Chapter 127: playful
Wen Chi only touched that bowl last night, how could he not know what was in the bowl? Even if I don't know it, I should understand now that I smell the smell wafting from the bowl.
In an instant, Wen Chi's blushing face from the charcoal fire turned blue and white. He remembered the bitter taste in the mouth last night, and he was so disgusted that he almost retched again.
Ruofang hid behind Ruotao, originally she and Ruotao had negotiated to wait until Wenchi had eaten a piece of sugar and then brought the anti-abortion pill over, how could she know that the taste of this bowl of medicine was too strong , Anyone with a nose can smell this bowl of medicine.
Seeing Wen Chi staring straight at the medicine bowl in her hand with her head stuck out, Ruofang was a little at a loss, and she didn't know whether to take the medicine bowl away or hand it directly to the medicine bowl. Warm pool.
Ruofang hesitated for a while, then turned her head and turned her eyes to the more assertive Ruotao.
Ruotao stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me."
Ruofang responded, quickly took the sugar from Ruotao's hand, and then handed the medicine bowl to Ruotao.
Ruotao carefully took the medicine bowl, turned around, and was about to persuade Wen Chi to drink the medicine, when she saw Wen Chi crawling back into the quilt without a word, and another bag was arched on the bed .
Can I give you some more candy?"
Wen Chi was motionless and did not react at all.
Ruotao said, "Young Master."
Ruofang also persuaded: "Sir, the servants only took a small bowl, and they drank it in two or three sips. The son should drink the medicine quickly, so that the medicine will not be cold later."
After waiting for a while, Wen Chi's muffled voice sounded from the quilt: "Take it away, I don't want to drink that."
Ruofang said anxiously, "But Doctor Zhang said that your fetus is not stable, you need to drink anti-abortion pills to restore your health. It is also for the sake of the child in your belly, so don't be self-willed. "
"But I really don't want to drink it." Even Wen Chi didn't know what was going on with him. He was never a person who couldn't bear hardships, even if he was not used to the taste of traditional Chinese medicine when he was a child, once He drank it again and again, but at this time the resistance in his heart was extremely strong.
He didn't want to drink that bowl of contraceptives, it was so bitter that he could recall the suffocating smell when he tossed and turned in bed last night.
I don't know if he has a child, but he found himself suddenly becoming hypocritical.
Ruofang and Ruotao persuaded for a long time, but Wen Chi was unmoved, and still wrapped himself into a zongzi with the quilt, not even showing his head.
Ruofang pursed her lips, she couldn't bear it anymore, she stretched out her hand to take the medicine bowl in Ruotao's hand: "Ruotao, I'd better take this bowl of medicine back first. Keep it warm in the kitchen and bring it over when the young master is willing to drink the medicine."
Ruo Fang was stunned: "Ru Tao?"
Ruotao didn't seem to hear Ruofang's voice, she stared at Wenchi, who was tightly wrapped with the quilt, her eyes became cooler, and her expression became more and more the heavier.
"Ruotao?" Ruofang suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, she put her hand on Ruotao's shoulder, "What's wrong with you..."
Before Ruofang's voice fell, she was surprised to see Ruotao pulling the quilt over Wen Chi's body.
Wen Chi didn't expect Ruo Tao to come and pull his quilt, so he didn't wrap the quilt tightly. Wen Chi was stunned when he faced his face.
Ruo Tao ignored Ruo Fang and pressed her shoulders, and suddenly stood up from the bed.
She still held the bowl of medicinal soup firmly in her hand, lowered her eyes, and looked down at Wenchi on the bed.
"Young Master, if the person facing this bowl of medicine at this moment is not you but His Royal Highness, surely His Royal Highness will drink this bowl of medicine without hesitation." Ruo Tao's expression did not fluctuate as she spoke. Her tone was also very calm, but just like this, she gave off a terrifying coldness for no reason, "The servant knows that this bowl of medicine is not good, but the servant doesn't think this bowl of medicine is so bad that it makes the young master so temperamental. to the point of.”
