The Snake King Chasing His Wife: Black-bellied Little Mengfei

The uncle said that she was not allowed to go to his bedroom to sleep. She originally planned to sneak there for a while, and she didn't believe that the uncle had the heart to drive her away, but now there is no need. The uncle won't let her go, so she can let him come. ,Ha ha.

After sleeping all night, I was sweating all over, the fever subsided, and the injury on my wrist was no longer so painful. I got up and got dressed, opened the door, and took a deep breath of fresh air.

The Qingyi Pavilion is axially symmetrical, with a row of wing rooms on the left and right, the servant’s room on the left and the guest room on the right. The master bedroom that Qingyi lives on is on the central axis. Live on the right.

When they came together, Xiaomei and Wu Taiyi hadn't got up yet.

Last night, neither of them knew about Qingyi having nightmares, or rather, Ling Aojue was the only one who knew about Qingyi having nightmares, after all, Qingyi had slept with Ling Aojue since childhood.

Seeing that neither of them got up, Qing Yi didn't want to wake them up, so he fetched cold water from the well in the courtyard, and after washing up, he walked towards the imperial dining room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked halfway, a woman with a voluptuous figure and haughty brows walked up to her face. It was still spring at this time, but the woman's clothes were unusually revealing, and her walk was swaying.

Qing Yi didn't know this woman, and when she saw her coming, she stepped aside a little to the side of the path, but she didn't want the woman to walk in front of Qing Yi, so she glanced at Qing Yi arrogantly, and said with a sneer, "Oh, You are the little wild species that Wang picked up from the road, right? Hehe... With your body like bean sprouts, how dare you occupy our noble king?"

Qing Yi didn't speak, but instead raised her lips and smiled sweetly. The woman was taken aback, and snorted coldly, what a fool, she was still laughing after being scolded?

How could this kind of bean sprouts be her opponent?

Thinking about it, he straightened his waist, twisted his waist, and walked forward.

Not far away, a court lady who saw this scene shuddered when she saw Qing Yi's smile. She was also a person who had bullied Qing Yi before.

And in the flowers tens of meters away from the court lady, stood a woman with seductive brows, with a cold smile on her lips.

Seeing that the woman was gone, Qing turned around and memorized all the physical characteristics of the woman in her heart, raised the corners of her mouth, and walked towards the imperial dining room. What she hated most was when people called her—Xiaoyezhong!

What she hates the most is - someone wants to steal her things!

She is very clear that some things and some people need to be played slowly to be interesting; some things and some people, sometimes, are really not worth doing by herself.

The chefs in the imperial dining room are very familiar with Qingyi, and they also like this polite, not squeamish, and very cute little princess. Moreover, Qingyi has a special talent in cooking. In your hands, it can become a peerless delicacy.

For a chef, it is really hard not to like such a little girl who is so talented in cooking.

Qingyi went in and greeted the cooks, cooks, eunuchs, and maids one by one. The people here, hearing that Qingyi had been ill a few days ago, all surrounded her, asked her health, and asked about her health. The situation makes her want to eat anything, just ask.

Qingyi has always liked the atmosphere of the imperial dining room, and after thanking them one by one, he ordered a porridge, and told the chef a few things that Ling Aojue likes to eat, and asked the chef to prepare them, and send them to Qingyi Pavilion later.