Yan Qingyu paused, "Why, go find some Ma Fei San?"

"No need, you can do it!" Si Yucheng turned his head and lay on his wrist quietly watching Yan Qingyu concentrate on the rotten meat on the back of the person who was evacuated.

He couldn't feel the pain, the only thing he felt was a feeling that his heart was filled with inexplicable emotions.

After 1 minute and 1 second passed, when Yan Qingyu cleared all the rotten parts, she found that Si Yucheng's back was once again bleeding. The originally hideous wound became even more terrifying, and her eyebrows were frowning even tighter.

A different kind of emotions kept wandering in her heart, and her heart felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is your health okay?" Si Yucheng asked.

Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant at all, just nodded.

"I have asked someone for a question. I was not good at skill before, so I won't know how to do it next time." Si Yucheng half-squinted his eyes, unable to see the expression in his eyes.

When Yan Qingyu heard this, her hands trembled and pressed Si Yucheng's wound hard, making Si Yucheng scream in pain.

Deserve it!

Yan Qingyu felt aroused in her heart. Thinking of the man's inappropriateness, she pursed her lips: "Is there still the strength to tease me? It seems that the Ghost Lord's weakness is pretending?"

Si Yucheng held Yan Qingyu's hand in his back hand, his eyes shimmering, "You don't mind at all, don't you? You have no love, so you don't care about my closeness at all. I can't shake you a little."

The man's hands are big, very warm and very hot.

"No matter what I say and do, you won't care." Si Yucheng looked at her calmly, pursing his lips: "It's your business for you to refuse, it's my business for me to court you. Unless you are moved, you will feel irritated, otherwise you will ignore it, right?"

Yan Qingyu had no idea what the man in front of her was saying. Her heart kept trembling, her head was subconsciously.

Seeing that he nodded, Si Yucheng's calculating smile became deeper and deeper.

He, Si Yucheng, wanted nothing in his life, but he could not get anything else, but his frozen heart could not be transformed.

The ghost star cooked the medicine and handed it over. Yan Qingyu quietly looked at the ghost star and turned her head, "Ghost Star?"

Guixing was dressed in eunuch dress, bent over, with an extremely humble expression, and a sharp voice: "It's my subordinate!"

Yan Qingyu smiled with muscles on her face.

In her memory, Guixing was an extremely cold-hearted man, and it was indeed a bit unimaginable to let him pretend to be a flattering eunuch.

"Thank you... for your hard work!"

Ghost Star: "…"

I could hear a feeling of gloating.

"Master, I've taken the medicine."

Si Yucheng remained silent, obviously not planning to take medicine, but just looked at Yan Qingyu steadily.

Yan Qingyu's eyes tightened, and she didn't like Si Yucheng's aggressive gaze, so she stood up: "Ghost Lord rest first, I'll go and do it first if I have something to do."

Si Yucheng's extremely hot and aggressive gaze stared at her, staring deep in her heart.

Yan Qingyu walked outside the door.

His steps paused and left.

Si Yucheng's eyes flashed, and there was a faint disappointment. Can't this make her soft-hearted?

"Master, take medicine? If you drag it like this, the wound will only worsen..."

"Get out!" Si Yucheng slapped softly, and his mood became particularly bad. He waved the medicine bowl in Guixing's hand and directly hit the ground.

Sprinkle all the medicine juice.

The ghost star kneels on the ground.

Si Yucheng lay there unwillingly, feeling unspeakable disappointment in his heart, and the pain behind him was far less than the discomfort he felt.

"Ghost Star, cook another bowl! You're so angry, add more yellow lotus!" Yan Qingyu was back at some point, and quietly looked at the scene of Si Yucheng losing his temper and raised his eyebrows, with a faint command.

Seeing this, Ghost Star’s eyes lit up, “Yes!”

After saying that, he went out immediately and added Huang Lian very obediently.

Yan Qingyu held the bowl of black medicine and smelled the extremely bitter bitter taste. There was a faint smile in her eyes. She held the spoon and gently stirred the medicine juice and sat down.

"Ghost Lord, do you drink medicine?"

Si Yucheng looked up like this and nodded, like a willful child who lost his temper. Finally, he waited for the person he wanted to see, and then he was obedient.

Yan Qingyu took the spoon, stirred it gently, blew the medicine into cool down, and handed it to Si Yucheng.

Si Yucheng opened his mouth.

It’s so bitter... it’s so bitter that it’s so bitter that it’s so sweet.

"Is it bitter?" Yan Qingyu's lips were filled with smiles and she deliberately teased.

Si Yucheng shook his head. If he hadn't seen his face twisted because of the bitter taste, he might have believed him.

