The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Chapter 89: The Prince Is Sick 15

Since that evening, for the next ten days, Su Smoke has become not only a personal servant, but also a pretreatment poison.

After three meals a day, he became with Xuanxuan forever.

He seemed to like watching her eat.

So much so that the pastries, the fruits, served, were mostly given to Su Cigarette.

And Xuanxuan’s typhoid fever doesn’t seem to have much improvement, and he still drinks soup medicine every day.

His face was pale and weak. Every time I saw him, I couldn’t help but feel soft.

One afternoon, the sun was shining and the weather was perfect.

♪ Three princes’ bungalows ♪

In front of the desk, the three princes were dressed in elegant clothes, their eyes dropped, their hands held the brush, and they were practicing.

He looked a little sluggish, just a little weak.

Next to him, Su Smoke held a plate of peach blossom plum cake, sat on a stool, and took a small bite.

Nice and gentle look.

Most of her attention was not on Xuanxuan’s body, but on her pastry.

Eat it, see how much pastry you have left, blink, and wonder how long you need to eat it.

Since the end of the trial dish that day, this person seems to be addicted.

From time to time, she was served a plate of food, which was checked straight at the beginning and watched her eat.

Then, slowly, it became something else he was busy doing, and she must be eating three feet from him.

This peach blossom soft plum cake is made in the royal dining room. It has the shape of peach blossom and the aroma of peach blossom. It is eaten with a sweet plum flavour.

Appetizer and delicious.

But I can’t stand a plate of food.

Su Smoke dropped the dish in his hand and decided to take a break.

She’s tired of eating.

Next to him, Xuanxuan never knew when to put down the brush in his hand and raised his head.

He looked at Su Smokey’s eyes moist and sat there as a good boy.

The corner of the lip was slightly hooked, with a warm, pure smell.

“Enough? ”

Su Smoke held the stack of pastries and stood up. His voice was serious.

“What can I do for you, Your Highness? ”

Xuanxuan sat in the chair behind her forever. Her posture was relaxed. She looked up and down at Su Smoke and hooked her lips.

“I was bored in the house for a long time and wanted to go for a walk. Wait till it gets dark and take the palace for a walk. ”

Su Smoke nodded.

“Yes.”

After that, the elongated hand touched the next tea cup.

Soothing breath

“The tea is cold.”

“Slaver, get you another drink. ”

Su Yan answered.

While talking, put the snacks in your hand on the stool you just sat on.

Follow, pick up the teapot and go outside.

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

“Host, the male master is so weak.”

Su Cigarette sat there with all her heart, so when she answered Xiaohua’s question, she felt a little awkward.

“Hmm?”

Hana, go on.

“I haven’t seen anything better since he fell into the water. He seemed sick and weak.”

When she said it, Xiaohua suddenly made another noise.

“The host, the male host, won’t be stabbed, will he? ”

Su Yan orderly poured out the water in the tea pot and added new hot water.

She answered quietly.

“No.”

Once the little brainhole opens, I can’t help it.

“Host, look at the poor man. He may have been chronically poisoned by his brother-in-law or Huang Ama. That’s why his body hasn’t improved. ”

That explains why the male lord ended up killing both his brothers and his father.