The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Xiao Xixi stuffed one of the fragrant pears with body temperature into Luo QingHan's hand.

Luo QingHan was in a complicated mood: "is this your big baby?"

"Yes, this is a big baby that I brought to you specially. It's very sweet!"

Xiao Xi took a bite on the big fragrant pear in her hand as she spoke, and her cheeks bulged like a little squirrel eating in a big bite.

Luo QingHan looked down at the fragrant pear in his hand. After a while, he opened his thin lip and bit it gently.

The sweet pear juice diffused in his mouth and slid into his body along the esophagus, making his heart sweeter.

Xiao Xixi asked expectantly, "isn't it very sweet?"

It seems that every time she distributes food to him, she will ask whether it is delicious or sweet.

Luo QingHan asked, "you also ate the pear. You should know whether it is sweet or not. Why do you have to ask Gu?"

"Everyone has different appetites. What I like to eat may not be what your highness likes to eat. Of course, I want to ask your opinion. Also, I take the initiative to share the food with you, which is a sign of goodwill. After you receive my goodwill, I will be very happy if you can give appropriate determination!"

Luo QingHan looked at her bright apricot eyes and asked faintly, "is the idea of loneliness so important to you?"

Xiao Xi blurted out: "of course!"

Luo QingHan sipped his thin lips: "do you often share food with others?"

"How could it be? I can't wait to swallow all the delicious food in the world. I can't eat enough. How can I be willing to give it to others?"

"In your heart, isn't loneliness someone else?"

Xiao Xixi seized the opportunity to output rainbow farts: "Your Highness is my favorite person. I am willing to share all the good things with you."

After all, the vegetable garden in the backyard of Qingge hall needs to be covered by the prince. We must please him!

Luo QingHan looked at her and her eyes gradually slowed down, and her original bad mood became better.

Baoqin brought the freshly cooked soup.

The bowl of medicine was knocked over just now, and the people in the small kitchen had to boil another bowl.

Luo QingHan didn't reach for the medicine bowl.

Baoqin winks at Xiao Liangdi crazily. Unfortunately, Xiao Liangdi is concentrating on eating pears and doesn't receive her eye signal at all.

Forced helpless, Baoqin could only shout: "little Lord."

Xiao Xi looked up at her: "huh? “

"Your Highness, it's time to drink medicine."

"Then drink."

Baoqin was almost angry and had a heart attack. She forced out a kind smile: "Your Highness is ill. Should you serve your highness and drink medicine?"

Xiao Xixi wanted to say that the prince was ill, but his hand was not broken. He could drink medicine by himself.

But when she touched the corner of Baoqin's eye that was almost cramped, Xiao Xi finally understood what she meant.

Isn't it just serving the prince to drink medicine? No problem!

Xiao Xixi ate the last bite of pear flesh, threw away the stone and took the medicine bowl.

She sniffed it close and looked disgusted: "it smells terrible."

Luo QingHan said faintly, "good medicine tastes bitter."

Xiao Xixi has never fed medicine to others. His actions are inevitably clumsy. He almost fed the medicine to the crown prince's nostrils several times.

Fortunately, the crown prince didn't bother with her. When she fed, he drank.

A bowl of bitter medicine came to an end unconsciously.

Baoqin brought a dish of preserves.