Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1097 Poetry copy is good

Feng Qian then changed her voice and said: "However, since there is such a miraculous medicine in this world, someone must be able to make it! Sister Han, King Dongyan, don't worry, this matter is up to me and my senior brother." body!"

She patted her chest, seemingly very confident, and secretly repented in her heart, hoping that she could really find a cure for infertility, otherwise she gave them hope and let them down, her sin would be great.

Baili Liufeng and Han Bingji looked at each other, Qiqi showed surprise, and asked in unison: "Really?"

Feng Qian nodded vigorously: "Really! I always keep my word, and I will never lie to you!"

Han Bingji wept with joy, choked up and said, "That's great!"

She turned her head and looked at Baili Liufeng: "Liufeng, it's really great that I can really have children for you!"

She opened her arms and took the initiative to hug Baili Liufeng's neck, and Baili Liufeng also hugged her tightly, and the two wept with joy.

Seeing the two embracing and weeping, Feng Qian let out a sigh of relief, but was caught by Xuanyuanche who was facing him. Just now when Xuanyuanche heard Duxian talk about Baicaoye, he began to doubt.At the beginning, he asked Feng Qian to treat Taifu Mu because of the special medicine she had, but later it was confirmed that Feng Qian couldn't get the third bottle of Baicao Liquid, and she almost froze to death in the ice cellar at that time. Not to mention the nonsense that Baicaoye can cure infertility, he knows better than anyone that Feng Qian has not cured infertility so far, and this is something he has always been concerned about, but he doesn't really care about it First, they already had Ye'er, and second, he really didn't want Feng Qian to suffer the pain of childbirth again.

As soon as Feng Qian raised her head, she met his eyes, knowing that he had seen through her little thoughts, afraid that he would tell the truth, she shook her head at him.

Xuanyuanche nodded slightly, as if he had agreed to her, and she was relieved.

Seeing such a scene, the official couldn't bear to break it, but he had to. He cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, King Dongyan's confession is over, shall we continue with the rest of the confession?"

Baili Liufeng let go of Han Bingji, held her hand, wiped away the tears on her face, and then said to Feng Qian: "Miss Feng, you are a righteous sister, it's really worth knowing you alone! Bing'er's illness, I will have to rely on you and Master Poison Immortal in the future!"

Feng Qian waved her hand proudly, and said, "You're welcome! As long as you take good care of Sister Han and don't make her sad anymore, leave the rest to me and senior brother!"

Baili Liufeng nodded gratefully again and said: "Thank you! Then Gu took Bing'er away first, and Gu also blesses you, I hope you can find your right husband!"

As he said that, his eyes drifted towards Xuanyuan Che's direction intentionally or unintentionally, and he added: "I hope that person will not follow in the same footsteps as Gu Gu, and cherish you and love you!"

After finishing speaking, he scanned around: "Everyone, farewell!"

Han Bingji's always ruthless face finally showed a blush, she nodded at Fengqian, and didn't say anything, but Fengqian understood everything, and said nothing.

Watched by everyone, the two left Yishui'an, holding hands from beginning to end, never separated.

Looking at the backs of the two, Feng Qian's nose suddenly turned sour, showing a bit of emotion. Although the two of them have gone through hardships, they are finally together. Although they don't know what the future will be, she believes that as long as they love each other , will eventually be able to overcome all the problems and grow old forever.

At this time, the official reminded: "Then please invite the second person below!"

Feng Qian slowly withdrew her gaze, and when she was about to go back to her seat, her gaze inadvertently collided with Xuanyuanche, her heartstrings were gently touched by her fingertips, although it was very light, but it still left a heavy mark .

Perhaps, what King Dongyan said was right, he should cherish the person in front of him.

However, as long as she thought of how decisively he asked her to leave that day in the study, she would feel sad.

Instead of going to see him, she walked back to her seat and waited for the second candidate's "confession".

The second candidate came forward. He was dressed in a gentle and refined manner, and his appearance was above average. He seemed to have been brewing in his heart for a long time. As soon as he came up, he put on an air of wanting to read a poem, and said: "I want to send colored papers and rulers. I know where the mountains are long and the rivers are wide. May I be like a star king like the moon, and the night and night streams are bright and clean. I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but that person was in a dimly lit place..."

After reading more than a dozen lines of the poem, he finally stopped, his face still full of narcissism.

"Miss Feng, what do you think?" He asked Feng Qian expectantly.

Feng Qian slapped her palm three times: "Not bad, not bad..."

She paused intentionally, and when the other party showed a smug expression, she changed her voice: "The poems are copied well!"

The expression on the other party's face froze, revealing embarrassment.

Feng Qian said: "What I want to hear is what you say from the bottom of your heart. As for the poems written by others, forget it. Save the recitation for your teacher to listen to, next one!"

Soon, the third one came up, and he also had a stomachful of poems on his back, but he hadn't put it to use yet, so he was not allowed to recite poems, which caught him off guard.

He had no choice but to think about it now, but the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, his face turned red and his mind went blank.

Feng Qian looked at him anxiously trying to think of words, and felt sympathetic, so she gave him a little more time and encouraged her: "It's okay, you can think about it slowly, and then talk about it!"

Seeing that she was so reasonable, the man was immediately encouraged. He straightened his chest and blurted out: "Miss Feng, I like you! I didn't know who the queen's heir was before. Seeing everyone running over, I followed Yes, but I came here to take a look, my forehead is so cute, Miss Feng is so beautiful, I was fascinated by you at that time! I..."

"Ahem!" Feng Qian almost choked on her own saliva, she never expected to make a confession in dialect, she immediately interrupted him with a wave, "Stop! Stop!"

The man was taken aback, and said anxiously: "Miss Feng, I haven't finished talking yet!"

"It's okay, it's enough!" Feng Qian said.

The man still wanted to say: "I have prepared a love song later and haven't sung Nirvana yet!"

As he spoke, he began to sing: "Sister in the mountains..."

When Feng Qian heard that there was still a love song, she was frightened by him. He tuned it together, and she waved her hands again and again: "No, no, no, your heart, I have...I have received it, it's okay, that's enough!"

It was almost taken astray, Feng's light black line fell straight, it wasn't that she discriminated against dialects, in fact she respected dialects, but it was his harmonious and straightforward words that made it hard for her to resist, she had to stop him.

(End of this chapter)