Chapter 635 Blackening the Prince’s Pretty Empress 24

This medicine is surprisingly not bad to drink.

It's not as bitter as Ah Zhao imagined, so drinking it spoon by spoon is not considered torment.

The two fed one and drank the other, and the bowl soon came to an end.

At the last mouthful, Ah Zhao coughed suddenly. She covered her lips with a handkerchief, but because of this action, she accidentally hit Fengzi's hand.

The medicine bowl in his hand fell upside down in his arms.

Some residual soup left at the bottom of the bowl was also all stained on the robe.

Ah Zhao: "..."

"I'm sorry." She said sincerely.

Fengzi looked as usual: "It's okay."

He took the medicine bowl away, and came over with candied fruit, held it up with a silver pick, and brought it to Ah Zhao's mouth.

Ah Zhao was taken aback.

She looked up, and seemed to see the deep-seated tenderness in Feng Zi's eyes for an instant.

But when she blinked and looked again, there was only a soft smile left in her eyes, where is there any tenderness?

Could it be a hallucination?

and……

She looked down at the candied fruit beside her mouth, and always felt that feeding the candied fruit was too intimate.

Even a real mother and child, after they grow up, won't make such a gesture, right?

Ah Zhao rolled his eyes, did not open his mouth, but turned his head to look at Feng Zi: "Your Majesty, I can do it myself."

Feng Zi curled her lips into a smile: "My son is busy every day, and it is rare to have the opportunity to be filial by the mother's side. Can the mother not let my son show his filial piety?"

Oh, according to their previous agreement, filial piety is also one of the emperor's images that Feng Zi wants to erect.

Ah Zhao narrowed his eyes: "But, there are no outsiders now."

The implication is that you don't need to show it to others.

Fengzi looked down at the candied fruit in his hand.

He wants to say that this is not for others to see.

But it is not suitable now.

He's still not sure what she wants, and he doesn't have the ability to kill all threats right now.

He smiled softly, no longer insisted, and put down the silver pick.

"It's my son who overstepped the bounds."

He was born plump and handsome, and with lowered eyes like this, with a low tone, it is really unbearable.

Ah Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say that, or I will let you feed him?

Of course, this cannot be said.

She silently ate two candied fruit, only to feel that the delicious food in the past did not have that lovely sweetness.

Feng Zi didn't seem to mind what happened just now, seeing that she had finished eating, she took the candied fruit down, and then saw the notebook she put aside.

"The queen mother was reading the script before?"

A Zhao shook his head: "My eyes are dizzy, I don't want to read, I ask the literate palace servant to read it to me."

Feng Zi brought a book over, and it was about a lady who disguised herself as a man and took the imperial examination all the way to become a high official.

"In this case, I will read a paragraph for the queen mother."

Ah Zhao looked at him: "Aren't you very busy recently?"

Feng Zixin said that she was not very busy.

Busy trying to figure out how to suppress this unwanted thought.

Of course, the final conclusion is: no pressure.

Feng Zi is not a person who cares much about the world, nor is he a person who likes to wrong himself so much.

If you can't hold it down, don't hold it down.

He smiled lightly: "I'm done."

When I'm done, I have more time to see you.

Hearing what he said, Ah Zhao stopped talking nonsense, and said very naturally: "I just read it to chapter 18."

Feng Zi turned to the eighteenth chapter, and began to mutter softly: "When Ling Su arrived at Canglan College, he was naturally careful every step of the way, lest someone would find out that something was wrong. I never thought that there was a scholar surnamed Zheng in my class. ..."

Fengzi's voice was deep and gentle, like a good hypnotic incense on this quiet snowy afternoon.

A Zhao's consciousness gradually fell into chaos.

In a trance, it seems that some very familiar fragrance is approaching.

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4 more.

There is nothing wrong with stepping on the spot five or six times.