Travel back to ancient times to spoil the prince

Chapter 11

"nothing!"

Yin Qingqing was happy in her heart, she thought that Xiao Huaijin was annoyed by her, she was irritable and impatient before letting go.

But now, upon hearing Xiao Huaijin's words, Yin Qingqing became energetic again in an instant, and her brows were beaming with joy.

Xiao Huaijin looked at Yin Qingqing as she spoke, and made a gesture to stand up from the bed again, and quickly stretched out her hand to hold her down.

"What are you going to do again?"

"It's getting late, I have to cook for you."

Xiao Huaijin didn't expect that Yin Weiqing was so injured that he still didn't forget to cook for him.

For a moment, he felt mixed feelings, stood up suddenly, nodded solemnly and said.

"You rest, I will come today."

"Ah... don't! I'm already like this, how can you bear it!"

When Yin Qingqing heard Xiao Huaijin's words, a look of ups and downs and distress suddenly appeared on his face.

Even holding onto Xiao Huaijin's hand, he became more and more forceful, refusing to let go of anything.

"Your words...are you disliking my cooking for being unsatisfactory?"

[Hehe, how can it be said that it is not satisfactory?That is simply the torture and destruction of Chi Guoguo!In terms of making dark dishes, Xiao Huaijin did his part! 】

However, this kind of harmless, but extremely insulting psychological activity, even if Yin Qingqing was beaten to death, it was impossible for him to say it.

I saw Yin Qingqing smiled bitterly twice, and then, she held Xiao Huaijin with one hand and refused to let go, as if she was afraid that he would really put it into practice, while the other hand was pitiful. Shaking the hem of his clothes.

"Hehe, how could it be! The sage taught that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but the husband hates the grass. The husband is a sage in the world, mighty and extraordinary, how can he walk around the pot, what a shame! I just sprained my ankle, The hand is fine, let me do it!"

Yin Qingqing cursed in her heart, not only was her hand not hurt, but her entire esophagus was in good condition!
But if he was forced to eat something that Xiao Huaijin cooked himself, it would be really hard to say!
Yin Qingqing doesn't want to see the words "Heaven is jealous of beauty, die young" appear on her elegiac couplet with Xiao Huaijin!

Xiao Huaijin is not blind, even if he closes his eyes, he can guess what kind of gossip she has in her stomach just by hearing Yin Qingqing's duplicity in her tone!
It's strange to say that even though Xiao Huaijin knew that Yin Qingwei was disliking his cooking skills, not only could he not get angry, but he even wanted to play tricks on her.

Thinking of this, Xiao Huaijin suddenly raised his face, with an air of calm and prestige, he looked down at Yin Qingyuan condescendingly.

"Yin Qingqing, could it be that, in your heart, I am such a vicious, cold-blooded, ruthless villain who never sympathizes with the pain of those around me?"

"Ah? This..."

Xiao Huaijin's inexplicable rhetorical question made Yin Qingqing lose his ability to cope the moment he was beaten.

That's not enough, the most important thing is, why does Yin Qingqing feel so familiar with Xiao Huaijin's words?

This feeling... It's very similar to the killer trick of the scumbag that she used just now in the back mountain when she was cornered by Xiao Huaijin's questioning.

Yo, this Xiao Huaijin has something!
Not only self-taught without a teacher, but also proficient in application!

At the end of the day, Yin Weiwei slumped on the bed with only one thought in mind.

[It's over, I was still seen through by this lotus root essence! 】

However, compared to the little setback in front of him, Yin Qingqing still feels that it is necessary to try harder!
After all, fighting wits is a small matter, but saving one's life is a big matter!

"Hehe, my husband, I still don't think it's appropriate for you to cook! Why don't we take a step back? You see, I'm injured, so can I have some good supplements, such as... West The roast pork at the street corner?"

"No!"

Yin Qingqing never thought that Xiao Huaijin's refusal was so decisive that she almost didn't realize it!
This guy is really a bastard who is determined to eat the weight!

"why?"

"Because, our prime minister's concubine's daughter spends a lot of money, talks about a deal casually, and pays the rations for the next ten months as a deposit! In the days to come, we can only have porridge, side dishes, and simple tea and light meals as companions." Already!"

After Xiao Huaijin finished speaking, she didn't forget to take a meaningful look at Yin's slightly swollen ankle as thick as a white radish.

"Look at your injury, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get off the ground in ten days and a half months. I advise you, it's better to get used to it earlier!"

After saying that, Xiao Huaijin turned around and left under Yin Weiwei's surprised gaze.

Yin Gently stretched out his slender arms, trying to keep Xiao Huaijin alive, but in the end, it was futile.

[I still want to eat roast pork, but I don’t even have to eat salad! 】

Just as Xiao Huaijin walked out of the room with a triumphant smile on her front foot, Xin Nanrong greeted her respectfully on her back foot.

"Master, right now is the best time, please make a decision early!"

"Here, go and buy some roast meat. I want the one at West Street Crossing."

Xin Nanrong stood there motionless in shock.

He thought that Yin Qingqing's disturbance today had touched Xiao Huaijin's bottom line.

In addition, her private meeting with the county magistrate a few days ago, all kinds of things, no matter what Xiao Huaijin will not let her make trouble again!

However, just after Xin Nanrong had already thought about Yin Qingwen's death, Xiao Huaijin never mentioned it, which made Xin Nanrong incomprehensible, let alone acceptable!
"What are you still doing?"

"My lord, don't be fooled by this poisonous woman's sweet talk! If you leave this disaster by your side, sooner or later..."

Before Xin Nanrong could speak alarmist words, he was stopped by Xiao Huaijin's fierce eyes.

"Her life or death is up to me!"

Seeing Xiao Huaijin turn around and walk towards the kitchen after saying such a sentence, Xin Nanrong did not dare to disobey his orders, so he could only cup his fists and retreat as ordered.

Yin Weiwei lay on the bed dejectedly, doing psychological construction for herself over and over again.

It wasn't until Xiao Huaijin brought the hot rice porridge and the fragrant roast meat to Yin Qingqing, that she sniffed and smelt it like a cat that smelled fishy, ​​and smiled happily He couldn't stop praising Xiao Huaijin.

During the past few days of recuperation, Yin Qingqing was closely watched by Xiao Huaijin all the time. She couldn't walk around in the ground, but she was really not idle.

Xiao Huaijin stood beside the bed, watching Yin lightly spread the paper on the bed, on which were densely written symbols that he had never seen before.

Call it a ghost painting, but there is really no trick.

Yin Weiwei explained to Xiao Huaijin without hesitation that these "ghost symbols" were all the proofreadings of the equations she started making glass.

(End of this chapter)