Chapter 210

His Royal Highness had never seen her like this before, so he was a little worried, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Would you like some hot water?"

"Don't drink."

Luo Qinghan persuaded seriously: "Those are not good books, it's not good to read too much."

Xiao Xixi turned over and faced him with the back of his head.

No concubine had ever dared to get angry with him like this, and Xiao Liangdi was the first.

Luo Qinghan sat down beside her, and coaxed patiently, "I'll read you another book alone."

Then he began to recite "Da Sheng Shi Ji".

This book is about the historical changes of the Great Prosperity Dynasty. Its main content is to sing praises to the emperors. However, when Luo Qinghan was chanting, he deliberately skipped those large paragraphs of praise, and only picked some interesting ones. Tell her a history story.

His voice is very nice, with a little hoarseness in the deep, and the speed of his speech is not too slow or slow, which is very attractive.

Xiao Xixi didn't intend to ignore him at first, but when she listened to it, she couldn't help being attracted.

When Luo Qinghan stopped after a part of his speech, she turned to look at him.

But he was surprised to find that he had no book in his hand at all.

He was not studying just now, but endorsing.

Xiao Xixi was surprised. She remembered that there were four volumes of "Da Sheng Shi Ji", and each volume was very thick. He was able to memorize so much content, which was a good memory.

He is indeed a scholar!

Luo Qinghan asked, "Do you still want to hear it?"

Xiao Xixi responded awkwardly, "Yeah."

Luo Qinghan went on to tell her a story.

He has read a lot of books and knows a lot of stories, and he can get it at his fingertips without having to read the classics.

Moreover, he is good-looking and has a good voice. Listening to him telling stories is a double enjoyment of sight and hearing.

Xiao Xixi gradually felt that it was more interesting to listen to the stories of His Royal Highness than to read the books.

Seeing that her mood was improving, His Royal Highness took out the pastries from Suxiangtang.

Seeing delicious food, the last bit of unhappiness in Xiao Xixi's heart disappeared completely.

She picked up a piece of wishful cake, took a bite, and her eyes lit up immediately.

"It's delicious! It really deserves to be a century-old brand, and it really lives up to its reputation!"

She asked the prince to try it too.

Luo Qinghan tried to eat a piece and said calmly, "It's okay."

Xiao Xixi asked while eating, "Did the little prince win a lot of money?"

"It did win a lot."

Not only did he win a lot, but he also suffered a severe beating.

Xiao Xixi smiled proudly: "Look, how accurate the concubine is!"

In the evening, Imperial Physician Zhang and Imperial Physician Duan came.

They checked the prince's pulse, and found that the prince's pulse was still very vain, and after four days of medicine, there was no improvement.

After some discussion, the two decided to adjust the prescription.

At night, in front of the palace maids and eunuchs, the prince drank a whole bowl of soup.

In the dead of night, when only he and Xiao Liangdi were left in the room, he took out the medicine bottle from the dark compartment at the head of the bed, poured out a Qi deficiency pill, and threw it into his mouth and swallowed it.

He put away the medicine bottle, lay down again, and stretched out his hand to embrace Xiao Liangdi in his arms.

Since he took Xiao Liangdi to sleep the day before yesterday, the one-foot distance between the two has been erased.

It's like a line of defense. After being broken through once, the line of defense disappears.

During these two nights, the prince would sleep with Xiao Liangdi in his arms.

Perhaps because of the closer distance, Xiao Liangdi's sleeping position on the bed became more and more relaxed.

Every now and then she would lift her arm or stretch her leg.

Luo Qinghan would often be woken up by her sudden blows. He had no choice but to hold her tightly in his arms, and her hands and feet were also tightly suppressed by him. In this way, she would not No more fiddling.