Just as he had said, Baili Lingxiang did not prepare dinner for Han Lingxi.
Han Lingxi lay listlessly on the bed, motionless.
Although Baili Lingxiang told himself not to be soft-hearted, he couldn't help but walk over to Han Lingxi and look at her.
"Xi'er?"
Baili Lingxiang called out, but found that Han Lingxi did not move or even respond to him, so he assumed that Han Lingxi was throwing a tantrum.
"Xi'er?"
Baili Lingxiang called out again, but Han Lingxi still didn't respond.
"Are you hungry? How about I have them make you your favorite steamed fish?"
Unexpectedly, Han Lingxi only glanced at him weakly. Now Baili Lingxiang was really worried. Steamed fish always worked. Could it be that Xi'er was really sick?
But now Baili Lingxiang was in a dilemma. The imperial physicians were very skilled, but they didn't know how to treat cats. He wondered if Song Qingyuan could. So he ordered the guards to open the palace gates that very night and rushed back to the Second Prince's residence with Han Lingxi in his arms.
Song Qingyuan really is a veterinarian! This statement seems a bit strange, but Baili Lingxiang is too lazy to care about it.
Anyway, Song Qingyuan examined Han Lingxi and told Baili Lingxiang that Han Lingxi had just caught a cold and would be fine after taking some medicine. He also wrote a prescription for Han Lingxi.
Han Lingxi knew that Song Qingyuan was right; she had probably caught a cold, but more importantly, she had overused her spiritual power. However, she couldn't explain it to Baili Lingxiang.
Then Han Lingxi began her miserable life of taking medicine, and she felt that her lover was not so lovely anymore.
"Xi'er, come here. This is your medicine from this morning. It's not bitter at all. I specially asked Song Qingyuan to prescribe a sweet medicine."
Since it's not bitter, then drink it. Being sick is too painful.
Han Lingxi leaned over, wanting to take a small sip, but before she could even open her mouth, Baili Lingxiang swiftly poured the whole bowl down her throat.
Ughhhh~ This is so painful, Baili Lingxiang, you big liar.
"Xi'er, come here, this is your medicine for lunch, it's not bitter."
"You liar, I don't believe you at all," Han Lingxi said, turning her back to him.
"Drink it all in one gulp, or I'll abandon you and throw you out onto the street."
For the sake of the mission, and to avoid leaving the palace, I endured it and drank it. It was so bitter; she began to question the meaning of life.
"Xi'er, since you drank the one at noon, this one for dinner should be fine, right?"
Han Lingxi stared at the medicine bowl with a look of utter despair, refusing to drink it no matter what.
"Xi'er, drink it obediently, and I'll give you steamed fish in a little while."
Han Lingxi's eyes lit up instantly. "For my steamed fish, drink up!"
"Xi'er, here's the late-night snack."
Damn it, she's lived so many years and has never heard of taking medicine and having a midnight snack. All she wants now is to find a beautiful place with clear water and green mountains to die peacefully.
Although taking the medicine was painful, fortunately Han Lingxi recovered completely in just a few days.
When Han Lingxi heard Song Qingyuan say that she was cured and no longer needed to take medicine, she burst into tears, hugging Song Qingyuan's arm and sobbing uncontrollably.
When Han Lingxi did something so touching, Song Qingyuan was startled, thinking that Han Lingxi was in heat.
Han Lingxi looked at Song Qingyuan with resentment; this was the reason they couldn't be friends.
After Han Lingxi recovered, she secretly ate pastries in Baili Lingxiang's study and overheard Baili Lingxiang's conversation with his subordinates. The Crown Prince of Southern Qin was going to be sent as an envoy to Northern Wei and would arrive in the capital soon.
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