潮篡(三十一) 美梦 ?-下 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇

“Bi Xia.”
“Bi Xia?”
Xue Niaoer sitting in front of the bed, saw Chu Han’s pupils restarting to focus, hurriedly holds him up, cushions his back with a folded quilt, and serves a cup of tea till his lips.
“Huang Shang,” Wang gong gong who is standing on the side, puts down the tray, speaking hesitantly, “For today’s offering to ancestors, we could consider…”
Chu Han turns his head aside, dodging the teacup in front, “Zhen(I)’m fine,” then he got choke by the air, coughing for a few times, and hastily takes a sip of tea left in the cup after spill, “everything remains as scheduled.”