Chapter 337 Feeling disgusted
It was originally just a weak figure, and King Zhao couldn't help rubbing his temples. The more he recalled it, the more he felt that the figure was so moving.
Miss Liu
This word suddenly flashed through King Zhao's mind, and then his mind became clearer and more and more memories accumulated.
She was a woman as noble as a fairy!
She has a graceful figure and a holy temperament, which is extremely fascinating. As for her appearance...
King Zhao frowned and rubbed his temples hard, trying hard to recall.
It seems like an ordinary appearance?
Anyway, I don't see where it's good-looking.
But even though she was plain, King Zhao was obsessed with her! Thinking about her!
At the same time, King Zhao also remembered the conversation between the two and his rude attitude towards Miss Liu.
He was heartbroken.
How could I be so rude to Miss Liu at that time?
King Zhao's eyes were full of confusion, but if he didn't treat her like that, how else should he face her?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
"My Lord? What's wrong with you, my Lord?"
The anxious cries brought King Zhao back to his senses. He came to his senses and looked at the woman in front of him again.
The more he looked at the woman in front of him, the more he felt disgusted.
She is so beautiful, and at first glance she looks like the type who would deliberately seduce him and make him indulge in the temptation of her beauty.
Unlike Miss Liu who has an ordinary appearance, just looking at her looks, you can tell that she is, well... a good woman.
Ji Yunqing looked very anxious and was extremely suspicious.
What's going on with this guy?
Why do you suddenly look so painful?
Sweat broke out on my forehead...
Could it be that you suddenly wanted to die?
Ji Yunqing's body stiffened, and he was extremely unwilling to see this possibility.
Don’t do that!
She is on duty now. If someone dies, wouldn't she be responsible?
Fortunately, after waiting for a while, the man recovered on his own.
After thinking for a while, she took out her fragrant, soft and clean handkerchief and reached out to wipe the sweat off King Zhao's forehead considerately.
"Your Majesty, let me wipe your sweat off. You almost scared me to death just now."
She has never used this handkerchief even once. It's really a bargain for Old Deng.
As a result, when she reached out her hand, before she could move, her wrist was grabbed by the weak man on the bed.
The man looked alert and understood: "What do you want to do?"
He is still a seriously injured patient in bed, and this woman is so impatient.
It can be seen how fierce the other party is when they ask for what he wants on a normal day!
King Zhao cursed inwardly: What a shameless woman!
But this was his woman after all, and he was afraid of hurting her feelings, so he had to suppress his disgust and chose to compromise his euphemistic promise:
"Be good, wait until I recover from my injury, not now."
Ji Yunqing: “?”
She always speaks her mind: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by that? You don't need my help to wipe the sweat off your face?
It's not possible, it's not possible, you're talking like you can't do it!"
After saying this, Ji Yunqing sneered and "casually" threw the light pink handkerchief at King Zhao's face.
"If you don't let me help you, then wipe it yourself!"
She was just taking a break.
This reaction shocked King Zhao and made his face darken.
"Ji! Don't be so rude!"
He picked up the woman's handkerchief that was thrown at his face and stuffed it under his pillow, while getting angry.
"It seems that I have indulged you too much on weekdays, which has led to your being so bold and reckless now."
"Next, I will definitely teach you what the rules are!"
Ji Yunqing nodded perfunctorily: "Oh"
"Your Majesty, whatever you say is what it is."
Ever since she decided not to count on King Zhao and chose to rely on the princess and make friends with various women in the palace, she no longer bothered to please this man and began to ignore his attitude.
It's enough as long as everyone can look at it from the surface.
"My Lord, you are in such a good mood now. Since you don't like my rules, why don't you send me back?"
"It will give me some time to learn the rules. How about that?"
Having said that, Ji Yunqing wanted to leave, Ruirui should still be waiting for her.
How about what?
King Zhao’s first reaction was: “No!”
He looked at the unruly woman in front of him with disgust: "I will teach you about your lack of rules.
But today you are in charge of keeping watch, and the king is still seriously injured, so don't even think about going back to rest!"
This woman is so realistic. When she heard that she was not allowed to touch her, she immediately made an excuse to leave. Her purpose was really clear!
Ah!
This trick doesn’t work!
Ji Yunqing had no choice but to ask the patients to choose between the two options.
"Your Majesty, Ruirui is still waiting for me. He hasn't seen me for several days and he misses me so much."
"If you don't want me to stay with Ruirui, why don't the three of us live together?"
She spoke tentatively, her eyes searching the room for objects.
"There's a soft couch over there. The place is a little small, so Ruirui and I should be able to sleep together if we squeeze in."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I won't disturb your rest at night. If there is any movement, I can get up at any time and it won't delay your illness."
Although it was a night watch, it was impossible for Ji Yunqing to stay awake all night.
Besides, the prince has plenty of maids and servants, who have been assigned shifts early on, with two people in a group responsible for keeping an eye on Prince Zhao's situation at all times.
Ji Yunqing almost serves as a mascot.
It's a psychological comfort.
Of course, if the woman who came later had deep feelings for King Zhao, or wanted to show off, she would stay with him all night without closing her eyes.
But Ji Yunqing couldn't do that, because he wanted to sleep at night.
She was also afraid that she would reflect on her life alone in the dead of night and end up killing King Zhao impulsively.
Late in the night, she even had the thought of destroying the world, let alone a mere man.
Hearing Ji Yunqing say this, King Zhao stared with disgust, thinking, this woman is really troublesome.
Best to turn a blind eye!
"Then bring Ruirui over here. What can such a soft couch hold?"
King Zhao frowned and thought about the size of the soft couch. He was afraid that it could only accommodate a small child.
Hearing King Zhao's agreement, Ji Yunqing happily went to find Ruirui.
Just as Eunuch Shi and his servants had finished arranging accommodations for the imperial doctors, they saw Concubine Ji and the Fourth Young Master enter the prince's room.
He secretly clicked his tongue. Concubine Ji actually convinced the prince!
He does all the work, so Concubine Ji doesn't have to worry about anything.
"My Lord, I am back."
"Father, how are you?"
Seeing Ji Shi coming back with a child, King Zhao nodded nonchalantly: "Not bad"
It's okay.
Ji Yunqing no longer cared about this man's attitude. She searched around and finally brought out two quilts with the help of the maid in the room.
There was no need for the maid's help with the next thing. She was busy spreading the quilt on the couch herself, and using another quilt for the mother and son to cover themselves with tonight.
Ruirui had been reminded before coming, and now he was very quiet and busy with his mother's work.
Pull the corners of the quilt, smooth out the wrinkles, etc.
King Zhao was lying on the bed, unable to see the woman who disgusted him, and could only prick up his ears to listen to the rustling noises.
Is the couch ready?
Can such a big place accommodate everyone?
No matter how young this boy is, he shouldn't sleep with his mother, right?
You can't even teach a child well. How can a little boy be so clingy?