"Every day from now on, I will feed your highness medicine. Your Highness must drink it obediently!" Yan Qingyu deliberately changed her title, imitating the cute expression of Miss Qianjin, which successfully caused Si Yucheng's back to chills. Something slowly got up from his back, and the yin energy rose everywhere.

"You are not the fourth prince's concubine!" Si Yucheng's mouthful of bitter medicine was reminded by the very hard work.

She is not the fourth prince's concubine, but Si Yucheng's wife.

Yan Qingyu curled her lips.

After feeding the medicine spoonful by spoonful, she looked at Si Yucheng's frowning and aggrieved face and moved her heart. When she realized that she was holding a piece of dessert that fish liked to be eaten and stuffed into Si Yucheng's mouth.

The man subconsciously shook and bit his tender fingers. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and licked the jade finger in his mouth.

The damp and hot tongue wrapped around his fingers. Yan Qingyu subconsciously moved and her eyes narrowed.

I wanted to take it back, but I was bitten lightly.

Her eyes and Si Yucheng intersected in the air and looked at each other quietly.

"It's so bitter that my tongue loses its sense of taste? Or can I drink medicine until I feel estrus?" Her fingers were not eaten.

He pulled his hand out of Si Yucheng's mouth and wiped it. His eyes flashed sharply: "Ghost Star, your master is still very angry. I will add more Huanglian to the next time."

The ghost star trembled, not daring to look at his master's threatening gaze, and leaned down: "Yes!"

Si Yucheng: "..."

Guixing swallowed his saliva, and the queen must listen to the orders, so the master and subordinate offended him!

Si Yucheng discovered for several days that the medicine he drank was getting more and more bitter. As long as he touched Yan Qingyu, the next time he would be getting more and more bitter.

Until the end, he could drink all the medicine she fed without changing his face, and it didn't matter even if there was a handful of yellow lotus inside.

A bowl of medicine was at its bottom, and Si Yucheng's lips became a little rosy. Yan Qingyu stared at him every day to change the medicine and drink the medicine. His health was much better.

Yan Qingyu put down the bowl.

Just as he was about to go out, Meiyue walked over and said, "Empress... no, Queen!"

When I was used to calling him a habitual name, I happened to see the owner of the house staring at him with an extremely dangerous gaze. Meiyue immediately changed her words, and then I found that Si Yucheng's face on the opposite side changed from darkness to love.

Queen.

He is the name of Si Yucheng's wife.

Not the prince's concubine!

"What's the matter?"

Meiyue came back to her senses and lowered her head respectfully, "Empress, the beauty sent by His Majesty has started fighting with the women in Fang Pavilion, and it has been arguing. Now everyone is kneeling down at Your Highness to ask You to uphold justice for them."

When Yan Qingyu heard this, she subconsciously looked at Si Yucheng.

"That's the fourth prince's woman!"

He quickly threw this burden on the real fourth prince.

Yan Qingyu withdrew her gaze: "Let them come in!"

Soon, a group of gorgeously dressed Yingying Yanyan quarreled and walked in with beating and scolding. When they saw Yan Qingyu standing, they did not recognize who the person in front of them was. Someone said with disdain: "Who are you?"

Yan Qingyu casually took out a chair and sat down, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"What are you? We are here to find the princess, you..."

"This is the prince's concubine. If you speak rudely again, you will be punished!" Mei Yuezhong's roar was full of energy, directly shocking the delicate beauties.

They exchanged tacit eyes one by one. Yan Qingyu's legs were intact, but she expected that she had heard that the princess was disabled before.

"I'm paying homage to my sister!" Someone knelt down, and then a group of people all knelt down, "I'm paying homage to my sister."

"I didn't drink the tea you served, and I was not a formal marriage for the matchmaker, calling me a sister. Are you worthy?" Yan Qingyu took off her sarcasm and threw it over. Too many women in the backyard is also a troublesome thing. She doesn't want to get a headache because of the jealousy of some women in the future.

If they are obedient and well-behaved, it doesn't matter.

If she is restless, don't blame her for being cold-blooded and ruthless.

Some people looked particularly ugly, while others were particularly dissatisfied. A beautiful woman said angrily: "I am the gift of your Majesty!"

"So? Want to tell me that you have an extraordinary status? Or do you want to use Your Majesty to suppress me?" Yan Qingyu's tone was sharp and her voice was particularly cold. She looked around everyone present and said, "Since everyone has arrived, there are some rules, so I will talk to you well."

"I don't like to make noises or disturb me if I have any trouble. If I provoke me, I don't care who is behind you? Let's talk about it if I kill you!"
To be continued...