"What's wrong with you? I didn't mean it. If you don't like me, I won't say it."

Looking at Ye Yaorao's panicked look, Murong Ningyue felt heartache more intensely and squeezed out a smile and said, "I don't like it, I just suddenly thought of something bad."

Murong Ningyue had not yet figured out how to speak to Ye Yaorao at this time, why did she know that Lingsheng Soup was harmful to him and still drink it? Why didn't she tell herself the truth?

Ye Yaorao didn't know what Murong Ningyue was thinking. Seeing that Murong Ningyue had just had a lot of worries, she changed the topic and said, "By the way, where is the potion today? I felt a little used to it after drinking it twice, and the taste didn't seem to be that bitter."

Ye Yaorao looked calm when she spoke, and she could not tell anything was wrong. However, in Murong Ningyue's ears, she heard this, which was like a bolt from the blue. Her already soft heart was even softer and water was about to drip out of it.

"Why do you still have to drink it even though you know that Lingsheng Soup is not good to you? Why don't you tell me?" Murong Ningyue calmed down at this time. Since she and Ye Yaorao were already husband and wife, they should naturally be honest with each other. At this time, she simply expressed her questions.

Ye Yaorao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but then she quickly returned to normal and said with a confused look on her face: "Lingsheng Soup is not good for me? No, I feel much more comfortable after taking the medicine. This is all your credit for you, Madam!"

Seeing Ye Yaorao was still pretending, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but say with a cold face: "Ye Yaorao! Do you think I am your wife? If you really treat me as your wife, then what else can you hide from me? Should there be mutual support and honesty between husband and wife?"

Looking at Murong Ningyue's eyes widened and with a serious look on her face, Ye Yaorao finally sighed long and suddenly showed a decadent look and said slowly: "Do you know everything? That's right, that Lingsheng Decoction really can't cure my injuries, and it will even make my injuries worse."

Murong Ningyue suddenly became anxious when she heard this. Although she had known it in her heart for a long time, when such words were really spoken from Ye Yaorao, she was still very sad. Murong Ningyue stared at Ye Yaorao and said anxiously: "Why? Since you know you are not good to you, why don't you say it?"

Ye Yaorao was a little excited when she saw Murong Ningyue, so she tried to sit up from the bed and said to Murong Ningyue: "Madam, don't worry, I'm just trying to make you happy. How could I waste your kindness after you worked hard to make the medicine? Besides, although the medicine is very bitter, when I think it was cooked by my wife, I feel sweet in my heart."

When Ye Yaorao said this, she seemed to think of the smell of the medicine again, and she couldn't help laughing.

"You are still laughing? Do you know that your current situation is very dangerous? Although the soup was made by me, you told you that I won't be angry. When your injury heals, I can boil whatever medicine you want. Ye Yaorao, why are you so stupid?" Murong Ningyue screamed in anger. She really didn't understand that Ye Yaorao, who has always been rational, would make such a childish mistake.

Ye Yaorao's smile on her face became even stronger after hearing Murong Ningyue's words.
Chapter completed!