The System: Forced Tease King Jing

Chapter 11

From today onwards, Zhong Lizhao would come to Jiangwan's room on time every day when it was time to eat.

It was just that he still did not say much, and with the habit of not eating or sleeping, he left after eating, so he could not say a word to Jiang Wan almost every day.

"..."

But in this way, she does not have to worry about how to see it every day and complete her mission for earthy words of love.

But what made Jiang Wan sad was that every day she told him an understated love story, she added a heart-clearing spell to herself five times.

So far, there are fifty-five articles...

The other five articles were naturally bribed by his daily diet.

He had broken the jar now, seeing more and more of Qingxin's spells, his expression became numb.

You could say now I have more and not afraid of itching.

For example, now, even if he had fifty-five heart-cleaning spells pressed down on his body, he could finish his love words without changing his face, she said, and then waited for Zhong Lizhao to add five more spells. .

He thought long before racking his brain to make a simple love story.

Then cleared his throat and whispered twice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

Zhong Lizhao glanced at him and bit xiaolongbao. Obviously it was the simple and ordinary Xiao Long Bao, but he ate it with a beautiful and luxurious taste.

"Your Majesty, I suspect that you are actually a book." Jiang Wan placed her hand on the dining table, placed her chin on it, blinked her eyes, and said in seriousness.

"If not, why do I want to sleep?"

"..."

Zhong Lizhao continued his breakfast without batting an eye.

Then Jiang Wan was discouraged and found that the food on the table was much bigger than her charm.

Perhaps people are more handsome and look more elegant than others even when they are eating.

Zhong Lizhao's slender waist was outlined by a jade belt, his thin lips were red in chili, and his black hair was tied by Zhong Lizhao's purple-gold crown, bathed in the morning light, looking fresh and delicious.

Jiang Wan looked at him and was stunned, and continued to look at him stupidly.

"I'll gouge out your eyeballs." Said cold.

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

"Don't watch, don't watch." He waved his hand quickly.

Zhong Lizhao looked at him fixedly, suddenly sighed, suddenly leaned forward, and placed his hand on his forehead across the dining table.

it softly said: "Is it because Qingxin's spell has been copied too little? Why is his memory still not long?"

Jiang Wan, who had never seen him so gently, was stunned, and did not even hear what he said.

A light herbal aroma invaded his surroundings aggressively, mixed with a faint refreshing aroma, stuck to the tip of his nose.

The distance between the two suddenly drew closer, and Jiang Wan could almost feel Zhong Lizhao's warm breath spreading across his face.

Her face suddenly flushed red, she had never really fallen in love in her two lives, how could she withstand this scene now?

There was a stream of heat from the tip of the nose, Jiang Wan subconsciously wiped it.

He looked down, his eyes widened and he stuttered: "Blood...Blood."

He's nosebleed!

He even saw a man with a nosebleed!

Jiang Wan closed her nose, rushed to the sink next to her, took out cold water and splashed it down her nose.

It's a shame, lest His Majesty know that he really saw a nosebleed.

Zhong Lizhao looked at him who was fleeing in haste, frowned, and called Wei Yan, "Go and call the imperial physician."

"No need!" Jiang Wan was washing the nosebleed, and when she heard his words, she quickly stopped him.

Wei Yan glanced at Jiang Wan, slightly embarrassed.

"Go and invite." Zhong Lizhao's tone of voice was indescribable.

"Yes." Yeah." Wei Yan replied and came out to ask the doctor.

Jiang Wan lowered her head in embarrassment, washed the blood from her nose, covered her nose with a handkerchief, thinking of how she died would be a little happier.

Compared to being late in public, he thought it would be better for him to find a piece of tofu and kill it.

Zhong Lizhao did not leave immediately after finishing his meal, but sat down by the side and drank slowly with a cup of tea.

The waiting time was always long, Jiang Wan sat on the bench and covered her nose, slightly agitated.

He comforted himself, the imperial physician should not know that it was because of a nosebleed from seeing a handsome man.

Immediately, the Imperial Physician came in haste, and it was Zhang Yuan who came. After he bent down, he took out a handkerchief and placed it on Jiang Wan's slender wrist, held his breath and started checking his pulse. .

Jiang Wan looked at him with a worried expression.

The imperial physician quickly stretched his brows and pulled out his hand: "The weather is hot, and the princess will definitely be very angry, so the old minister prescribed a prescription and ate it."

Coptis tastes bitter, although it is a medicinal herb for heat removal and detoxification.

"..."

Jiang Wan lowered her head and did not dare to speak, she definitely knew why she had a nosebleed, which was embarrassing.

"Yes." Yeah." Zhang Yuan agreed, looked at Jiang Wan and smiled.

He did not dare to ask further about this interesting story between the prince and the princess.

Zhang Yuan ordered the medicine and left. After he left, Zhong Lizhao did not stay for long, put the teacup in his hand, got up and left.

The medicine boiled very quickly, and was sent by Wei Yan himself. He said, "Your Majesty asked the waiter to see with his own eyes, Princess, that you have taken the medicine before you did it. Can return to your life."

