Saki always smiled with kind eyes and said earnestly: "This is the only way, life is inevitable. There are too many things you cannot resist, such as fate, like growth. You need to face those sudden visits calmly with a mature mind, which is a good thing for you."

By the way, Youmeng turned around and couldn't understand the meaning of her mother's words.

Sakiki sensed the look and stared at her: "Growing up means being sensible. Of course, what comes with you will also have troubles you have never had in the past."

"What trouble?" She sat up with her body so that she could look at her mother closer, perhaps it would be easier to understand.

"From now on, you can no longer be like a child, do whatever you want, be more polite and obey etiquette, especially those who have grown up." The mother's smile faded away, she lowered her eyes and held her hand, and was extremely enthusiastic. "You must know how to avoid suspicion and keep a distance from them appropriately. This is a kind of protection for yourself."

Youmeng's eyebrows frowned, and her mother seemed to be telling her something, which made her feel uneasy.

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The next day, Chunling Jun visited Yujing Tower again and entered the little princess' dormitory openly. Looking at Youmeng who had just woken up in the bed in the afternoon, she smiled with an intoxicating gentle face: "Does it still hurt?"

Youmeng was a little embarrassed, but it was difficult to drive him away. She sat up with a thin quilt on her cover and said lightly: "It's much better."

He went up to help her, sat down beside the bed, gently hugged her with his arms, and saw a bowl of dark red supplements hanging on the wooden table on the head of the bed. He tried the wall of the bowl, and hesitated, "The four treasures of ginger tea is almost cold, why don't you drink it?"

She frowned and said with a grievance: "I can't stand the smell of angelica. It's bitter and rushing, and I want to vomit when I smell it."

His lips curled, laughing at her delicate aura. "Andanggui and blood, you are weak at the moment, so you still need to make up for it." He held up the bowl with his free hand, came over, and coaxed softly, "Come on, I'll feed you."

The strong smell suddenly thrust, and Youmeng turned her face away: "No, take it away."

He covered his lips in her ears: "At worst, I can hold my breath, and I'll be fine if I drink it in one sip."

Youmeng swears to die: "I want to drink you."

His smile fell in an instant. "Okay, I'll drink it, right?" Youmeng looked back in surprise, thinking that he really wanted to drink it, but he raised his eyes evilly, "If you don't obey, do you believe it or not, I will feed you with your mouth?"

"Don't!" She felt a sudden slap in her heart and surrendered in an instant, "I'll drink..."

He successfully handed her to her lips to prevent her from making any tricks. He had to hold it with his own hands and watch her drink with his own eyes. Youmeng hesitated for a long time before finally making up her mind to open her mouth and close her eyes in disgust. He drank the sour and bitter things in one gulp, his brows became tighter and tighter, and each gulp was swallowing half of her life.

Feng Qiwu was very funny and admired her desperate expression. She slowly put the bowl on her last bit before she let go of her breath, and finally let out a long breath as if she was relieved.

"Good boy, I'll give you a reward."

He spoke very quickly, and a candy stuffed into her half-open mouth with thunder, causing her to shut up and look at him with wide eyes.

The sugar melted on the tip of the tongue, and released a rich sweetness bit by bit, appropriately neutralizing the strange smell of the medicinal tea. He smiled smirked in his eyes: "How is it? Isn't it bitter anymore?"

She kept her sugary and her eyes were bright, and she fell into a refreshing fragrance of osmanthus.
Chapter completed!