiao Baba, he's completely not going to hide it from me, right? He's just going to perform a medical miracle. Guess how he's going to explain the leg thing to me later?"
888 pondered and said, "Maybe it means that the Ren and Du meridians are opened after the detoxification?"
Lan Shuang: “…”
It would be a pity if you didn't write a storybook.
As if he didn't notice her gaze, Ming Wang took the pear soup and sat down beside the bed. He scooped a spoonful and tasted the temperature first, then tasted Lan Shuang's lips: "Ah——"
Lan Shuang lowered her head and held the spoon in her mouth. With a slight movement of her lips, she drank the soup. Ming Wang looked at her eagerly: "Is it delicious?"
"Hmm, it tastes good. Not too sweet, but very thirst-quenching." It suits her hoarse voice very well.
"There's still a lot left, drink slowly." Ming Wang became happy and scooped a piece of stewed soft pear flesh to feed it to him.
Lan Shuang ate whatever he fed her, and their interactions were surprisingly harmonious for a while. Neither of them tacitly mentioned what happened last night.
After finishing the bowl of pear soup, Lan Shuang felt that she had only filled her stomach and was still very hungry.
Soon, Yu Heng knocked on the door. "Your Majesty, the chicken porridge is ready. Would you like to bring it in?"
"Wait."
Ming Wang got up to open the door, took the tray and immediately closed the door.
Yu Heng: “…”
He didn't even see a shadow, is it really that serious?
When Ming Wang returned with the tray, Lan Shuang immediately looked at him eagerly.
Prince Ming chuckled, "I asked Yu Heng, and he told me that you shouldn't eat anything too greasy right now, so I asked the kitchen to make some chicken porridge and some... ointment."
Hearing the suspicious pause, Lan Shuang narrowed her eyes: "What ointment?"
Ming Wang didn't say anything, but his eyes slid down her face to the area covered by the quilt.
Lan Shuang: “…”
Okay, look away. It's impolite to look again.
"Drink the porridge first." Ming Wang gently served Lan Shuang the porridge, and his whole body exuded an aura of peace and satisfaction. Lan Shuang couldn't help but look at him twice more, and felt that he now looked like a fairy who sucked people's essence.
After drinking the porridge, Ming Wang considerately helped Lan Shuang rinse and wipe her mouth. He was so thoughtful and completely different from the man who wanted to strangle her to death when they first met.
It was as if those were all dreams she had.
When everything was ready, Ming Wang washed his hands and came over with a celadon bottle. When he reached the bedside, he hesitated again.
Lan Shuang looked at him steadily, already anticipating what was to come. It would be a lie to say she wasn't embarrassed, but she was indeed in pain, so applying medicine was still necessary.
He has to go sooner or later anyway, so he might as well come.
Lan Shuang saw his bewildered look and coughed lightly: "Don't you want to apply medicine? Let's finish this quickly."
When King Ming heard this, he was choked. He coughed twice and his face turned completely red. He glanced at Lan Shuang secretly, but saw that Lan Shuang turned her head to look at the bed, and the half of her face that was exposed and even her neck were stained red.
It seems that she is not so fearless.
Ming Wang suddenly felt more balanced. He sat down on the bed, his hands on the edge of the quilt: "Then I'll start. It might feel a little cold and painful in a while, just bear with it."
"Um."
Lan Shuang pursed her lips.
The brocade quilt was opened and cool wind blew in. Lan Shuang couldn't help but shiver, but she soon ignored it. Feeling the movements of the people around her, Lan Shuang closed her eyes.
Lan Shuang threw all the shame and messy thoughts behind her, only the coldness and stinging were particularly obvious.
Seeing her frowning and pursed lips, Ming Wang couldn't bear it, so he said something else to divert her attention.
"I didn't mean to leave, but I thought your throat must be sore from all the hard work yesterday. You haven't had a drop of water, and you must be very hungry, so I went to the kitchen to make some pear soup. Actually, I just wanted to calm down."
His voice was low and firm, and Lan Shuang's heart moved slightly. She slowly opened her eyes and asked, "What are you calming down for?"
Ming Wang looked at her and smiled bitterly, "Our marriage was a mistake in the beginning. Even after I treated you so badly, you didn't hate me or dislike me, which is already very good. I never thought that one day you would agree to detoxify me. I am very happy, but more than that, I am terrified."
The expression on his face was unusually vivid, and Lan Shuang didn't say anything.
Then I heard him say, "I'm afraid you'll regret it when you wake up. If that happens, I'll live with guilt for the rest of my life."
Lan Shuang was surprised: "Why do you think so?"
Ming Wang kept moving his hands but lowered his head. "Because you don't like me and yearn for the freedom outside, I hoped you could marry me with a clean record and leave with a clean record. But because of me, you gave yourself up like this. Naturally, I feel guilty."
Lan Shuang was stunned and speechless for a long time.
Ming Wang fell silent. He carefully applied the medicine inside and out, then raised his head and said, "It's a bit serious. You have to apply the medicine on time for the next few days, and you can't walk or stand for long periods of time. I will move in with you for the next few days."
Lan Shuang hadn't recovered from the previous sentence yet. When she heard this, her eyes widened slightly: "Huh?"
Ming Wang turned around to wash his hands and took out a clean undershirt and panties for her. "I'll help you put them on."
Without waiting for Lan Shuang to refuse, Ming Wang took the belt and put it around her neck. Lan Shuang thought about it and felt that they had seen everything they needed to see, so there was nothing to be shy about, so she lay down with peace of mind.
As he dressed her, the King said, "I just sent away all the restless maids in the mansion."
Lan Shuang was puzzled: "Huh? Why did you suddenly send him away?"
The two of them were so close at this time that they could almost kiss each other if they lowered their heads. Lan Shuang didn't feel anything yet, but Ming Wang's eyes had already darkened. He stroked Lan Shuang's back, his Adam's apple rolling, and his tone was involuntarily tainted with a hint of danger.
"Because I don't want to stay and cause you trouble, not now and not in the future."
Lan Shuang opened her red lips slightly and looked at him in surprise.
The prince is very sensible.
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