Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 374 Dead
"What is it?" Ying Su pushed the door open and entered.

He was dressed in black ink robes and dragon pattern casual clothes, which made him look majestic and majestic.The hair bun is fixed with a gilt jade crown, revealing the full beauty and handsome appearance.

The tone of the voice is obviously understated, but there is a hint of danger hidden in it.

Hearing the heavy footsteps getting closer, Lu Ziyu felt a little guilty, and hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Luo Ning stroked his forehead helplessly, and had no choice but to salute Ying Su lightly, "Your Majesty, Wan An."

Ying Su let out a snort, glanced at the charming girl who was huddled into a ball on the imperial concubine's bed, and asked nonchalantly, "It was like setting off firecrackers in the room just now, why did someone turn off the firecrackers when I came in?" fire?"

Listening to the teasing in his ears, Lu Ziyu still closed his eyes, unmoved.

She didn't dare to open her eyes to die at this time, her father had already explained that she was cold and weak, and she must never use ice food without permission, it was taboo even in the scorching summer, not to mention that it wasn't summer yet.

If she dares to let people know that she wants to drink iced sour plum soup, she will be picked up and scolded several times before she knows it.

What's more, she just came to Guishui two days ago, and she hasn't left completely yet.
Lu Ziyu thought that he could escape by pretending to be dead, but it happened that Luo Ning made a noise at this time.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is feeling hot and hot just now, and is about to send her servants to the small kitchen to bring a bowl of iced sour plum soup."

Luo Ning knew that she couldn't control her own mother's temper. Since she was a child, she wanted to do whatever she wanted, and if she couldn't do it hard, she would be soft. That grueling kung fu will only be more powerful than her beauty, and she will never be a little bit worse.

She can't take care of it, but someone can take care of it for her!

After all, she was kind to people, and she was extremely happy.

Luo Ning's words made Lu Ziyu purse his lips slightly, but he didn't dare to open his eyelids.

"Iced sour plum soup?" Ying Su said each word very slowly, with a slightly raised ending, which made the beauty on the imperial concubine's bed shudder involuntarily.

"You go and bring a bowl, and I will feed it to the imperial concubine myself."

Ying Su bit down on the word "in person".

Luo Ning accepted with a smile, hurriedly walked to the small kitchen and came back with a bowl of iced sour plum soup.

The sour plum soup was handed to Ying Su, and Luo Ning also had good eyesight, and went out after closing the door, not staying in the room to disturb the two of them "singing on stage".

As the door closed, Lu Ziyu's back shivered.

Although his eyes were closed, he could faintly feel a faint coolness slowly approaching him.

Ying Su leaned down, and put her thin lips next to the beauty's delicate ears, "Iced sour plum soup, don't you want to drink it?"

Lu Ziyu choked for breath, and his cheeks were ashamed.

The place where she can't bear to be teased the most is here
Whether it is blowing, exhaling, or directly swallowing it, she can't stand the toss.
The dress she was wearing was already a bit thin, but now she was gently hooked by someone, her white and snowy skin was a bit seductive and honey-colored.

Ying Su put down the porcelain bowl containing iced sour plum soup.

The jade fingers with distinct joints slid from the beauty's chest to her waist, and finally stopped at the belt.

With a light tug, Lu Ziyu no longer dared to close his eyes and pretend to be dead, so he hurriedly sat up and pressed Ying Su's dishonest hand.

With a coquettish voice, Nuo Nuo coquettishly said, "Isn't it okay if people don't drink ice?"

Ying Su turned a deaf ear to it, still pulling on his belt.

"Don't drink, don't drink. I won't mess with this iced food this year!" Lu Ziyu screamed in fright, but Yingsu still didn't stop.

Seeing that his father was "real" with his robes, Lu Ziyu could only say coquettishly, "I haven't left my childhood yet, so it's possible that Your Majesty plans to fight bloody battles?"

