Chapter 1513 How the Emperor Was Raised (11)

Shen Mubai was laughing like crazy in his heart, with a calm expression on his face, and nodded, "Brother Ji needs to drink more medicine to get better."

She handed over a spoonful of soup and rolled her eyes.

Bailiji lowered his eyes slightly, raised his face, raised his lips and smiled, "Sister Chu Yi is so virtuous at a young age. It is a blessing for this prince."

When the girl looked at him dumbly, she drank the soup in one gulp with a calm expression.

Shen Mubai didn't expect that she accidentally made the male protagonist confirm the marriage. Although she knew that the other party must be full of malice towards her now, it was already a good start.

She initially wanted to increase Bailiji's favorability, but because of his temperament, she was afraid that the more she showed kindness and devotion to him, it would be counterproductive.

He scooped up another spoonful of soup and sent it towards the prince on the couch.

After drinking several times, Bailiji's face still had no expression.

But Shen Mubai knew that he was trying his best to endure it, his fingers were clenched tightly and turned slightly white, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Brother Ji." Shen Mubai handed it over with a smile and kindly reminded, "There is still half a bowl, it will be finished soon."

Bailiji looked at her and suddenly smiled with an unknown meaning.

Shen Mubai had an ominous premonition for a moment.

"Although Sister Chu Yi and I are just engaged, we will become husband and wife in the future. We will share hardships and enjoy blessings together." The prince on the couch asked calmly, "Do you think so?"

She pretended not to understand, "Chu Yi naturally knows. Brother Ji should finish the medicine. He is almost cold."

Bailiji didn't move, just looked at her with a smile, "Although this medicine is bitter, it is also good medicine."

Shen Mubai couldn't help but secretly glare at the man in front of him, and finally squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother Ji is right, but this medicine belongs to brother Ji, and Chu Yi doesn't want you to get better later."

"Then I'll ask the palace maid to bring you a bowl." Baili Ji raised her lip line.

Shen Mubai's hand holding the bowl shook, as if he had eaten fly droppings, and finally managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "No need, brother Ji, we are husband and wife from now on, so we will naturally enjoy it together."

She scooped up a spoonful and took a sip, then her whole face wrinkled.

Bailiji's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his lips raised, "Sister Chu Yi, are you afraid of hardship?"

Shen Mubai was stunned and felt that these words were a bit familiar. After thinking about it, wasn't this what she had just said.

So she thought about it seriously and decided that Bailiji wanted to use what she had learned to trick her, so she said, "Chu Yi, like other girls, is a little afraid of hardship."

Bailiji nodded.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but look at the other party expectantly.

The prince on the couch seemed to notice her gaze, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "It's a bit bitter, but good medicine tastes bitter. I'm sorry for you."

You also know that you have wronged me.

Shen Mubai was about to explode, so he endured it and said, "Brother Ji is right."

No one took advantage of it.

By the end of the drink, at least a third of the bowl of medicine had gone into her stomach.

When leaving the Prince's Palace, Shen Mubai burped, full of medicinal smell, and secretly raised his middle finger towards the inside.

"What are you doing, Sister Chu Yi?" came a voice. Bailiji, who was originally on the bed, came out from nowhere and looked at her.

Shen Mubai panicked for a moment, then quickly calmed down, and lied without changing his expression, "This is a folk gadget that Chu Yi learned. If one person makes such an action to another person, it means that the other person likes the other person very much."