Despite the distant demeanor of Qiann Yan, Hee Qingshan automatically imagined how much Qiann Yan liked him and cared for him in his heart.
Without any hesitation, he picked up the soup bowl and started drinking.
"Great King, you go ahead with your work, I'm a bit tired," Qiann Yan turned and left. Hee Qingshan didn't mind at all, still happily drinking the soup, thinking it was truly delicious.
Just at that moment, Ling Shishi, who had vomited several times and almost emptied her stomach, returned miserably to Hee Qingshan's side.
"Shi'er, you don't look well, what's wrong?"
Ling Shishi dared not casually speak ill of Qiann Yan in front of Hee Qingshan, this man was clever. Unless he was willing, don't even think about sowing discord, she just needed to act kind and naive.
"I'm feeling a bit unwell, maybe I caught a chill last night."
Not mentioning Qiann Yan giving her the soup at all. Just the thought of it made her nauseous, but unfortunately, she couldn't vomit anything anymore.
Hee Qingshan originally wanted to hug Ling Shishi, remembered Qiann Yan's return, and the hand he stretched out landed on her shoulder, just patting it: "Let the doctor come and see you later, take a rest today, there isn't much to do."
"I'm already much better, no big deal, thank you Great King for your concern."
"Here, have some soup to nourish yourself, this soup is very tasty."
Ling Shishi didn't look carefully and was caught off guard when Hee Qingshan fed her a spoonful. Tasting the familiar flavor, she then looked at the soup jar. Her mind instantly exploded, the suppressed nausea rising again, and she vomited, directly spraying it on Hee Qingshan's face.
Hee Qingshan was also a bit shocked by the vomit; he felt a bit nauseous himself and subconsciously pushed Ling Shishi away, jumping far.
Ling Shishi felt very uncomfortable inside, but she was already used to this man. If she can endure the present, she will be a noble in the future. As long as she listens to this man, she will become someone great.
Yun Qianyan's outcome may not be better than hers.
Even though the other fights in battles, Hee Qingshan's heart is no longer with them.
No man would like a body covered in scars.
Can an emperor tolerate a woman stronger than him? Especially one who commands armies.
"Forgive me, Great King," Ling Shishi quickly knelt down, "Shi'er truly feels unwell, it wasn't intentional. Great King, please don't despise Shi'er."
Regarding this, she was genuinely a bit afraid.
Hee Qingshan was very disgusted in his heart but didn't show it, as it was rare to have a woman who suited his heart so well.
"Go wash up, I know it wasn't intentional."
"Thank you, Great King." Ling Shishi dared not stay longer, for fear of leaving a deep impression, and trotted out.
"Sister, what exactly is in that soup?"
Qiann Yan chased everyone out and was watching the little daughter of the original host, Hee Wenxuan, sleeping soundly.
"I don't know," Qiann Yan answered, she really didn't know, only felt there should be something bad in it.
Xun Zihuai: "Really?"
"If you want to know, you can ask Ling Shishi, she knows it best."
Xun Zihuai was a bit aggrieved: "You're tired of me."
"No."
She just couldn't get close to people, that's all, it's always been this way.
Xun Zihuai really didn't understand why she so much liked looking at a baby's face, is it because it's good-looking?
System 666: [In some small worlds there are spiritual Elixirs. Host, when you find these medicines, you will be able to heal your face. No need to envy that little girl.]
"Do you think I'm envious of her?"
Isn't it?
"I'm not envious of her at all."
System 666 couldn't say more, lest it gets torn apart.