His Royal Highness, Wants a Divorce!

Yan Ke, with a fire, looked at the water that was originally used for bathing, bitterly scolded the fleeing man N times, and went into the water.

The flirting time was too long, which caused the water temperature to become cold. When first entering the water, Yan Ke couldn’t help taking a nap, and went halfway in a flash.

Yan Ke knew that he weighed a few kilograms or two, and didn’t dare to delay too long. He hurried out after washing, and when he was lying in bed, he was a bit tired after passing out just now.

He turned around on the bed until he didn’t fall asleep until the middle of the night, sighed, got up and dressed, and went to Mengyou’s yard like a thief.

“Meng You, are you asleep?”

Meng You almost heard the sound and opened the door, saying, “Are you coming to grandfather?”

“Neuropathy, I can’t sleep, come to sleep with you.”

“My grandfather thinks that we can’t even sleep together …” Meng You sighed and pulled Yan Ke in.

Yan Ke crawled into the bed, and Meng You hugged him into his arms.

Maybe Meng You, accustomed to Yan Ke’s cold body, frowned while holding someone who looked like a small stove, and said, “Why are you so warm?”

“Ok?”

“Are you going to get sick?” Meng You put her hand on Yan Ke’s forehead, touched the hot forehead, sighed, and asked, “Why do you get sick as soon as you come back?”

“Just after taking a bath, the water is a bit cold, it’s okay, let’s go to bed early, I’m a bit sleepy now.” Yan Ke yawned staggered, and turned over in Meng You’s arms.

After Meng You waited for Yan Ke to fall asleep, people made a bowl of **** soup and looked at Yan Ke who was sleeping. With Yan Ke’s teachings, he took a sip to Yan Ke this time.

Yan Ke was so sleepy, his brain was like a paste, the only thing he could feel was the tenderness covering his lips.

When he opened his mouth slightly, he poured in brown sugar water with **** flavor.

Yan Ke pressed Meng You’s head, and after drinking Jiang Tang, he lingered with his lips, and then released him, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Meng You opened the curtain, handed the empty bowl out, and said to the girls waiting outside: “Go to the palace and ask for a doctor.”

Meng You simply got dressed and quilted the quilts on both sides of Yan Ke. The supervisor heard that the prince was sick, and she quickly got up from the bed and waited beside the bed.

“How did he get sick when Grandpa was away?”

“The princess has been in good health for nearly a year, and she has paid more attention to her and has never been sick.”

Meng You glanced at Yan Ke. It was after the chaos that happened last night, that Yan Ke fired with cold water.

“Before? Grandpa just went out. Wasn’t he particularly ill?”

The old manager nodded and said, “Prince Grandpa just went out, the concubine often got sick, didn’t drink less medicine, didn’t pierce the needle, sometimes the whole hand was green.”

“He didn’t eat anything to make up for his bad health? Is it rewarded in the palace?”

“I ate it, otherwise, the princess has been ill several times this day, and the princess often makes medicated food for herself.”

Meng You nodded, with a rough cocoon’s hand, touched Yan

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