I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 340 The little prince wants to hold high 13

Tang Zhou, who was in a daze, raised his eyes, and saw the back of the little palace man hurrying out.

The hand on Qinghui flicked Qinghui slightly, and said blankly, "Am I that scary?"

Qinghui shook and agreed: Yes, you threaten me with Mingyue or Choluobei every now and then, it's that scary!

Yi Cang, who had been observing whether there would be any major changes in the entire plane, also heard Tang Zhou's words, paused, felt his scalp feel a little cold, and finally nodded seriously, although Tang Zhou couldn't see it, But still clearly felt the sense of approval from Yi Cang at that moment.

Humph.

Dissatisfied, the elder sister pushed Qinghui aside, then stood up and walked to the table.

The freshly brewed medicine was steaming, with an indescribable taste.

Tang Ju, who was always sensitive to smells, was slightly displeased.

It's just that there was no one in the house, and the medicine had to be drunk while it was hot. Tang Zhou was wondering if he should call the palace servants back again, so he turned his head and glanced at the bed.

I saw that Feng Rang had woken up at some point.

A pair of beautiful peach-blossom eyes are foggy, because of the rising temperature around him, his little face is also slightly red, his lips are still a little pale, just looking at her straight, as if to see through her conspiracy General trick.

Living in intrigue since he was a child made him clearly understand that there is a price to be paid for anything others give you.

And for this lofty prime minister, is this skin she likes?

Feng Rang couldn't help thinking, the corners of her lips pursed slightly.

But she is still his savior...

The little prince was very conflicted, and Tang Zhou could not help but sigh when he saw the emotion in his eyes.

The little prince obviously had a very bad life when he was a child, and he was suspicious, but because he rescued him from the sea of ​​fire again, he had complicated emotions towards himself, and couldn't figure out what to do with her.

It is also normal.

Well, poor one.

Tang Ju thought for a while, but in the end he didn't call for anyone, and threw Qinghui aside, ignoring its dissatisfied buzzing, and came directly to the bed with the white porcelain bowl in his hand.

The young girl who looked younger just looked down at the cold little beauty on the bed, blinked her eyes, "Get up and drink the medicine."

Then, holding the bowl with one hand, he carried the little prince and sat on the head of the bed like a chicken.

I also sit down.

"you……"

Feng Rang struggled a little, and found that his strength was no match for her. Looking at his clothes again, his eyes could not help but feel a trace of shame and anger. Finally, he pursed the corners of his lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.

It's just that before he opened his mouth, Baici's spoon containing the soup had already reached his mouth.

The little prince froze slightly.

She personally...feeds the medicine?

The prime minister who was holding the bowl blinked his eyes.

Seeing the little prince froze, he looked a little at a loss.

Also a little confused.

After all, even though she has traveled through so many planes, she has never seen this kind of plane. Her little boy is inevitably a bit strong in the planes, and there are some awkwardness, but it is not as obvious as this kid now, and Still so pitiful.

So the Prime Minister thought for a while, put the spoon back into the bowl, and raised his hand to stroke his hair.

"Hey, drink the medicine." Rushi coaxed.

(End of this chapter)