Qinrui remembered the scene just now and just couldn't utter the word "no."
She furrowed her brows, could it be that the Princess had tampered with the medicine?
Otherwise, how did her master end up willingly drinking the medicine he hated the most?
As Qinrui was lost in wild thoughts, in the compartment, Liu Wensheng choked on the potent smell of the medicine that assaulted his senses.
Just now, this woman had actually forced a whole bowl of bitter herbal medicine down his throat.
And he didn't even have the strength to refuse.
Thinking of this, Liu Wensheng's eyes brimmed with a bloody red, filled with a murderous intent.
The next second, someone forcefully pushed him down again.
He continued to maintain that prostrate position, looking extremely aggrieved.
After finishing all this, Qi Yu continued sitting on the lounge chair, picking up a storybook beside her and flipping through it with interest.
Soon, Song Ting ran in with tiny steps, his legs thumping.
