After Jiang Xing finished speaking, even though Gu Yanzhi was slow, he could react at this moment even if he thought about other things.

She...isn't she just wants him to take good care of her?

But... Gu Yanzhi lowered his eyes, how could he have ever done the job of serving people?

Forget it.

Just because Jiang Xing was injured and fell so many times on the mountain, he reluctantly took care of Jiang Xing.

Gu Yanzhi thought so, put the spoon next to his mouth, blew it gently, and then he sent it to Jiang Xing's pale lips again.

Jiang Xing opened his mouth and drank it all in a big mouthful, not caring about his image at all.

She was almost starving to death. If Gu Yanzhi hesitated for a while, she would snatch it and get bored.

She hadn't eaten for a long time, and when drinking porridge, she felt that it was the nectar of the world.

Feel particularly sweet.

"Well, it's very delicious. My Highness never thought it was so delicious before. Maybe..." Jiang Xing stopped at Gu Yanzhi in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh that the porridge was delicious.

But... Gu Yanzhi undoubtedly looked at Zhou as he was just a bowl of ordinary porridge, with nothing added.

Even if it tastes nothing, why should Jiang Xing be so exaggerated?

Gu Yanzhi, all the people here drink this porridge, which has no other characteristics, nor is it as special as Jiang Xing showed.

It's good that nectar is usually too exaggerated.

Is Jiang Xing different from what they drink?

Gu Yanzhi hasn't yet figured out why.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but get closer. She said, "It seems that there is no difference from before. Maybe... the people I feed this time are different."

The woman approached slightly, with a flowery smile on her face, and her eyes reflected Gu Yanzhi's pale handsome face.

At this moment, the two of them were extremely similar... they were both extremely pale.

Gu Yanzhi couldn't help but be stunned, reflecting the meaning of Jiang Xing's words.

His ears were slightly red.

Jiang Xing fell from the mountain now. After so many wounds, she still has time to tease herself here...

"Your Highness should say less and drink more porridge." Gu Yanzhi was a little hurried, scooped a spoonful of porridge and immediately stuffed it into Jiang Xing's mouth, which was about to speak again.

Jiang Xing said everything he said, and he was so hard that Gu Yanzhixiang, who she knew.

Gu Yanzhi was originally a monk, but I thought he had never experienced any love between men and women... He was very thin-skinned.

Jiang Xing pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't say anything more after all.

After dinner, Song Anli's condition was almost better, and outside was almost better.

Most people have returned to normal, and the medicine of miraculous doctors is indeed useful.

The villagers who have returned to normal have begun to clean and disinfect the northwest city, and the smell of lime is everywhere.

But in the northwest city, a rare glimmer of vitality appeared. The weather... finally cleared up. The sun shone through the window and landed on Jiang Xing's bed....

Now the matter in Northwest City has been handled... Jiang Xing is naturally extremely happy.

But because I fell too many times on the mountain, my hands, feet, and even my back were covered with bruises.

The exposed skin was also scratched a lot on the mountain.

The wound has scabbed, but it has not healed yet.

Song Anli walked in. Gu Yanzhi saw Song Anli coming in and walked out straight away.

Song Anli took out a large bottle of bottles and jars from her pocket, and her eyes were on Jiang Xing's body in front of her.
Chapter completed!