She didn't ask about such a large bowl of soup and medicine, nor did she act coquettishly, scold and cheat like the concubines in the harem, and drink them up with a tangled brow. After drinking, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief and swallowed a painful saliva.

"princess, have a sweet crisp."

she looked at the red flowers with a smile, and her eyes showed a smile: "it's just like strong tea, it's not bitter at all, really..."

"I'm not worried about you? I'm afraid the smell of medicine in your mouth will smoke me. " In front of her, he no longer uses "I",...