Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent

Wen Zhenzhen doesn't believe it. This wound is not a wound, it's just a scratch. How can it be as serious as he said?

She was about to raise her hand to touch it, but Gu linchao held her hand, "apply the medicine, don't touch it."

Wen Zhuo raised his face and said, "you scared me, didn't you? The wound is so shallow, and I'm still so young and can recover quickly."

Gu linchao's eyes fell on her bright wrist held by herself. He paused, loosened his hand, put his hand behind his back, didn't open his eyes and said, "this king doesn't scare you, but it may make the wound grow bad."

"Oh." Wen hun hun shrugged. She didn't care much about the wound. It would be better.

Gu Lin saw her pestle there. He didn't mean to go. After thinking about it, he asked, "are you thirsty? Would you like a cup of tea?"

Wen Zhenzhen was stunned and subconsciously licked his lower lip. "OK, Lord Lao, pour me a cup." just didn't pay attention to it. At this moment, she felt really thirsty when he talked about it. She changed her mouth, "I want to drink water, not tea."

Gu linchao rolled his Adam's apple. Without saying anything, he went to pour her a glass of water.

Wen took it, Gulu Gulu, and drank it all at once.

"Thank you, Lord. The concubine went back first." Wen zhe put the empty cup on the table, said to Gu linchao and left.

"You..." Gu linchao shouted a word and stopped.

"What else can I do for you, Lord?" Wen zhe stopped and looked puzzled.

"Nothing." Gu linchao's black eyes closed slightly, and his voice was cold.

"Oh." when Wen was about to leave, he thought of something and told, "remember to drink the ginseng soup for a while. You must drink it while it's hot."

Gu linchao thought about it, sighed and advised, "I understand your mind, but don't cook it again in the future. I don't like the taste very much."

As soon as Wen Zhen heard this, his shoulders collapsed. "Is the ginseng soup cooked by my concubine not to the taste of the Lord?"

When Gu Lin saw her like this, he subconsciously said against his heart, "it's not so. Your cooking is naturally good to drink, but I don't like the taste of ginseng..."

As soon as Wen Zhenzhen heard this, his face turned cloudy and sunny immediately. He thought he understood his meaning and said thoughtfully, "I understand. Put less ginseng next time to ensure that you can't drink the taste of ginseng."

Gu linchao didn't know what to say when he heard the speech. He couldn't bear to blow her enthusiasm too much. After thinking about it, his face nodded heavily, "OK." forget it, she likes cooking, so long as she's happy!

At most, after drinking, he will eat more candied fruit.

Seeing his dignified face, Wen Zhenzhen said with some fun, "why is the king's expression like this? It seems that he is facing something difficult to choose."

"Nothing. Go back. I'm going to the study," Gu linchao said. Thinking of something, he handed her the porcelain vase on the table. "This medicine was specially prepared for me by the military doctor when I was at the border. It has a miraculous effect on wound healing. Take it."

Wen Zhenzhen was stunned and asked, "did you get hurt before?" then he felt that he had asked a silly question. Swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. No matter how powerful Gu linchao is, he will get hurt.

"OK." Gu linchao said faintly.

"Oh, that concubine has gone back." Wen zhe said and left the west garden.

Gu linchao stood for a moment before he went to the study.

Wang Houde had come back and saw him come in. He said, "master, the chicken soup slave has brought it. Drink it while it's hot." then he politely took the ginseng soup out of the box and brought it to him.

Looking at the ginseng soup in the bowl, Gu Lin frowned.

He just asked Wang Houde to bring the soup here in front of Wen. He was going to let Wang Houde drink it for him, but he couldn't bear to brush her kindness at the thought of the girl's eagerness in the west garden.