Traveling through the elf palace master play the king

Qingqing's body is slowly recovering, but what troubles her the most is the bitter medicine that she must drink every day. She wanted to pour it out secretly, but in the blink of an eye, the gentle Murong Mingxun would appear in front of her like a devil and supervise her personally.

Drinking it made her miserable.

The daily drama of "I don't want to drink" begins again.

"You must drink it, it's good for your health." Murong Mingxun pressed his temples with his hands. There was really nothing he could do about this girl.

Qingqing turned her face to the side angrily, "You go out, I don't want you to worry about it."

"Do you want me to feed you? If anything happens during this period, don't blame me." Murong Mingxun picked up the medicine and looked at the angry man with a smile.

"Are you threatening me?" Qingqing was indeed a little scared. This man personally applied medicine on her back every time, which made her face feel hot every time. She could also feel his hands trembling on her back.

, as if trying to restrain himself.

Murong Mingxun thought for a moment and said, "That's right!" He walked over with the medicine in hand.

"Don't come over here, I can drink it myself." Qingqing hurriedly grabbed the medicine from his hand, held her nose and drank the medicine with a heroic expression.

Seeing her face wrinkled up from the pain of the medicine, I felt quite distressed, but there was nothing I could do. I had to do this in order to make her get better quickly.

"It's so painful! I'm going to spit it out." Qingqing opened her mouth with a painful expression. She raised her head and her eyes were hazy, just about to vent. Murong Mingxun didn't know what he stuffed into her mouth, and there was something coming from his mouth.

It was sour and sweet, and this sour-sweet taste just dissolved the bitterness just now. Qingqing blinked her big and lively eyes, enjoying the sour-sweet feeling.

"It's much better! Take the medicine obediently from now on, and stop showing off your temper." Murong Mingxun pinched Qingqing's pretty nose.

A maid's voice came from outside the door, "Young Master, the food is ready. Miss Han Yan is waiting in the hall."

"Let her eat there by herself! Bring the food here." Murong Mingxun gently stroked Qingqing's thin little face with his hand.

"Yes" the maid quickly went to prepare the meal.

In less than a moment, the table was filled with delicious food. The two of them sat down and began to eat. Murong Mingxun kept putting dishes on Qingqing's plate, and Qingqing had become accustomed to his care and slowly tasted the delicious food.

"Eating a piece of fish" Murong Mingxun removed the fish bones and put the fish meat into a green bowl.

Qingqing raised her eyebrows. She didn't like eating fish the most, but when she saw him carefully removing the fish bones for herself, her heart softened. She could just eat it, and it wouldn't poison anyone, so she put the fish in her mouth.

"It's delicious! The fish meat is very tender and smooth, and the taste is just right." The delicious taste made Qing Qing have a great change in her opinion of fish.

Murong Mingxun happily continued to remove fish bones for her. Seeing her eating so happily made him feel very good.

"By the way, can you let my two personal maids serve me? I'm not used to others serving me." Qingqing took advantage of Mingxun's good mood and asked.

Murong Mingxun's body trembled, his sharp eyes fell on Qing Qing's face, what did he really want to see through?

"Are you okay?" Qingqing said coquettishly while tugging on Mingxun's sleeve.

"Okay, I promise you. But it's best not to have any evil ideas, otherwise you will know the consequences..." Murong Mingxun felt uneasy.

"I promise like God I will never cause trouble." Qingqing stretched out her hand seriously.

"Who is God? Is he a man?" Murong Mingxun asked coldly, could it be that besides Long Shuyu, there is a man named God who is having sex with him.

"God is a god-like person believed in in my country, that's pretty much it anyway," Qingqing explained.

Murong Mingxun's expression improved after hearing the explanation, and he secretly laughed at his own sensitivity.