Ruofang behind her was also stunned, she couldn't believe Ruotao dared to say such serious words in front of Wen Chi.
"Ruotao, do you know what you're talking about?" Ruofang pulled Ruotao with a trembling hand, she felt a coolness running up her back, "You Don't hurry up and apologize to your son!"
Ruo Tao's expression remained the same, without the slightest panic and fear, but she did not show any impatience or other bad emotions towards Wen Chi, she seemed to just disagree with Wen Chi not taking medicine behavior.
Wen Chi was so shocked by Ruotao's face-changing changes that he was speechless. He raised his head and stared blankly at Ruotao's face. "Otherwise, put the medicine on the table, and I'll drink it later."
If Tao didn't want to, she refused decisively: "No."
Wen Chi: “…”
"Ruotao!" Ruofang's face was as white as paper, and she hurriedly went to pull Ruotao, "Are you crazy?"
"Ruofang, don't persuade me." Ruo Tao finished speaking coldly, and when she turned to look at Wen Chi, she seemed to have made up her mind, "Since the son doesn't want to drink the medicine by himself, then the servant will feed it. Take your medicine, son."
After saying that, Ruotao took a step closer.
If Tao is a martial artist, she usually suppresses her aura and pretends to be submissive, making it difficult for people to see her true face. Like a giant peak, it pressed heavily towards Wenchi.
Wen Chi was so overwhelmed that he felt danger and instinctively wanted to run under the bed.
But if Tao's martial arts were above Wen Chi, she sensed Wen Chi's intention to run, her eyes narrowed, and she quickly reached out and tapped Wen Chi's chest twice.
Wen Chi froze immediately, knowing that he was being tapped by Ruo Tao, he opened his mouth in anxiety and asked Ruo Fang for help.
How could he know that before he had time to speak, Ruotao tapped twice in his throat.
He opened his mouth to whimper inarticulately.
Wen Chi widened her eyes in disbelief, and watched Ruotao approaching with the medicine bowl indifferently, her heart was really angry and anxious, and she was angry because Ruo Tao forced him to act, anxious The only thing is that he really doesn't want to drink that bowl of medicine.
But at this moment, even if he doesn't want to, he can't help it.
Ruotao pushed Ruofang away and came to dissuade her again. She squeezed Wenchi's chin with the other hand and forced Wenchi to raise her head. In Wenchi's reluctant eyes, Ruotao He said apologetically in a low voice, then brought the medicine bowl close to Wen Chi's lips.
Wen Chi was not ready when he tasted a bitter taste.
Ruotao's hand holding the medicine bowl gradually tilted, and the dark-colored medicine soup poured into the mouth of Wenchi.
Wen Chi had always resisted this extremely bitter taste. It took a long time to recover after drinking it in one breath last night. At this moment, Ruo Taoxu was worried that the medicinal soup would spill and feed the medicine. The action was relatively slow, allowing the bitter and unpalatable medicinal soup to pass through Wen Chi's mouth before sliding down to his throat.
For a time, Wen Chi felt like he was immersed in the black medicinal soup. He was ups and downs in the medicinal soup. he.
He was choking with pain.
After drinking, he could no longer swallow, and began to cough violently, the concoction overflowed from his mouth, and slid down the corner of his mouth, soaking his snow-white clothes.
Wen Chi seldom goes out. Even though he tanned a lot after staying in Jinzhou for two or three years, he soon turned white again. Because of the bad cough he had just now, his face turned pale. He was pale, but his beautiful almond eyes were drenched in red. The corners of his mouth, between his neck and his clothes were covered in black concoction, which made him look pitiful.
At this time, Ruofang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to grab the remaining medicine bowl.
"Okay." Ruofang glared at Ruotao angrily, "Ruotao, you are really going too far."
