Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1617

When the first ray of sunlight slanted into the room in the early morning, Feng Qianyou opened her eyes slowly. She slept very sweetly last night. She stretched in satisfaction, and when her elbow touched Xuanyuanche, she realized that the people next to her had woken up at some point. , was half leaning on the bed looking at himself.

"Did Qianqian sleep well last night?"

"Yeah!" Ever since she was pregnant, she either dreamed too much or went to bed late. The rest was indeed not as good as before. Last night should be the best sleep Feng Qian has had since she was pregnant. "Sleep so comfortable!"

Seeing that Qianqian was in such a good mood, Xuanyuanche's mood also relaxed. He stretched out an arm to make Fengqian a pillow, took her into his arms, and whispered: "It seems that proper exercise really helps sleep."

Xuanyuanche was only wearing a thin underwear, made of silk, and when he moved a little, the shirt fell off. Feng Qian couldn't help but look at Xuanyuanche more, and stretched out her hand to lightly poke on the muscles in his abdomen. After a while, ask: "Archer, why is your figure so good?"

Xuanyuanche let Qianqian's hands mess around with him, but there was a trace of mystery in his eyes, "Isn't my figure always like this?"

Feng Qian was about to say something, but her throat felt a little dry and itchy. She couldn't help coughing lightly twice, Xuanyuan Che sat up a little, and took advantage of the opportunity to cover Feng Qian with the quilt, "But did you catch a cold?"

"No, my throat is a little dry."

Last night, we fought fiercely in the middle of the night, can the throat not work?

Xuanyuan Che went straight down, poured half a cup of warm honey tea, and brought it to Feng Qian's mouth, Feng Qian drank it all in one gulp, and said: "More."

"it is good."

Honey tea is made from honey and dried fruit. Although it is suitable for tea, there is no half tea leaf in it. Wanjinge specially instructed that Queen Fengqian is pregnant, so she must pay attention to everything in her diet, except green tea. Besides, no tea should be added to the tea they drink.

"Is it good?" Seeing Feng Qian drank two or three cups in a row, she was really thirsty, "Slow down, Qianqian."

When there was still half a cup of honey tea left in the cup, Feng Qian was finally full, Xuanyuan Che finished the remaining half cup of honey tea and asked, "Qianqian was tired last night, do you want to sleep a little longer? "

"Archer, you accompany me..."

"it is good."

After Xuanyuanche put the cup back, he ordered the outsiders not to disturb him, but Ye'er would definitely go to see his mother when he woke up, Aunt Qinghe seemed to guess Xuanyuanche's concerns, and replied: "Don't worry, Mr. Xuanyuan, King Nanyan is coming over today, and the little prince has not seen King Nanyan for a few days, so he will definitely clamor to see his uncle first."

"Okay, please trouble Auntie to take Ye'er there first."

"Yes."

When closing the door, Xuanyuan Che secretly rejoiced that his junior brother came at the right time.

Feng Qian got into Xuanyuan Che's arms, and said with a smile, "Finally, I can go back to the cage and sleep."

Xuanyuan Che stretched out his hand to touch Feng Qian's head, and kissed her lips lightly. The fresh taste of honey tea drifted back and forth between their lips and teeth, and the kiss made Feng Qian almost distracted.

After the kiss was over, Xuanyuanche exhorted softly in Fengqian's ear: "Qianqian is too tired recently, take a good rest."

"Fortunately, I haven't been very tired recently, but I was really tired last night."

When Xuanyuan Che heard what Feng Qian said, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's my fault."

"But..." Feng Qian leaned closer to Xuanyuanche's ear, teasing him softly, "Archer was so gentle last night!"

"Qianqian, do you know that men are the most vulnerable to temptation when they wake up in the morning?"

"what?"

Feng Qian really didn't think of this, but she had already said her words, and she couldn't help but regret it...

"Qing'er, what's wrong with your leg?"

Yanyou came out early in the morning, clutching his waist, and saw his younger brother walking ahead step by step with a limp leg.

Yan Qing turned around, saw her sister clutching her waist, and asked, "Sister, what's wrong with your waist?"

"It's nothing, it flickered when I was resting at night."

Yanyou did not lie, after the kiss during the day, she was a little afraid to meet Young Master Xiang.At night, he was lying on the bed early, and he didn't even see Young Master Xiang coming in.At night, it was still inside and outside, but Young Master Xiang fell asleep quickly, but because of that kiss, she tossed and turned, couldn't sleep all night, and her waist hurt from turning back and forth.

"Sister, do you and your brother-in-law..." Yan Qing made a gesture of "intimate" with his hands.

"What are you thinking?! No!" Yanyou spoke the truth, because the young pavilion master had other ways to control her.

Seeing that Yanqing seemed to want to continue asking, Yanyou changed the subject in a timely manner: "What's the matter with your legs, why are you limping?"

"I came back late yesterday, and accidentally knocked on it."

"Be careful, don't practice kung fu for a few days, wait until your legs and feet get better."

"By the way, sister, you always tell me that people like us who rely on craftsmanship to travel the rivers and lakes, the last thing they can't lose is craftsmanship. Why do you basically stop playing the piano after you become the wife of the master of the young pavilion?"

"I've already become the young master's wife, why do I still play the piano?"

"It's not fair, why can you not practice the piano, but I still have to practice every day?"

"Because you are not the young master's wife!"

Seeing her sister's words being so unreasonable, Yan Qing directly "hummed" and turned her head away to ignore her.

In fact, it's not that Yanyou is unwilling to touch the piano, it's just that there are obvious problems with his own piano. The dragon tongue that was used to repair the piano was also given to Young Master Xiang to treat illnesses. The dragon tongue is extremely rare. Where can I get it? Get another one?

She also thought about finding other things to replace it, but the effect was not as good as the dragon tongue, so the piano was shelved after repeated visits.

When Young Master Xiang passed by the eaves of the building, he happened to see Yan Qing and Yan You, and he asked with a smile, "Didn't Qing'er go to Sanlifang today to queue up for a taste of Meng Huangliang? If you don't go, you won't be able to catch up."

After being reminded by his brother-in-law, Yan Qing realized that it was almost too late, so he hastily said: "Oh, I have to leave quickly, sister, you should practice the piano if you have the time!"

After speaking, Yan Qing turned around and ran out of the Wanjing Pavilion.

"come over."

Hearing Young Master Xiang's voice, Yan You raised his head and looked up. Young Master Xiang, who was smiling very kindly just now, actually looked directly at her at this moment. She subconsciously took a step back and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

"Don't make me repeat it a second time."

The voice was neither sad nor happy, and could not hear the master's emotions at all, but Yanyou knew that if he was disobedient, the tone of neither sad nor happy would soon turn angry.

Didn't this person always wish he could stay far away from him before?There was no outsider present, why did he take the initiative to provoke her?

But she still moved two steps forward cowardly, stood downstairs and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come up."

After Yanyou went up, Young Master Xiang asked her, "Has your qin been repaired yet?"

"Well, I've been looking for something that can replace the dragon tongue, but I just can't find it."

"Bring the piano to the room, and I'll take a look."

"What?" Why is he so kind today?Yanyou thought to himself.

Probably because he realized the overly guarded look on Yanyou's face, Young Master Xiang's expression turned cold.

"After all, your piano has not been repaired because of me. I'm just helping you to see it. Don't think too much about it."

Yan You breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had returned to normal. Sure enough, as long as he was not in front of outsiders, the attitude of the Young Pavilion Master towards him could be said to be colder than the current weather.

"Okay, I'll get it now."

(End of this chapter)