After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 230 Obedient
Gao Shu put the bowl on the table, fanned it vigorously with the fan next to it, and kept stirring it with the spoon, trying to make the medicine cool faster.

Ling Yan bent down, supported Su Yin's shoulders, and slowly let her sit on the head of the bed with his strength.

Because of the moving, Su Yin's peaceful face finally had some ups and downs, and her slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but she still didn't open her eyes.

Gao Shu was just about to sit down and feed her with the medicine, when Ling Yan stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers in front of him, "I'll do it."

Su Yin was still in a nightmare at the moment, her eyes were blood red, and the figures of two people not far away gradually changed from blurred to clear, walking towards her step by step, and when she got closer, she realized that it was Wei Ziyuan and Chen Ziyu.

The two held hands and walked past her without looking sideways.

She wanted to reach out to grab it, but there was nothing.

She chased after her, but the scenery in front of her suddenly changed. When she looked up, there were two big gold-plated characters on the plaque—Eastern Palace.

Su Yin raised her legs subconsciously to walk towards the side hall. At this moment, someone suddenly appeared from behind and called her name, "Su Yin, it's time to drink the medicine."

She turned her head and saw Ling Yan holding a medicine bowl and taking a spoon to her mouth. The bitter taste hit her nose, she subconsciously turned her head and refused, "It's too bitter, I won't drink it."

When he tilted his head, not a single drop of the medicinal juice went into his mouth, and all spilled on the thin blanket.

Ling Yan: "..."

Gao Shu: "..."

If he hadn't been convinced of his medical skills, he would have suspected that Su Yin was pretending to be asleep.

After such a toss, Su Yin woke herself up, and opened her eyes tremblingly, as if she hadn't quite adapted to the candlelight on the other side.

After squinting for a while, she looked at Ling Yan who was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, "Your Highness...?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ling Yan finally settled down, picked up the spoon again and fed the medicine to her mouth, "How afraid of suffering are you? Open your mouth and drink it to get better."

The coaxing tone of a child made Gao Shu's hairs stand on end, as if he shouldn't be here.

Quietly left the room, and no one noticed.

Su Yin felt uncomfortable smelling the medicine, and hid back, "I can get through it."

"Be obedient, I will find you candy after drinking the medicine."

The orange candlelight shone on his right side, making his whole person extraordinarily soft. Apart from worry, there was also a hint of warmth in his eyes.

Su Yin was defeated by his deep eyes, opened her mouth, and swallowed a bowl of bitter medicine with difficulty, her face wrinkled into a ball.

Ling Yan did not break her promise, and took out a candy from the small box prepared by Bailu and handed it to her.

The sweetness dilutes the smell of the medicine, and also smooths Su Yin's frowning brows.

She slid down limply as if she had no bones, and continued to lie on the bed, closing her eyes and trying to rest, but the pain came from her limbs.

Wave after wave, the pain made her pale.

"Your Highness shouldn't... wake me up."

Her voice was also like a gossamer, and every word she said took a lot of effort, as if someone was holding a dagger to scrape her bones and grind them into powder.

Although there were some bad memories when I fell asleep, at least it didn't hurt.

Ling Yan changed her into a clean blanket, and after covering it, he patted her on the shoulder, "Then you can sleep for a while."

Su Yin shook her head and said in a low voice, "I can't sleep anymore."

She stared at the dancing candle not far away, a little dazed, her eyes were empty, but when Ling Yan just got up, she looked over in an instant, "Is Your Highness leaving?"

Jianshui stared at him with straight eyes, struggling between whether to keep him or not.

Ling Yan sighed softly, "Don't go, I'll go get the memorial."

(End of this chapter)