Ruotao looked down at the medicine bowl in Ruofang's hand, and then unbuttoned the acupuncture points on Wenchi's body without saying a word.
Wen Chi immediately fell on the bed, lying on the edge of the bed coughing and retching, his thin shoulders shaking violently.
Ruo Fang was at a loss, hesitantly stepped forward: "Master..."
"You guys go out first." Wen Chi hurriedly interrupted Ruofang's words, and after speaking, he retched again.
"But son..."
"You go out."
Ruofang wanted to say something, but she just saw Wen Chi in such a tragic state and remembered her just standing by in shock, and she couldn't be shameless to continue to stay, she told Wen Chi a few words , took the medicine bowl and left - without even looking at Ruo Tao.
Wen Chi retched for a long time and didn't let the nausea go away. Fortunately, the cough was relieved.
Seeing Wen Chi looking over, Ruo Tao finally showed shame on her face, and she fell to the ground with a plop: "Master, all mistakes are the slave's fault, please punish the slave. "
Wen Chi didn't even want to look at Ruotao, and closed his eyes again: "I won't punish you, I just want to be alone, go out."
Ruotao didn't mean to get up, and even kowtowed: "Please punish the slaves."
Wen Chi was speechless.
Not waiting for Wen Chi to speak, Ruotao said again: "The child in the son's womb is the first child of His Royal Highness, if it is a boy, then he is very likely to inherit the position of His Royal Highness, so What the son is carrying is not only your own child, but also the child of His Royal Highness, and also the future of the great feudal kingdom. It is not for you and the child that His Royal Highness took this land so desperately, but you are just for a bowl. Medicine is so petty, have you ever thought about the child in your womb or the prince who is still trapped in the palace?"
After speaking, there was a long silence.
Wen Chi didn't expect Ruotao to say such a thing, he was stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise and looked at Ruotao who was still kneeling on the ground.
Wen Chi knew that Ruotao was originally Shi Ye's side, and should be thinking of Shi Ye from Shi Ye's point of view, but he never thought that Ruotao would treat him for these two days dissatisfied to such an extent.
Originally, Wen Chi was still a little angry, but thinking of Shi Ye, he suddenly couldn't get angry again.
"I see, I don't blame you." Wen Chi raised his forehead and sighed, "Get up."
But Ruotao still couldn't afford it, and continued to muffled: "If the son is still so petty in the future, the slave will still choose to do what he did just now."
Wen Chi: “…”
Ruo Tao pursed her lips and said nothing.
Wen Chi really wanted to be angry but didn't know how to be angry, in the end he could only comfort himself that Ruo Tao had no evil intentions while forcing himself to calm down, he said: "Don't worry, I will try my best from now on. Take good medicine."
Ruotao immediately climbed up the pole: "I have to eat well."
Wen Chi choked and sighed a few times: "Yes yes yes."
Ruotao got Wenchi's guarantee, and her face was so tight that she gradually burst into a smile. She got up from the ground with her hands and feet, and looked at the medicine stains on Wenchi's body. Immediately at a loss and guilt: "The slave servant brought a basin of hot water to scrub the son."
Wen Chi did not refuse, but nodded weakly.
Who knew that the bowl of medicinal soup had an impact on Wenchi until midnight.
Wen Chi was lying on the bed, still feeling bitterness in his mouth, he got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, raised his head and drank the water in the glass, but unfortunately the water could not be washed down at all A bitter taste in his mouth.
Wen Chi drank four or five glasses of water in one breath, until he couldn't drink any more, he put down the water glass and went back to the bed to continue lying down.
The oven by the bed emits a bright red warm light, and the sound of charcoal fires can be heard from time to time.
His whole face was burnt red.
He stared blankly at the charcoal fire in the oven.
I don't know how long it took, he suddenly seemed to have burned his eyes, and a sourness rushed up.
Wen Chi blinked, his clear vision was instantly blurred by the mist, his tears flowed out as if he didn't want money, slid across his cheeks, and soon soaked his face.