Su Yunchu finally didn't live in murongyuan's room, but in another room in his yard,

In fact, what Su Yunchu didn't know was that at midnight, Murong yuan once again experienced a headache and wanted to crack all night, but he forced himself to endure the movement that didn't disturb Su Yunchu.

Early the next morning, Su Yunchu looked at Murong yuan's dark green eyes and his face, which was obviously worse than last night, but he was more worried about him, "did he have a headache last night?"

Murong yuan smiled gently at her, "it's all right. Ah Chu doesn't have to worry."

Where could su Yunchu not worry and just hold his wrist to feel his pulse, but his eyebrows wrinkled even more. This situation was obviously that he didn't sleep all night last night, but frowned and looked at Murong yuan, "why don't you call me?"

Murong yuan didn't care to smile, "I don't hurt."

Su Yunchu looked up at him and wanted to refute something. However, Murong yuan obviously didn't want her to worry too much about him. Looking at the breakfast just delivered, he hurriedly said, "ah Chu uses breakfast first, and uses breakfast to talk about other things."

Su Yunchu also knew his mind and didn't talk much anymore. She just looked at the breakfast brought up here. She couldn't laugh or cry, "do you eat this for breakfast?"

Murong yuan didn't pay attention to what was sent up for breakfast. However, looking at Su Yunchu's bowl of medlar jujube porridge, he didn't feel anything wrong, but the hand holding the porridge for her was a meal, frowned and said, "doesn't ah Chu like to eat?"

He frowned, "if you don't like it, change a bowl."

Su Yunchu looked at him as if he didn't pay attention to anything. He just hurriedly took the dishes and chopsticks in his hand. "It's all right, I don't like to eat." he said that he had taken the porridge bowl in Murong yuan's hand.

Murong yuan did not doubt that there was him. Looking down at the wolfberry pork waist porridge in front of him, his face turned black and knew what Su Yunchu's previous words meant.

Looking at Su Yunchu eating the bowl of medlar jujube porridge in his hand, his face turned cold, "who prepared today's breakfast?"

Muyang heard the speech and moved a few steps before he appeared. "Lord, general Yan only ordered the kitchen to do it early in the morning. He said that the Lord and the princess worked hard all night... They need to make up for it."

Su Yunchu was choked and coughed violently.

Murong yuan heard the speech and hurriedly stroked Su Yunchu's back and patted her gently, but his eyes looked at Muyang coldly.

Muyang is just a little boy. Besides, he has always only followed Murong yuan to fight in the north and south. How can he know those medicinal porridge for tonifying yang and nourishing yin? When he saw Murong yuan staring at his cold eyes, he was depressed. He just felt that he had accidentally frightened Su Yunchu who was drinking porridge, so he almost looked at Su Yunchu with a bitter face, "Princess, I bumped into the princess. Please forgive me."

Su Yunchu only coughed a few times and waved his hand, "it's okay. It's okay. Go down first."

Muyang looked at Su Yunchu and didn't really blame him. He took another look at Murong yuan and found that his king didn't look at himself at all. He just poured water for Su Yunchu and stroked his back. "How about, ah Chu, is it better?"

Well, Muyang retreated silently.

But Murong yuan stopped him, "wait!"

Muyang was a little frightened and turned back, "Lord, what else?"

"Give this bowl of porridge to Yan Yishan and watch him drink it. In the next half month, make him a bowl every day. You must drink it! Go and change a bowl of clear porridge for me."