As soon as these words came out, Ying Su raised her head unhurriedly, looking at Lu Ziyu with pretended surprise.

"What does Jiaojiao think of Master?" Ying Su took off her outer robe, leaving only a light undershirt, "I see that you have come on time for the past two months, so I want to use my true energy to test it out." Your body, it seems that the body cold syndrome has improved a little."

Lu Ziyu was stunned.

Body cold?

When did she get it?
Seeing her confused face, Ying Su explained, "The disease of body cold is acquired over time. You are greedy for cold in summer, like to drink iced melons and fruits, and love to be light and beautiful in winter. You don't want to wrap yourself up thickly. "

He pressed the person on the imperial concubine's couch, and pressed his palms on the soft back with his inner strength, "If you dare to disobey dissuasion and use cold things indiscriminately, then in the future."

Ying Su frowned slightly, and didn't say anything else.

Women with cold body are not easy to conceive.

He didn't want Yu Jiaojiao to put too much pressure on this matter, as long as he found the wood spirit root, whether it was the deficiency and cold brought by the mother's womb, or the acquired depression for a long time, drink a bowl of wood spirit The decoction that comes out of the root will surely cure the disease.

Wood spirit root is known as "Wood Bodhisattva", and it can be said to be a fairy plant that brings people back to life in the world.

It's just that the wood spirit root is not easy to find, and it takes a great chance to get it.

I heard that the Yan family seems to have obtained a wood spirit root
Ying Su was just contemplating with her eyes closed, wanting to find a way to find out the truth about the fact that Yan's family had to have wood spirit roots.Just as she was thinking about it, she heard her Jiao Niang ask nervously, "What will happen in the future? Is it possible that you won't be able to conceive a child?"

After all, Lu Ziyu was smart, before Ying Su finished speaking, she could already guess the general meaning.

Can't conceive a baby?

She is the only one in his harem, if she has never given birth to a dragon heir, let alone being judged by the world, she herself will feel guilty and regretful.

Jiao Rong suddenly turned pale with shock, with a look of fear and worry.

Lu Ziyu held Ying Su's big palm and murmured, "Brother Su"

Knowing that she was terrified right now, Yingsu bent her lips and comforted, "There will be!"

He leaned over, staring at Lu Ziyu's beautiful eyes with his handsome eyes, and jokingly said, "As long as Jiaojiao doesn't cry out for pain, don't beg for mercy."

As soon as the words fell, a pink fist punched her strong chest.

Lu Ziyu bit his lips in embarrassment, "What time is it, do you still want to make others happy?"

She stared at Ying Su angrily, and couldn't help complaining again, "You screamed for pain and begged for mercy, didn't you just let go? On the contrary, you fought more and more courageously!"

After finishing speaking, she buried her head in Ying Su's arms in shame.

Ying Su was a little embarrassed by being accused, so she had no choice but to push the person in her arms back on the couch.

The big palm caressed the delicate back of the jade, and used the inner strength to explore.

The pulse condition is stable, with strong ups and downs.

There seemed to be a faint warm current in the body, slowly dispelling the cold air.

This is?

Mulinggen!
Ying Su shrank her pupils suddenly, her eyes were a little unbelievable.

He had heard that anyone who took the wood spirit root would have a warm fire in their veins, which would have the effect of dispelling cold and strengthening the body.

This is the pulse condition in my Jiaoniang's body now.

But the wood spirit root is a rare holy item in the world, if Duke Lu's mansion got such a treasure, it would definitely leak out in Beijing.

But he has never heard of the fact that Duke Lu's mansion had wood spirit roots. Could it be that he ate it by mistake?

Lu Ziyu felt that the big palm on his back no longer radiated warmth, and couldn't help turning his head to ask, "What's wrong? Could it be that my cold syndrome has worsened?"

Without saying a word, Ying Su slowly put on the clothes for Lu Ziyu.

After a while, he said, "Jiaojiao, do you know that Yan Huaijin is dead?"

　I can't write words, sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)