Not only that, but even the meat dumpling from the East Fence Ke also followed, and lived in the side hall next door, knowing that now my grandmother was "angry", obediently staying in her room and eating snacks, and looking at the next room with a sympathetic look while eating.

"Uncle, thank you, if you hadn't appeared, it would be Ke'er who would be the one who suffers now." Dong Like muttered so gratefully.

Fortunately, Dong Liyin couldn't hear his words of gratitude, otherwise he would have jumped up in anger and killed this chubby nephew directly.

"How? Impressed? ”

Looking at the smiling head lying at the head of his bed, Dong Liyin swallowed his saliva fiercely, and said secretly: Don't dare to move, don't dare to move!

The big palm stretched out and covered his forehead, causing him to tremble all over.

However, the touch was unexpectedly warm, which made his tense body slowly soften.

"I don't have a fever anymore, it seems that the medicine prescribed by the doctor still has some effect." Yan Bei withdrew his hand, and Liuying handed over the freshly boiled medicine in time, "Mrs. Tai, the medicine is hot." ”

A strong fishy bitter smell came to the tip of his nose, and Dong Liyin's whole face immediately darkened, and his heart sank when he saw Yan Bei take the medicine bowl with a smile.

It's over, his dear queen mother really wants to torture him to death!

"Come on, it's time for Yin'er to drink medicine." She held the bowl in one hand and held out her other hand to help him. I thought that the other party would struggle fiercely, but I didn't expect the process to be extraordinarily smooth.

looked down strangely, and saw that the person in her arms was looking at her with shocked eyes, as if she was thinking about something, and she didn't react for a long time.

Yin'er, she actually called him Yin'er?

She'd never called his name like that!

Except in dreams

The fishy bitter taste was suddenly poured into his mouth, and Dongli Yin, who was still in a daze, was successfully choked.

"Ahem, ahem! cough cough violently, the medicine in his mouth spurted out, sprinkled a bed, coughed for a long time before relieving.

The black eyes squinted at her hatefully, but unfortunately she was indifferent, straightened his body, and scooped a spoonful of swarthy medicine to his mouth.

"Drink the medicine!" She commanded in a cold voice.

Yan Bei in his heart: This poor boy really wants to put a handful of sugar in his medicine.

Dong Liang was angry, but he didn't dare to disobey, he opened his mouth hard, took the spoon in, and drank the medicine with his eyes closed.

As soon as I swallowed my throat, I felt my stomach churning so badly that I wanted to vomit.

A grain was stuffed into his mouth, he knew that she had stuffed it, and no matter what it was, he was about to spit it out subconsciously.

Ay?

Is it sweet?

It also has a cool fragrance and smells very pleasant.

The churn in her stomach was quickly suppressed, and she looked up in surprise to see that she was licking her own fingers.

A faint mint smell came from her fingertips, the same as the taste in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Yan Bei licked the mint residue off his fingers, and quietly wiped the remaining saliva on his fingers on the quilt as he asked.

Anyway, the quilt was also stained by the medicinal juice, and she used it to wipe her hands.

She thought that no one noticed her action, but she didn't know that Dong Liyin saw it clearly.

Because of this, the eyes that looked at her became more and more surprised, was she like this?

It seems that he never really knew her.

The question was not answered, and Yan Bei didn't care, and continued to pour the rest of the medicine into Dong Liyin.

Yes, it's poured!

Because this kid still refuses to drink medicine even if he has mints, there is no way, and she is not good at fully exposing her gentleness to coax him, so she can only use the practice of punishing Xin to solve it violently.

"Sister Beibei, are you sure that your violent approach is the practice of Zhu Xin? Or do you want to dump this pot on Zhu Xin? "Little Duo looked at his host, as if you had already been seen through by this assistant.

Yan Bei's eyes sank, ignored her, and put the resentful Dongli Yin back on the couch to rest, and got up to prepare lunch for him.

Dong Liyin didn't know what she was going to do, and when she saw that she was leaving, she subconsciously leaned out to look at her, but she didn't expect that she was caught by her and hurriedly retracted her head.

"What? Yin'er is reluctant to let her mother go? Yan Bei asked jokingly.

Didn't get an answer.

"Bengu will go to the kitchen to see if there are any good ingredients and make up for you." She explained why.

Dong Liyin hid behind the curtain of the bed, watched the blurred figure go away, and then lay down again.

The eyes are fixed on the ceiling, but the mind is no longer here.

Is this her explanation?

Because I was afraid that he would misunderstand, did you deliberately explain?

Will it?

The answer is no.

The black pupils staring at the ceiling suddenly lit up with white millilight, and the black pupils, which originally occupied only two-thirds, suddenly dilated, occupying the entire eye socket.

A strong demonic aura surfaced and attached to his body, completely covering his entire body.

The demonic qi that had been smoothed out began to swim in the direction of confusion, and his little face covered with black lines was full of pain, but even so, he still didn't stop moving, until all the demonic qi in his body was disrupted, and the pain was extreme, and he stopped this self-harming behavior.

After such an action, Dong Liyin was soaked with sweat, and even the bed sheets were not spared.

The demonic qi in his body scurried everywhere, hitting his fragile heart veins, and the pain it brought was unimaginable.

But he didn't say a word, clenched his teeth tightly, and his gums crushed and didn't move.

After about half an hour, the beads of sweat on his forehead and the sweat on the futon disappeared strangely.

By the time Yan Bei led Liuying to bring in the medicinal food prepared from the kitchen, he had already become the same as when she left.

It's just that no one knows that the injuries in his body are not reducing but are serious.

Yan Bei didn't doubt it at first, but he just felt that Dong Liyin's behavior was a little strange, but thinking that he had a strange personality, he didn't think that he would hurt himself at all.

However, I don't feel that a day or two has passed, and a week has passed, why hasn't his injury improved at all?

Yan Bei felt strange, but he didn't say anything.

This night, it was the eighth night she came to Xiyin Palace, and after feeding Dongyin with medicine, Yan Bei claimed to be tired, extinguished the candle, and got up to rest on the bed across the screen.

A few days ago, after she lay down, she was either concentrating on cultivation or consulting ancient books that could remove the curse.

But tonight was different, she was already suspicious of Dong Liyin's condition, and when she lay down to cultivate, she secretly left a wisp of consciousness outside, and did not devote herself to it.

The entire Xiyin Palace is full of people who are punished, and it is impossible for anyone to secretly work on Dongli Yin's condition, so the only person who can doubt it is Dongli Yin himself.

But thinking about it, Yan Bei felt that this was impossible.

Who doesn't want to get better faster when they're sick, let alone someone like Dong Liyin?

He is not afraid of getting good quickly, but he is afraid that it is not good enough.

。 Vertex m.