Because of the pain, Xi'er's little tears flowed out.
She could only make a few incomprehensible and incomprehensible sounds in her throat, which made her look extremely pitiful.
Everyone in the room was worried and broke out in cold sweat.
"Be good. Mother knows the pain. Drink it and you'll be fine. Be good, Xi'er is the best."
Xi'er endured the pain and opened her mouth again after the queen mother's words of comfort. She drank a bowl of stinking black medicine soup.
"Xi'er is the best."
After drinking a bowl of medicine, the palace maid behind her quickly handed over the candied fruit that had been prepared long ago. Even so, Xi'er's throat was almost unconscious. Whether it was bitter or stinking, even if it was sweet candied fruit, it would not taste good.
Alas, poor Xiao Xi'e
