Chapter 1619 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 170

Chen Yi knew what Qiao Ran was worried about, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness is not that fierce."

At least, nothing will happen to Qiao Ran.

When Qiao Ran heard Chen Yi's words, for some reason, her heart softened inexplicably, as if she was not as scared and uneasy as she was at the beginning.

Not long after, Qiao Ran went in with the soup prepared by the servants and lowered his head. At that moment, His Royal Highness was half lying on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Qiao Ran was afraid of disturbing him, so he walked carefully, not Dare to make too much noise.

She gently put the decoction on the bedside table, and finally mustered up the courage to look at His Highness the Crown Prince and said softly, "Your Highness, can you drink the medicine first?"

Cheng Bianmo didn't move, Qiao Ran called him softly again, "Your Highness..."

Cheng Bian Mo finally opened his eyes slowly, looked at her, and then lowered his eyes to the soup she put aside, he was silent for a long time before he took it, but Cheng Bian Mo just took a sip , then frowned and put the medicine bowl back, looking rather displeased.

Seeing this, Qiao Ran couldn't help asking worriedly, "Your Highness, is it... burnt?"

Sheng Bianmo nodded slightly.

He didn't seem to know that his willingness to pay attention to Qiao Ran, even just nodding his head, was enough to make Qiao Ran's heart jump for a long time. Qiao Ran brought the bowl of soup and medicine over, "Then I... blow it up."

Cheng Bian Mo raised his eyes and looked over. He saw Qiao Ran lowering his eyelashes slightly, his red lips pouted, his fair and beautiful fingers holding on to the spoon, and gently blowing on the soup. After a while, he carefully Feed it over, "It should, it's not hot anymore."

Cheng Bianmo looked at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained motionless.

"Really, it's not hot anymore." Qiao Ran said in a low voice.

Sheng Bianmo still didn't move.

Qiao Ran looked at him still staring at her, that cold look seemed to express "how do you know it's not hot"...

Qiao Ran plucked up the courage and whispered, "Then I... have a taste."

Qiao Ran moved her lips closer to sip the soup, raised her head and said confidently, "It's really not hot anymore."

Cheng Bianmo's eyes finally softened a bit.

Seeing this, Qiao Ran lightly fed the soup spoon to his mouth, in fact, he was very afraid that His Royal Highness would not drink it, but fortunately, Cheng Bianmo just paused for a moment, and opened his lips in cooperation , calmly drank the decoction she fed to her mouth.

Qiao Ran couldn't see his emotional emotions, and didn't know whether he would let herself be fed, so she gently handed over a bowl of soup and medicine, "Do you want to drink it yourself, Your Highness?"

Hearing this, Cheng Bian Mo frowned coldly at her, his expression became more condensed.

Seeing this, Qiao Ran flinched and brought back the bowl of soup and medicine, and said with some stuttering, "Then I'll feed your Highness and drink the medicine..."

She took another sip of the soup, lowered her head and blew, and fed it.

Fortunately, Sheng Bianmo finally opened his mouth and drank the medicine cooperatively.

Occasionally, if Qiao Ran didn't blow on the soup before feeding him, Cheng Bian Mo would put on a cold face and refuse to drink it, and he would not drink the soup until she blew on it first.

It took Qiao Ran a while to discover this pattern, so she didn't dare to neglect, no matter whether it was hot or not, she had to blow it before feeding him.

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked indifferent, he had always cooperated with her. It didn't take long before he drank the whole bowl of medicine.