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Little Seven Girl fluttered her big eyes, looked at Nan Fengchen, her innocence, no, this is not the legendary treaty of bereavement and humiliation ...

"His Royal Highness, are you asking too much, too much ..." Xiao Qixi smiled and asked carefully.

"What's the first thing said by this palace?" Nan Fengchen chuckled his lips and asked slightly, his hands clasped around Xiao Qi's waist aggravated his strength, and the original distance between the two was not so great. Squeeze clean.

"Achen, let me go, okay?" A girl had to soften her voice as much as possible and whispered.

Nan Fengchen was full of smiles.

His first request was to call Mi Xiaoqi to call him Achen.

The second requirement was that Xiaoqi had to make a pot of wine for him every three days. The third requirement, in the opinion of Xiaoqi, was the most depressing, that Nanfengchen had to be every five days when the seventh month Come out and meet him once ...

Huh, Xiaoqi, who was free again, exhaled softly.

"The other two requests, yes or no, the palace gives you time to consider. If you don't, the palace will go to the North Moon Emperor directly." Nan Fengchen's voice sounded.

Well, Xiao Qi said he was under great pressure.

"I promise ..." At last, under the pressure of her highness, the little seven girl completely compromised.

"Go to cook." Nan Fengchen leaned back and instructed.

Xiao Qi silently lamented the sadness of his life and walked towards the kitchen.

Clean noodles and prepare various dishes.

After half an hour.

Xiao Qi put the prepared meals on the table before going to the chaise longue and asked Nan Fengchen to eat.

Nan Fengchen looked at the red and green face in front of her, and her heart warmed slightly.

"This is called longevity noodles. People in our hometown who have had birthdays will eat them. You said it too late. I didn't have time to prepare a birthday cake for you. The next time you have birthdays, I will prepare them for you." After all, it is Nan Fengchen's birthday, and Xiao Qi doesn't hate Nan Fengchen from the bottom of his heart.

"Birthday cake, the one you made for Bei Gong Qi?" Nan Fengchen frowned, invisible.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Xiao Qi asked, the people in the herbal garden that day were all their own. How could Nan Fengchen know?

"There is nothing I don't know if I want to know. You said that when next year's birthday, you have to accompany this palace." Nan Fengchen elegantly picked up chopsticks and ate noodles. He would never admit it. There was a little bit of ecstasy.

"You must not bite after eating." Xiao Qi hurriedly instructed.

After eating noodles, Nan Fengchen put down her chopsticks.

"What song you sang that day, this house also wants."

"Okay, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you ..." Xiao Qi sang as he clapped his hands, and Nuo Nu's little voice sounded like magic, making Nan Fengchen's unconscious eyes light up.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Prince ... Achen." In Nan Fengchen's sharp eyes, the little girl finally remembered his request.

"This is the wine I just mixed, you taste it, see if you like it." Xiao Qi poured a glass of wine to Nan Fengchen.

Nan Fengchen took the wine glass and drank it.

"Nice, sweet and sour with a hint of wine."

"Of course, this girl's wine is naturally delicious." Xiao Qi smiled and ate the food automatically, and the two chatted casually.

Early moonlight.

Xiao Qi sat in the yard and looked at the moon, but in his heart he was worried about the Three Kings House.

"What are you thinking?" Nan Fengchen stood behind Xiao Qi, even though he knew she was thinking about Kitamiya Yan.

"It's okay, are you born today, is there no activity at night?" Xiao Qi asked blinking.

"No, only you and this palace are here. What activities do you want?" Nan Fengchen's eyes lingered on Xiao Qi.

Uh ... it really can't be overestimated.

"Well, go and see the stars." Xiao Qi pointed at the sky.

"Okay." Yin fell around his long arms, and the two of them rose into the air and landed on the roof.

"Look, that's the cowherd and that is the weaver."

"Niu Lang? Weaver?" Nan Fengchen looked at Xiao Qi a little bit puzzled.

"Don't you know?" Xiao Qi asked in surprise.

Nan Fengchen blushed slightly and nodded.

"I tell the story to you ..." Xiao Qi began to tell the story of the Cowherd and Girl Weaver to Nan Fengchen, pointing to the other constellations, and told the story of the constellation to Nan Fengchen one by one.

Nan Fengchen listened very enthusiastically. After a night of asking and answering by two people, the star went down, the sun followed the sky, Xiao Qi crooked and fell asleep on Nan Fengchen's shoulder.

"Xiao Qi, this is the happiest birthday in this palace." Nan Fengchen watched Xiao Qi spit out a word gently, hugged her gently, flew to the ground, and entered the room.

"It's cold ..." Xiao Qi murmured, and some cold sweat was seeping from his forehead.

Nan Fengchen was startled, raised her hand and landed on her forehead. Damn, she was so hot.

"Luo Bing, please go without wind."

"Yes." Luo Bing left.

"A Yan, hug." Xiao Qi confusedly stretched out his hands.

Nan Fengchen had a severe pain in her heart, and a dead woman, would it be that there is only one northern palace inflammation in your heart, even if you spend the night with this palace, the person in your heart is still him!

"Hug ..." Xiao Qi's voice was waxy as if he had been soaked with water, and he was pathetic.

