Chapter 908 (1/2)

Fleeting Youth Lan Xiao Jiu 28010K 2022-07-23

Seeing Wei Qing rubbing her forehead hard, Xiao Qingqian held her hand, ”Why are your hands so cold?”

Wei Qing shook his head, ”it's OK.”

”I'll let Chen Cheng stare at the ring again. Maybe Zhao Shan is more cunning. He won't pawn the ring in the pawnshop in Beijing.” Xiao Qingqian gently rubbed Wei Qing's hand.

”Ah Qian, how can such an ordinary ring, such a clever person as Zhao Shan, be pawned in a pawnshop? What's the point of pawning it?”

Zhao Shan, after all, is not Zhou Yong. He is not addicted to gambling.

Xiao Qingqian thought for a while and looked at the dark sky. ”Go back first. I've been busy all day, and I don't have a serious meal.”

Wei Qing sneezed, sucked his nose, spread out his arm and said, ”back me!”

Xiao Qingqian said angrily, ”you

”What's the matter with me?” She gave a look of reproach.

Xiao Qingqian squatted down, ”hold on, or I don't care if I fall down.”

Wei Qing smiles and climbs on his back.

When he stood up, Xiao Qingqian pretended not to stand firm and turned to his side.

Wei Qing exclaimed, holding his arms as tightly as a vine.

”What did you eat? Why is it so heavy? ”

Wei Qingqi's molar is Huo Huo, ”Xiao Qingqian, are you itching?”

”It seems that it's really itchy. Grab it for me at night!”

”Out of tune!”

So all the way out of Jingzhao house with Weiqing on his back, the dark Wei has prepared the carriage.

However, Xiao Qingqian insisted on carrying Wei Qing back to the Chu palace.

Everyone was stunned. What a good man their Lord was!

Wei Qing has been sleeping on his back.

Xiao Qingqian put the man down and looked at her quietly for a while, asking the kitchen to warm the food first.

After a while, Wei Qing didn't wake up.

”Qing'er?”

After two calls, before she woke up, Xiao Qingqian saw that her face was not quite normal and put his hand on her forehead.

How hot!

”Come on, get the doctor!”

Soon, Du Teng was invited to the palace.

To feel Wei Qing's pulse, Du Teng's eyebrows almost twisted into the Sichuan character, ”the heat is very high, so I'll make a prescription.”

Xiao qingqianxiu rubbed her dry and cracked lips, and cherished them.

”Qing'er.”

Wei Qing felt like someone was kissing his hand. She wanted to open her eyes to have a look, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.

”Qing'er, get up and drink the medicine!” Xiao Qingqian took the medicine in the maid's hand, scooped it with a spoon, blew it, and handed it to her mouth.

Bitter taste spread in the mouth, Wei Qing instinctively refused.

Looking at the medicine juice flowing out from the corner of her mouth, Xiao Qingqian was very anxious.

If you don't take medicine, the fever will not go away at all.

After thinking about it, he took a sip of the medicine and directly bent down to kiss her lips.

She hated it and resisted the bitter taste. However, she couldn't vomit at all.

She snorted twice as the bitter liquid slid down her throat.

Xiao Qingqian used the same method to feed her and drank more than half a bowl of medicine. When he bent over to feed the medicine again, Wei Qing bit the tip of his tongue subconsciously.

The taste of fishy and sweet mixed with bitterness spread in each other's mouth. Wei Qing twisted her eyebrows, whined, and swallowed the juice again.

Relieved, Xiao Qingqian takes the handkerchief and helps Wei Qing carefully wipe off the medicine juice from the corner of his mouth.