Ye Qichi was truly impressed with Xiao Wu.
All she asked for was clear enough, just to get Xiao Jinxing to take the medicine. Just taking the medicine was enough.
Ye Qichi snatched the medicine bowl straight from Xiao Wu's hands.
Is the ancient people's insistence on propriety indeed more important than life itself?
She was expected to do mouth-to-mouth to feed Xiao Jinxing the medicine. Was she looking to die?!
Her reluctance to do so was simply because she took issue with Xiao Jinxing himself; otherwise, for just any commoner, doing something out of the ordinary to treat an illness—what's wrong with that?!
She took a sip of the medicinal soup, then leaned in close to Xiao Jinxing's lips.
Xiao Jinxing's lips were frighteningly hot.
Because he was babbling nonsense at the moment, they were not tightly closed.
She successfully delivered the medicine into his lips.
