Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 1052
After Gong Qingying consulted a lot of classics in the study of Ziluan Pavilion, Goshawk happened to leave the customs.

Thinking that Nian Xinhun needed her to be with her all the time, she asked Goshawk to go to Xiaoyaotai to continue to monitor Yi Yang, and write down all the chess records he changed.

After the order was completed, it was evening again.

Looking at the orange sunset light outside the window, Gong Qingying thought that Xinsoul should be hungry, so she went to the kitchen in person and carefully cooked the best antidote porridge for him.

Seeing that the poisonous porridge was cooked, the maid Tingge who stood by the side suggested, "Master, do you want to bring a bowl for Aunt Su?!"

"Aunt Su?" Gong Qingying looked at Tingge in surprise, and suddenly remembered that Aunt Su had also been struck by the wind and seemed to be still in a coma: "Then did she wake up?"

"Not yet!" Tingge shook his head.

"Let's leave the medicinal porridge to Xinhun. I didn't cook too much. If he likes it, he might eat more!" Gong Qingying said indifferently, and carried the medicinal porridge while walking and blowing it out.

Listening to the song, I saw that the master was indifferent to Aunt Su, no matter how I looked at it, I found it strange. The previous master's concern for Aunt Su was far more than that of Nian Xinhun.

I don't know what's wrong?
Should she report it to Goshawk?
Tingge decided to observe for a while longer before considering whether to report the news.

So, she carried a pot of hot water and a teacup and followed Gong Qingying's pace towards the inner hall.

"Xinhun, let's see what I have prepared for you?" Before entering the room, Gong Qingying's crisp laughter had already entered the room.

Nian Xinhun looked at the shadow outside the window with a smile, and soon saw Gong Qingying approaching carrying a tray full of medicinal fragrance: "Qingying, is it delicious?"

"Your nose is really good!" Gong Qingying walked quickly to the bed, put the tray on the couch, and pinched Nian Xinhun's nose affectionately.

"It's the medicine porridge you made that is so fragrant!" Nian Xinhun responded happily.

"It's just your sweet mouth!" Gong Qingying helped Nian Xinhun sit up straight with a smile, and scooped up the medicinal porridge with a small spoon, blew it gently, and finally handed it to Nian Xinhun to enjoy.

Nian Xinhun really liked the medicinal porridge she made, and asked Ting Ge to fill bowl after bowl, until the pot was completely emptied, and then gradually stopped.

Ting Ge carried the teapot full of hot water to the bedside, and saw Gong Qingying thoughtfully wiping off the porridge stains at the corner of Nian Xinhun's mouth with a handkerchief.

The two flirted with each other, even more affectionate than Yu Jingkong, which made Tingge puzzled.

Before the master retreated, Nian Xinsoul had been lukewarm, why did he become so affectionate in a blink of an eye, did something happen during this period that they didn't know about?
Ting Ge poured water lightly, holding the cup with both hands and handing it to Nian Xinhun: "Young Master, the medicine porridge is bitter, please drink some hot water!"

"The medicinal porridge made by Qingying is not bitter at all, I don't need to drink water!" Nian Xinhun looked at Gong Qingying's parched lips affectionately.

He changed the subject slightly: "But Qingying's lips are a little thirsty!"

After Nian Xinhun finished speaking, she pulled Gong Qingying into her arms, bowed her head and kissed her.

Ting Ge watched his actions in shock, and what was even more frightening was that Gong Qingying did not refuse, but instead hooked Nian Xinhun's neck with one hand and kissed back, like a couple in love.

Tingge's hands couldn't help shaking violently, the tea in the cup splashed on the ground, Gong Qingying caught a glimpse of her panicked look from the corner of her eye, and said displeasedly: "Get out of here!"

"Yes!" Tingge stood up in a panic, picked up the tea tray and ran out of the house, in the process of running hurriedly, accidentally tripped over the threshold and fell into the mud outside the house.

(End of this chapter)