Chapter 89 The Prince Is Very Sick 15

Since this night, in the next ten days, Su Yan has not only become a personal waiter, but also a drug tester before dishes.

Three meals a day turned into being with Xuanyuan Yonghao.

He seemed to enjoy watching her eat.

So that most of those cakes and fruits were 'rewarded' to Su Yan.

However, Xuanyuan Yonghao's typhoid fever did not seem to improve, and he was still drinking the soup every day.

His face was pale and weak, and every time he saw him, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

One afternoon, the sun was shining and the weather was just right.

#Three princes' bedroom#

In front of the desk, the third prince is dressed in elegant clothes, his eyes are lowered, and he is practicing calligraphy with a brush in his hand.

He looks bright, but looks a little weak.

Beside him, Su Yan held a plate of peach blossom soft plum cake, sat on a stool, and ate it in small bites.

Soft and well-behaved.

Most of her attention was not on Xuanyuan Yonghao but on her cakes.

Eating and eating, seeing that I still have half of the pastries, blinking, and silently wondering how long I have to eat to finish it.

Since the tasting was over that day, the man seemed addicted.

From time to time, I would bring a plate of food for her to eat. At first, I just watched her eat it straight.

Later, it became that he was busy with other things, and she must be within three feet of him, eating.

This peach blossom soft plum cake is made by the imperial kitchen. It has the shape of peach blossoms and exudes the aroma of peach blossoms, but when you eat it, it tastes like sweet plums.

Appetizing and delicious.

However, I can't stand eating one plate at a time.

Su Yan put down the plate in her hand and decided to rest for a while.

She was tired of eating.

Beside him, Xuanyuan Yonghao didn't know when he put down the brush in his hand and raised his head.

He saw that Su Yan's eyes were moist, sitting there obediently.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, with a warm and pure breath.

"I am full?"

Su Yan hugged the stack of pastries, stood up, and spoke seriously

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Xuanyuan Yonghao sat on the chair behind him with a relaxed posture, looked at Su Yan up and down, and curled his lips again.

"I've been bored in the house for a long time, and I want to go out for a walk. When it gets darker, I'll go out with this palace."

Su Yan nodded,

"Yes"

After speaking, a slender and powerful hand touched the tea cup next to it,

soft breath

“The tea is cold”

"The servant will give you a drink."

Su Yan answered.

As he spoke, he put the dessert in his hand on the stool he just sat on.

Followed, picked up the quilted tea cup and walked out.

As soon as she walked out of the bedroom, Xiaohua couldn't help but make a sound.

"Host, the male protagonist's body is so weak"

Su Yan sat on the matter in her hands wholeheartedly, so she was a little perfunctory when answering Xiaohua

"kindness?"

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"Since he fell into the water, he has been drinking the medicine for so many days, but he has not seen any improvement, and he looks weak and weak."

When she was talking, Xiaohua suddenly made a sound again

"Host host, the male protagonist will not be assassinated by someone, right?"

Su Yan methodically poured out the water in the tea cup and added new hot water.

she answered in a low voice

"Won't"

As soon as Xiaohua's brain hole opened, she couldn't help it

"Host, look at how pitiful the male protagonist is. Maybe he was given a chronic poison by his imperial brother or Huang Ama, so his body has not improved."

This is enough to explain why the male protagonist finally killed his two imperial brothers and his father.