Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 222
Luoying went on to say: "That year, my mother followed my grandmother to worship the Buddha at Xuedou Temple. At that time, my father was injured on the battlefield, and was rescued by the monks in the temple, and he recuperated in the temple. One day, my father met my mother and fell in love with her at first sight. But he is a general, he doesn’t know how to express it, let alone write elegant love poems, he only dares to follow my mother from a distance every day, and never dares to talk to her... ..."

He paused, and then said: "That year, the weather was also abnormal. There were thunderstorms in the mountains for three consecutive days. My mother was most afraid of thunder, and she was restless when it came to thunderstorms. After my father heard about it, he didn't know where to come from." I found a way, saying that as long as a righteous person stays outside the house and recites the Diamond Sutra a thousand times, the evil spirit of thunderstorms can be suppressed and the people in the house can sleep peacefully. My father is also a dead-headed person. Others said so, He believed it too. In the middle of the night, he took a red-tasseled gun and put on a suit of armor, and stood guard outside my mother's house, just like a Zhong Kui, which scared my mother! My mother thought he was plotting something wrong, but later Knowing that he was keeping vigil for her, my mother was very moved. For three days in a row, my father stood outside my mother's house, watching the night for her, and finally touched my mother's heart, and embraced the beauty!"

"Night watch?" Xuanyuan Che's slender, jade-like fingertips touched the table lightly, thoughtfully.

There was loud thunder outside the window, Feng Qian went to the window and wanted to close it, when suddenly she saw the little prince walking into the palace accompanied by a group of people.

Although accompanied by palace maids and eunuchs, they will not get wet, but a pair of light yellow boots are already wet.

He rushed towards Feng Qian's arms, and shouted in a soft voice, "Mother's queen!"

The soft and small body seemed to shatter when touched. Fengqian squatted down, hugged him gently and asked, "It's thundering outside, why did you come here? Let the queen see if you're wet?"

The little prince rubbed against her arms, coquettishly: "Mother, Ye'er wants to sleep with you tonight."

Feng Qian chuckled: "Is it because of the thunder that you are afraid?"

The little prince blushed, and kept pushing into her arms.

Feng Qian touched his little head: "Okay, then you can stay!"

The little prince cheered, smiled sweetly, and his eyes turned into crescent moons: "Queen, I heard from them that you competed with Concubine Lan in Qiuhua Palace today, and you performed a very powerful flying needle skill, is it true? "

Feng Qian nodded.

The little prince's eyes sparkled: "Then can you embroider a pouch for Ye'er?"

"Purse?" Feng Qian raised her eyebrows.

The little prince pouted aggrievedly and said: "They both have Xinggu and Luofeng, and their mothers embroidered them for them, but Ye'er doesn't have one, and Ye'er really wants it!"

Feng Qian couldn't help complaining in her heart, why are they two little brats, Xinggu and Luofeng again?
What else did their mother do?
What a time!

"Isn't it just a purse? No problem! The queen mother will embroider it for you, a super big one, and make them envious and jealous!"

The little prince cheered happily!

Easier said than done.

It was Feng Qian's first time to embroider a purse, and she had no idea where to start. She couldn't embroider a map on her purse, could she?

What to embroider?
The little prince went to bed early, and she was still thinking hard.

While embroidering, she dozed off unknowingly, and accidentally fell asleep on the table.

I don't know how long it took, but in the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by a thunderstorm. Feng Qian woke up rubbing her eyes, and suddenly saw a huge figure on the door and window, holding something in her hand, like a haunted ghost, which frightened her. Big jump.

She immediately held the ever-changing spoon in her hand, and nervously moved to the window, wanting to find out.

She opened the window and looked out through a thin slit, only to see that the yard outside the house was pouring rain, and it was pitch black, but there was a little light flickering, it was a lamp, an oil lamp with a strange shape!
Slowly going up the oil lamp, she saw a black figure, holding the lamp, standing in the middle of the yard in the rain, motionless, she gasped in fright, and almost screamed out!

Until she saw the man's face and recognized him in astonishment: "Xuanyuanche?!"

The person standing in the yard, wearing a black cloak, carrying a lamp, and drenched in the rain was none other than Xuanyuan Che!

Even in such a harsh environment, there is no trace of embarrassment on his body. On the contrary, he is so handsome that he is like a god, and his stern and rigid outline is more sexy in the dim light...

Feng Qian was shocked and amazed!

What is he doing here?
It's still raining?
How long has he been standing here?

Looking closer, he was holding a lamp in his hand, which he covered with the corner of his cloak so that it would not go out.

He didn't open an umbrella, and his clothes and hair were already soaked, but he didn't realize it, and remained motionless like a mountain.

Feng Qian frowned, and was about to call him, when Luo Ying was holding an umbrella, and ran into the yard from the door in a hurry, came to Xuanyuan Che, and hit him on the head with the umbrella.

"Your Majesty, you really came to watch the night for your mother?" Luo Ying was very surprised, "Why don't you hold an umbrella?"

Xuanyuanche didn't answer, the whole portrait was sealed, motionless.

Luo Ying said anxiously: "It's all my fault for talking too much, I shouldn't have said that! However, even if you want to watch the night for your mother, you should still hold an umbrella! My father was guarding under the eaves at that time, It didn't rain at all!"

Feng Qian's heart trembled, vigil?Was he keeping vigil for her?
Xuanyuan Che cherished words like gold: "Let's go!"

Luoying was worried: "If you keep vigil for your mother like this, you will get sick in the rain."

Xuanyuan Che's voice was sharp and indifferent: "Let's go!"

"Your Majesty..." Luo Ying still wanted to persuade, but Xuanyuan Che suddenly stared at him coldly, and he immediately stopped, not daring to continue talking, and silently backed away.

Outside the door, Fengying stared at Luoying with reproachful eyes: "What bad idea did you come up with?"

Luo Ying helplessly spread her hands: "I never thought that His Majesty would take it seriously."

Fengying sighed: "Don't look at the king who looks ruthless on weekdays, once he falls in love with someone, he is more affectionate and sincere than anyone else. I hope the empress can understand the king's intention soon!"

Inside the house, looking at Xuanyuan Che's towering figure standing in the wind and rain, Feng Qian felt complicated.

She knew that he was using this special way to let her understand his intentions, but he didn't understand at all what she really wanted!
No, she must not soften her heart!

Once her heart softens, she will no longer be able to escape freely, and will forever be trapped in this harem that is so oppressive that she can't breathe, sinking into the various competitions among women, day after day, year after year, and one One day, she will also become the kind of person she despises the most.

She doesn't want to live like this!

Even if he is the man who makes her heart flutter, even if this love is so beautiful and sincere, she still can't make her compromise. What she wants is the love of a couple for a lifetime, which he can't afford!
(End of this chapter)