Finally, Nan Fengchen still did not have the heart to make her sad, she bent down and hugged Xiao Qi gently.

"Ayan, I miss you so much."

Nan Fengchen pressed down the anger in her heart, and patted Xiao Qi's shoulder gently, "I am."

Sure enough, this comfort was most effective, Xiao Qi soon fell asleep.

When Feng Wuchen and Luo Bing entered the room together, he was seeing Nan Fengchen holding a sleeping Mi Xiaoqi.

"Diagnose the pulse." Nan Fengchen's cold voice quickly pulled them back to reality.

The wind came without a few steps, and the long fingers fell on Xiao Qi's veins, half a moment, slowly opening, "Cooling caused high fever."

"Prescription."

"Yes." Feng Wuji hurried out to prepare soup.

Naturally, Luo Bing did not dare to stay, and followed the wind without a trace.

"No trace, Your Royal Highness is alright?"

"How can it be okay, I haven't seen Her Royal Highness for many years, this little seven girl is really not easy, just ..." Feng Wuwen said halfway, Luo Bing understood what he meant.

Xiao Qi's girl clearly likes Bei Gongyan, and His Royal Highness is bound to win Xiao Qi. The woman's heart is unpredictable. No one knows whether Xiao Qi will finally turn to the embrace of Prince.

After a while, the medicine was cut.

"Little Seven." Nan Fengchen called gently, "Get up to take medicine."

"Don't take medicine, bitter." A girl turned over and buried her head in the quilt.

Nan Fengchen looked at the wind without a trace, what should I do?

Wind without trace is more depressing, master, how do I know what to do if the girl does not take medicine?

"Little Seven Girl, the disease will be better if you take the medicine." Feng Wuji said, persuading.

However, someone in the quilt should not say a word, no matter what the outside said, and slept happily.

"Is there any other way to take medicine?" Nan Fengchen asked.

"If you don't take medicine, you won't have a fever." Feng Wuji said.

"Xiao Qi, get up and take medicine." Nan Fengchen yanked out Xiao Qi from the quilt. Xiao Xi looked at the person in front of him and shook it a few times. "Ayan, feed me. "

Little Seven Girl opened her mouth gently, squinting her eyes, her face crimson.

Nan Fengchen suffocated, she was really charming, "Go out!"

The wind without a trace was suddenly called by Xiao Qi's Ayan, who was scolded by Nan Fengchen and then quickly withdrew.

A spoonful of soup was delivered to the lips.

"Why not mouth-to-mouth feeding ..." Xiao Qi asked dullly.

Nan Fengchen took a deep breath, raised his hand and took a big sip, and passed it to Xiao Qi. Then a girl drank the medicine obediently.

"A Yan, sleep." Xiao Qiyi rolled around and wrapped one arm of Nan Fengchen, and fell straight to bed to sleep.

Nan Fengchen took the opportunity to gently ring Xiaoqi.

Mi Xiaoqi, one day, you will shout the name of this palace.

He did not sleep all night, and Nan Fengchen soon fell asleep.

At the beginning of the Huadeng Festival, Xiao Qi's burnout gradually receded, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

"Ok……"

There was a stinky sweat all over the body, Xiao Qi felt very uncomfortable and woke up with an eyebrow.

"Nanfeng Chen ... You, why are you on my bed?" Xiao Qi asked screaming, quickly got up, checked his clothes, and saw a long, sigh of relief.

Nan Fengchen was somber and stared at Mi Xiaoqi.

"That ..." Xiao Qi was a little scared, blinking, thinking about something to remedy, but saw Nan Fengchen's swollen sleeves turned and left.

Before long, the wind came in without a trace.

"Does Seven Girls feel better?"

"Windy, what's wrong with me?" Xiao Qi asked in surprise.

"The girl got cold last night and had a high fever. Her Royal Highness has been taking care of the girl herself." Feng Wuji replied, "I will give the girl a pulse next time."

"There is a workmanship." Xiao Qi stared at the door. The light outside was almost dim, and he couldn't see too far. Nan Fengchen had been taking care of himself, so an awkward person would also take care of others.

Xiao Qi's brain slowly appeared some pictures, feeding medicine, embracing ...

Hehe, no!

Xiao Qi was stung by herself, and she even regarded Nan Fengchen as Bei Gongyan. It must not be true, it must not be.

"Seven girls are all right, coughing badly." Feng Wuzhen asked with concern.

"No, nothing."

"Go ahead and boil a medicine, and the girl will drink without any problem."

"There are laborers." Xiao Qi smiled weakly.

After the wind went out without a trace, Xiao Qi leaned directly on the head of the bed.

"Drink medicine." Xiao Qi still wanted to coax Nan Fengchen, his voice and a pungent medicine smell appeared at the same time.

"Nanfeng Chen ..." Xiao Qi looked at him.

"Why do you want to feed you in this palace?"

"No." Xiao Qi's face was crimson, and he took the medicine bowl in a hurry, gritted his teeth and drank it.

"It's so bitter." I exhaled hard, and still couldn't spit out the bitter taste in my mouth.

"Eat." Nan Fengchen awkwardly handed over a candied fruit.