1641, now just can be used, she found 茯苓, Atractylodes, Astragalus, these Chinese herbal medicines, and found yam and glutinous rice.

Wash all these materials, put them together, start cooking with a saucepan, wait until the herbs in the herbs are cooked, then remove all the herbs and throw them away, and cook them with juice and rice to make spleen and stomach porridge.

When the dinner time is up, she carries a good stomach porridge and goes to the king's room.

Yinfeng stayed at the door, saw her coming, and greeted her.

"Mr. Yin Feng, I took a bit of stomach porridge, and you have to send it to your majesty!"

Jingxi himself did not intend to go in, but Yinfeng said, "Golden sister, still trouble you to send in, or kneel to ask me other questions, I may not answer."

In fact, Yinfeng discovered that Jin Xi is not the same woman as other women. She is not as rich and ugly as she imagined, and she does not have any illusions about the king.

She already has a family, has children, and knows her identity and status.

Keeping her to the side of the king to serve, may be more than others to take care of the king, to be more reassuring.

"Okay!" Jing Xi listened to Yin Feng's suggestion and directly took the porridge into the king's room.

The king's room was large, the color was very cold, giving a very dark feeling, and the overall feeling for her was only one word - dead.

Thick curtains, blocking all the light sources of the outside world, may be as sad and dark as his mood.

Jingxi took the porridge bowl and came to the bed to see the man in a state of closed eyes. She wondered if she would wake him up.

The heart was hesitating, and the man suddenly reached out and grabbed it in midair. "Don't! Don't..."

He seemed to be in a nightmare, screaming in horror, like being caught in his throat, his expression was very painful.

Jingxi saw his situation, and he was very anxious. He quickly put down the porridge bowl and came over to see his situation.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."

Jingxi wanted to hold his arm, but his hand grabbed her hand as soon as he touched his hand.

"Don't go... Jingxi, don't leave me..."

He fell into that heartbreaking nightmare, dreaming that Jingxi was blown up and broken.

But as soon as the picture turned, he seemed to see Jing Xi and smiled at him.

He wants to meet and hug her, but she can only pass through her illusory body, and she can't catch her.

He looked back and watched as she gradually walked away. He was so upset that he kept calling, not calling, not leaving him...

Huo Yunshen's sleep quality has not been very good. It can be said that he is very afraid of darkness and is very afraid of sleeping.

As soon as you take a break and close your eyes, the shadow of Jing Xi will come to his mind and linger.

It is often taken to enter this cycle of nightmares, suffering from the pain and suffering of Acacia.

Listening to him calling the name of his deceased wife over and over again, Jing Xi’s heart could not tell what kind of feelings he felt, and was moved by the infatuation of this man, and he regretted that they could not be in love.

She wants to get rid of her own hands, but she didn't get it back.

At this moment, he was regarded as a substitute for Jingxi, and he could play a moment of comfort. At least he thought that he was grasping Jingxi’s hand, and the uncontrollable emotion gradually calmed down.

Looking at his face with painful expression, looking at the crunching brow, Jing Xi almost subconsciously reached out and smoothed his eyebrows.

Until his brow stretched out, the painful color on the face gradually dissipated a lot, and she had a feeling of relief.

......!