Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 75 Are you embarrassed?

The result of the doctor's diagnosis and treatment was exactly as she had guessed, the daughter was poisoned by Hei Tuo.

She was trembling, looking at her daughter who was lying silently on the bed, she suddenly felt panic, and hurriedly pulled Qinghuan: "Quick, you go to that old man to get the antidote, quick..."

Qing Huan nodded quickly and ran out.

Qian Xianglan sat powerlessly on the head of the bed, seeing the blackness spreading from her daughter's face, she couldn't stop the hatred in her heart!

In Yunshang Pavilion, two men sat at the table, looking at the delicate dishes on the table, not wanting to give in to each other.

Feng Yuanche put a large piece of fried meat with bamboo shoots into his mouth, chewed heavily, and after swallowing, took a sip of wine and sighed: "My cousin is not only beautiful, but also has excellent cooking skills. It’s much more delicious than what the royal chef in the palace makes.”

Ming Qianjue remained silent, still eating gracefully, but there was an undercurrent in his eyes.

When there was still the last piece of salted crispy chicken left on the plate, Feng Yuanche hurriedly made a move, but Ming Qianjue took a step ahead and caught it in his mouth.

He threw his chopsticks on the table angrily, and glared at the person opposite him bitterly: "You eat the dishes cooked by your cousin every day, and you still rob me, you, you are simply not human..."

Ming Qianjue picked up a juan handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth: "My woman, it would be nice to have you come over and eat together. If you are not convinced, you can leave right now."

He pointed at the door with his chopsticks, with a look of what can you do to me?It made Feng Yuanche's teeth itch with hatred, "This is my cousin rewarding me, you are the one who should go!"

There were only the two of them in the whole room, but it was full of gunpowder, "I said, Lord Pluto, you are already 28 years old, and you are still pretending to be young to deceive the little girl, are you embarrassed?"

Feng Yuanche looked at his unshakable appearance, smiled maliciously, and he was not polite, just picked up the chopsticks and ate the other dishes, the same taste was good, and he ate it well.

However, Ming Qianjue paused, with displeasure on his face. He suddenly remembered that she said that she liked him now. If she knew that he was actually 12 years older than her, she would allow him Is she around?
While he was in a daze, Feng Yuanche was unceremonious, he acted very quickly, ate quickly, and drank deliciously. He completely lost the appearance of Mr. Pianpian in the past, as if he was reincarnated from starvation.

When Feng Nuanyang walked in again with a tray, the table had been swept away, "These are the last two dishes." She thought there would be a lot left, after all, she made for four people.

Feng Yuanche directly moved the two plates in front of him, and started eating.

Feng Nuanyang sat down and looked at Ming Qianjue who was not moving his chopsticks: "But the food is not to your liking?"

Feng Yuanche raised his head to drink, and only inhaled comfortably. Hearing his cousin's worried voice, he smiled and waved his hands, giving thumbs up, "Cousin, leave him alone, your cooking skills are better than the imperial chef's. He is now I’m in a bad mood, not because the food doesn’t taste good.”

He fed food into his mouth with one big chopstick and one big chopstick, his face was flushed with joy, he was already in good shape, and with the brocade clothes on his body, his posture was even more beautiful.

Feng Nuanyang was stupefied at first sight, but suddenly there was a pain in her thigh, she quickly stretched out her hand to hold the troublesome hand, and stared at the culprit fiercely.

"Cousin, your cooking skills are really good. I am very satisfied with what I ate today. I don't know if I will have the opportunity to enjoy these in the future?" Feng Yuanche didn't know that the two people under the table were about to fight. He put down his wine glass, with a smile in his eyes: " Can I still come in the future?"

(End of this chapter)