Quick wear: The system is blown up, and the male lead is blackened

Chapter 122 Master Manager, I will not tease you 25
Yu Wenjun stared at her with a harmless look on his face: "Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

Nan'an shook her head, hoping she was wrong!

The child in front of him is only 13 years old, how can he have such deep scheming.

But Ye Mingxiu's illness, if the empress knew about it, what would be the best thing to do!

Ye Mingxiu has fallen, do you know that his people in black are still guarding the imperial concubine hall?

she does not know!
I dare not even think about it!
She can only hope that Ye Mingxiu will get better soon.

Nan'an has already given orders not to spread the news of Ye Mingxiu's illness, and the people in the palace are also panicked.

In order to ensure Ye Mingxiu's speedy recovery, Nan'an chose to take care of him personally. Although he may talk in his sleep, the time he is really awake is still very little!

Nan'an wrung out a white handkerchief and placed it on Ye Mingxiu's forehead.

The small Yu Wenjun came over with the medicine soup: "Ma'am, this is the medicine for the admiral!"

Nan'an raised his head, slightly astonished: "Why are you? Where's the maid?"

Yu Wenjun "thumped" and knelt on the ground: "It was my mother who saved me from that dark place. Xiao Wenzi is very grateful. I fell into the water a few days ago, which gave me a lot of epiphanies. I just want to thank my mother. There is nothing else to do." He agrees!"

Nan An was frightened by his big gift, and hurriedly bent down to help him up: "There is no need to perform such a big gift in the future!"

He lowered his eyes to look at the dark red medicinal soup, and reached out to take it: "This medicinal soup is hot, don't take it with you in the future! What if it burns you?"

Nan An turned his head and blew on it with a spoon, making sure it wasn't hot before feeding Ye Mingxiu little by little.

And Yu Wenjun on the side stared straight at the medicine bowl, seeing the soup being fed into the man's mouth little by little, his tense body relaxed a little, and even the palms of his hands were wet by him , a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth.

He looked aside again, and happened to see Nan An's exquisite and dignified smiling face, she was concentrating on feeding the medicine, that kind of tenderness made him very uncomfortable!

His eyes seemed to flash a ball of fire, looking at the man on the bed, wishing he could be burned to death immediately!
For several days in succession, it was Yu Wenjun who came to deliver the medicine, and Nan'an felt relieved, so let him deliver it!

But this little bean sprouts always stood aside after delivering the medicine, and Nan An couldn't scold him and let him go out.

But it feels like something is wrong.

What's wrong, Nan'an can't tell.

She was blowing hot air on the spoon, and in a daze, the spoon touched her mouth.

She accidentally took a sip, a little bitter.

So she looked sideways at Ye Mingxiu, why didn't he wake up, it was already the third day!
For some reason, she had the illusion that his complexion seemed to be getting worse.

Yu Wenjun stared at Ye Mingxiu all the time, turned around and saw Nan An who was pursing his lips, his heart stopped, and he rushed up immediately: "Mother, have you taken this medicine?"

Nan An turned his head, his face suddenly turned red, the spoon was given to Ye Mingxiu, but he licked it himself, could it be an indirect kiss?
She straightened her head, with starlight shining in her eyes, she was a little embarrassed: "I accidentally touched it just now, this medicine is quite bitter!"

"You can't drink this medicine!" Yu Wenjun yelled at her.

Nan An raised her head, the reaction of the little bean sprouts must have been too intense, she was a little confused: "Why?"

Yu Wenjun stuttered a bit. He stared at Nan'an in a daze, but couldn't say anything. After a while, he lowered his head and said, "This medicine contains...kidney-tonifying...things!"

Nan An was stunned again, nourishing the kidney?

Ye Mingxiu was lying motionless on the bed, what kind of kidney should he replenish?

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