The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 543 Do you want Eighth Master?want!
Eight Princes Mansion.

It was already noon when Jun Qingchen woke up, and Xueyang beside her was no longer there.

When I opened my eyes, I felt a severe pain in my throat. I grabbed the water in front of the bed and took a sip, only to find that I had some headaches and some nasal congestion.

It's just that he was frozen in the cell all night, and finally caught the wind and cold. When did his body become so delicate?

"Ba Ye woke up, here is some clear porridge, you should drink it first." At this moment, Xue Yang came in with clear porridge and side dishes.

Seeing her being so considerate, Jun Qingchen's heart warmed slightly, and after a simple wash, he sat down at the table.

Xue Yang filled the porridge and handed it over, "Baye, be careful it's hot."

Jun Qingchen just took a sip of the porridge before vomiting it all out, "Why is this porridge so bad, who made it?"

"I made it."

"You made it?" Jun Qingchen wiped his mouth, "It's fine if you said you were burnt, why did you put salt in the porridge?"

"Is it salt? Shouldn't it be sugar?" Xueyang explained, "Ba Ye came back, it seems to be caught in the cold, I think your mouth must be bitter, so I want to put some sugar. But if I don't pay attention, I put it wrong It's..."

"Forget it." Jun Qingchen waved his hands lazily, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

Ran'er, he just tasted two mouthfuls of green vegetables and spit them out again, "Why is this vegetable tasteless? Did you not put salt?"

"I……"

"Forget it, I'll go to Zuiyue Tower to eat." Jun Qingchen put down his chopsticks, his voice was thickly nasal.

Originally, he was very picky about food, especially when he was exposed to the wind and cold, his mouth was tasteless, and after eating so much "dark food", his mouth was even more tasteless, and he missed the food of Zuiyuelou more and more.

"Can Ba ​​Ye take me with me?"

Jun Qingchen glanced at her suspiciously, "You also want to go to Zuiyuelou?"

Xue Yang nodded embarrassingly, "Baye, didn't you catch a cold? On our way to Zuiyuelou, I happened to be able to go to the pharmacy to get two medicines for Baye."

"You care about me so much?"

"That is." Xueyang nodded shyly.

"For the sake of your diligence, I will take you with me. Just wait, I will go and change clothes."

Soon, the two got into the carriage and went to Zuiyue Tower.

Thinking of eating crystal shrimp dumplings in a while, Jun Qingchen's spirit improved a lot.

On the way, Xue Yang saw the pharmacy, and hurriedly ordered to stop the car, "Baye, you are not feeling well, wait for me here, I will come back after taking the medicine."

"Don't make me wait too long."

"Don't worry, Ba Ye, where else can I go under your nose?" Xue Yang smiled and got out of the carriage.

After arriving at the pharmacy, Xue Yang directly asked the doctor to grab a pair of miscarriage medicines for her, and then before leaving, she remembered Jun Qingchen and grabbed another pair of wind-cold medicines.

Jun Qingchen rested on the soft couch, and when he heard Xue Yang's movement, he lazily opened his eyes, "Are you back?"

Xue Yang nodded and put down the medicine, "Let's go, I've brought the medicine."

Because Jun Qingchen came to Zuiyuelou to say hello in advance, the shopkeeper reserved a box for him early in the morning.

The Eighth Prince is a frequent visitor to their place and also their God of Wealth, so naturally he has to entertain him.

Jun Qingchen flipped up his robe and sat down, and directly ordered the waiter in the shop, "Make the same things that this king likes to eat on weekdays."

"Okay." The waiter in the shop responded, bowed and left.

Jun Qingchen hurriedly stopped him, then looked at the woman opposite, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's my first time here, and I don't know what's delicious and what's not, so Master Ba can just order."

Jun Qingchen nodded, "Go down."

After the dishes were served, Xue Yang looked at the big fish and big meat and was slightly taken aback.

She thought that Jun Qingchen's rice bucket would eat light food because of the wind and cold, but who knew that his appetite was so good.

Jun Qingchen had a panoramic view of her surprise, "This king likes to eat meat."

Xueyang: "..."

After taking two bites, Xue Yang vomited it all up, retching loudly.

Jun Qingchen frowned, and ate the lipstick roasted pork, "What's the matter, it's obviously delicious."

"I feel sick to my stomach." Looking at the table full of greasy delicacies, Xue Yang felt like throwing up again.

It is obviously sweet and greasy, and it is impossible to eat at all.

At this time, Xue Yang desperately wanted to eat sour food, and suppressed the acid reflux in her stomach.

She knew that it must be caused by the legendary morning sickness!
Gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said coquettishly: "Baye, Xueyang wants to eat candied haws outside, I want to go down and buy one."

"You don't want to eat the delicious food, but you want to eat candied haws, hurry up and come back!" Jun Qingchen didn't object.

"Do you want Master Ba?"

"want!"

"Okay." Xue Yang smiled lightly, lifted her feet and left, with a deep look in her eyes.

Early this morning, she received a letter from her sister Xueying, saying that she was invited to meet in the box on the third floor of Zuiyue Building, and now is a good opportunity to leave!

As soon as she left, Jun Qingchen also put down his chopsticks, looked at the delicious food on the table with some pity, and hurriedly followed.

……

"Knock...knock...knock..." Xue Yang knocked on the door according to the signal they always kept in touch with, and Xue Ying came to answer the door soon.

"Sister!" Seeing her, Xueyang was a little excited.

"Come in quickly." Xueying said and pulled the person in.

As soon as she sat down, Xueyang couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. She remembered that her sister always ate light food, so why is it so greasy now...

"I just ordered some of Zuiyuelou's signature dishes, let's have some."

Xueyang: "..."

Xue Ying sipped her tea first, without moving her chopsticks, "Xue Yang, Master has passed letters to you several times, and I have also written to you, why did you not receive a reply until now?"

"Don't mention it, Murong Che is an old fox. Ever since I arrived in Jingzhou with that idiot Eighth... Eighth Prince, the news has been coming in and out."

"Since you received our letter, why didn't you... use Gu for them?"

"Sister, they are all innocent, aren't they?" Xue Yang pursed her lips, "Although our sisters are doing things for him, I...I can't do this kind of outrageous thing."

"You can't do it, or..." Xue Ying frowned suspiciously.

"No."

"It's fine if you don't have one. You and him are just taking advantage of each other. Don't be stupid. Once a woman is tempted, you will be the one who suffers in the end." Xue Ying sighed faintly.

The moment she lowered her head, the marks on her neck were slightly exposed.

Xue Yang's eyes narrowed, and she stepped forward, ripped off Xue Ying's collar, and the inside was covered with bruises, which was horrible.

Xueying hastily pressed her collar, she was very good again, her expression was a little unnatural.

"Sister, what's going on here?" Xue Yang's eyes trembled slightly, showing a hint of anger, "Whose bed did he send you to?"

"Yang'er, don't worry about this, I'm fine."

"Sister, why are you so stupid?" Xueyang's eyes were moist, "Don't you see that he doesn't love you at all?"

"Yang'er, stop talking..." Xueying bit her lips tightly.

(End of this chapter)