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

"Can I not drink?" he asked in a low voice.

"No." Wei Yan bowed and said with a smile.

Jiang Wan glared at him angrily, took out a medicine bowl, pinched his nose and poured it in one breath.

Caifeng hurriedly brought him a bowl of clear water, Jiang Wan endured the unbearable nausea in his chest, drank a large mouthful of water, then took out a piece of fruit sweets and threw it into his mouth. .

"Okay, you can go back and return to His Majesty." Jiang Wan snorted.

"Yes." Yeah." Wei Yan bowed and said: "Your Majesty said that the princess has five more spells today, please copy them quickly."

"I understand." Jiang Wan replied indifferently.

He still had forty articles to copy, and it didn't matter if he had five more.

After Wei Yan left, he lay down on the table and sighed, then turned to look at Caifeng, and said pitifully, "Caifeng, I want to eat fried chicken at night..."

Caifeng could not see her pretending to be pitiful, so she hurriedly said dejectedly: "The servant will go to Chen's mother and tell her to do more."

"okay." Jiang Wan nodded weakly with a hypocritical expression.

Just drinking a big bowl of bitter medicine, he needed the comfort of fried chicken.

Zhong Lizhao did not return for dinner at night, and he did not know what to do.

Jiang Wan heaved a sigh of relief when she learned that she did not have to face him.

He happily finished dinner, walked in the courtyard for half an hour to digest, and then ran into the corridor, eating the fried chicken that Chen's mother had just fried, he said, and drink a sip of milk tea.

He had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he asked someone to find a milk-producing cow, squeeze out a lot of milk, and go to the kitchen to learn milk tea.

After doing it all afternoon, I still did not taste the milk tea in my previous life, but it was better than nothing.

The sky soon darkened, Jiang Wan was sitting under the porch, blowing the afternoon breeze, no one was asked to turn on the lights, and sometimes there were maids walking around, walking around, only a few piles of blacks were seen walking around.

Initially, he enjoyed the early summer nights, the star-filled sky, the chirping of insects and birds, and the gentle night breeze, with fried chicken and milk tea, was incredible!

But after a while, his eyes fell into the dark corners around him, and the ghost stories on his head appeared one by one.

He shrank down to the rattan chair, held the milk tea and grabbed Caifeng's hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Caifeng, have you heard a story?"

"When you walk alone at night, if someone calls you, be sure to see the person clearly before answering, otherwise there will be an accident."

After he finished speaking, he himself felt cold, and could not help but shiver.

Not to mention the servants around him, they served him, and they often had to walk at night. They were so frightened by Jiang Wan that they couldn't help but hold the hands of those people around you.

Seeing them frightened, Jiang Wan smiled in satisfaction, and grabbed the piece of chicken beside him.

But he found something warm!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" in arms.

The servants also shouted, and the corridor suddenly became a mess.

"Lamp!" There was a cold voice, everyone was shouting, but suddenly it seemed like the pause button had been pressed.

The brave servant recognized Zhong Lizhao's voice, and quickly let out a fold of fire and lit a candle.

Only then did everyone clearly see that it was Zhong Lizhao and Wei Yan.

And Jiang Wan, who told them a ghost story, was lying in the arms of their handsome prince, holding the prince's neck tightly.

"Wake up." Zhong Lizhao coughed loudly.

Jiang Wan looked down and found himself sitting in his arms, and Zhong Lizhao's handsome face was buried in his undeveloped chest!

Jiang Wan liked her breastplate, she was very small, and she had to be hit by it.

And Zhong Lizhao also finished saying this, only to realize that the place he and Jiang Wan were in contact with was very gentle, and it seemed like he was about to change shape with a bit of force.

The girl holding him now cried. He wanted to touch his chest but did not dare to touch it, so he could not help but slap his shoulder.

"..."

Zhong Lizhao coughed again, and threw his face away as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Wan did not look at his eyes, and endured the pain of rising from Zhong Lizhao, but his eyes were red and his nose was red, as if he was being bullied.

It was embarrassing, Jiang Wan tidied up her clothes, wiped away the tears, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, why are you here?

The sick place was embarrassing, so he could only sniff and sniff as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Lizhao glanced at him without speaking.

Jiang Wan puffed her cheeks and looked a little pitiful, "For the sake of fear, may I copy five fewer heart-clearing spells?"

He paused for a moment, then gave a gentle "um.

He instantly forgot his pain, pulled Zhong Lizhao over and said, "Your Majesty, come and try Mother Chen's fried chicken."

Something is strange.

He looked down, looked at the fried chicken plate next to him and asked, "Have dinner?"

Jiang Wan nodded involuntarily.

"Thank you." He nodded, gestured for Wei Yan to pick up a plate of fried chicken, and told Wei Yan to push her back into the room.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a long time before realizing that his fried chicken had gone missing

He just shared it with her, not everything!

He stared blankly at her back, opened her mouth, speechless and saw her disappear into the corner of the hanging flower door.