Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 589 His Dessert
Xuanyuan Che saw more and more people coming out, his handsome face became darker, after a long time of deliberation, he finally mustered up his courage again, but with a sonorous and forceful tone: "I'm wrong, I'm..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Qian rushed forward and covered his mouth.

"Well, I was joking with you, do you really take it seriously?"

Xuanyuan Che pulled her hand down, and said in a serious tone: "As long as you are happy, Gu can do whatever you want Gu to do."

Feng Qian looked at him deeply, knowing that what he said was the truth, and knowing why he had become abnormal these two days, an inexplicable sadness surged in her heart.

She had endured so much pain silently, originally she didn't want him to know about it, but now that he knows about it, and cherishes and dotes on her even more, she has mixed feelings in her heart.

"Archer, you don't need to do this! If you do this, you will spoil me!"

There was a doting smile in Xuanyuanche's deep eyes: "Don't be afraid, I will spoil you for the rest of my life! If you are spoiled, you will be considered lonely!"

The tip of Fengqian's heart was like ten thousand feathers passing by lightly, sweet to the bone.

She leaned into his arms sweetly: "If you spoil it, you are not allowed to return it!"

Xuanyuanche hugged her tenderly: "Resolutely never retreat!"

In the yard, the moonlight is like water, and the beautiful shadows form a pair, which outlines a magnificent picture scroll.

While Xuanyuanche was reviewing the memorial, Feng Qian came to the room of the senior brother alone, and the senior brother was teaching the little prince to identify herbs.

Feng Qian interrupted the two, pulled the senior brother out of the door, and asked quietly: "Senior brother, Archer seems to have known about the Gu poison, did he tell you anything?"

Hua Mengying pondered for a while, and replied: "He said, if the antidote can't be prepared, let me transfer the poison to his body again."

"That's true!" Feng Qian's heart shook, "I should have thought about it a long time ago. The reason why he didn't let me know that he knew that I had been poisoned was to transfer the poison back to him quietly in the future. This fool, I almost I was deceived by him at all!"

Hua Mengying looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Feng Qian suddenly grabbed his arm and begged: "Brother, I beg you, please don't agree to him? If there is only one person between me and him, I hope this person is him!"

She paused: "Because there are more people who need him, and I don't regret dying!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Mengying interrupted her, and said in a solemn tone, "At least in my eyes, your life is more important than his!"

"Brother..." Feng Qian was moved.

Hua Mengying stretched out her hand, hugged her lightly, patted her on the back, and comforted her: "Don't worry, with senior brother here, nothing will happen to you!"

"Brother..." Feng Qian was very moved.

When leaving the senior brother's room, Feng Qian went to see the little prince. The little prince was sitting on the stool, flipping through the medical books with his little hands, looking like he was studying hard.

Feng Qian walked over and kissed him: "Ye'er lives with uncle, are you still used to it?"

The little prince nodded obediently: "Ye'er is fine, the queen mother doesn't have to worry about me!"

Feng Qian kissed him on the forehead again, feeling very relieved, she turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the little prince's heartfelt voice came from her ear: [I really want my mother to hug me to sleep...]
Feng Qian paused, then looked back at her son, and saw that he still had a cute smile on his face, but his eyes were full of longing. If he hadn't heard his heartfelt voice, Feng Qian would never have known that he was so yearning for maternal love in his heart.

This child, who obviously wants maternal love, but pretends to be well-behaved and sensible, is really distressing.

She walked back again and said, "What should I do? My mother suddenly wants Ye'er to sleep with her tonight. Can Ye'er fulfill her wish?"

The little prince's eyes lit up, showing joy, but then they dimmed again: "Then what about the father?"

"Your father..." Feng Qian thought for a while, "Your father will review the memorial tonight, so he can't accompany your mother, who is so lonely alone!"

The little prince suddenly smiled, opened his arms, and hugged her neck: "Okay then, then I will accompany my mother tonight!"

Feng Qian hugged him up, turned to her senior brother and said, "Senior brother, then I will take Ye'er away."

Hua Mengying smiled and nodded, watching the mother and son leave.

Xuanyuan Che picked up the last memorial, and after reviewing the last one, he could rest. Thinking of the tenderness of last night, his mood was agitated. This lingering feeling is really delicious. The more addicted he is, he still wants to taste this wonderful taste again tonight.

Thinking about it, he quickly picked up his pen and wrote vigorously to finish the work at hand as soon as possible.

Finally, the last memorial was finished. The moment I stopped writing, the door of the room was pushed open, and Feng Qian walked in from the door.

"Qianqian!" Xuanyuanche got up happily, and was about to go up to meet her. Suddenly, a small person came out from behind Fengqian, and shouted sweetly: "Father!"

Xuanyuanche paused and narrowed his eyes.

[It's so late, what is the little guy doing here? ]

Feng Qian took the little prince's hand and walked forward with a smile: "Archer, haven't you finished reviewing your memorial yet? I'll let Ye'er sleep with me tonight. Go to the next room and continue reviewing the memorial!"

As she spoke, she secretly winked at Xuanyuanche.

Xuanyuan Che frowned, and said to himself: [Gu's memorial has been reviewed, is this going to drive Gu away? ]
Seeing his reluctance, Feng Qian hinted at him again: "Go and do your work first, I'll bring you some dessert later!"

"Dessert?" Xuanyuan Che frowned meaningfully, "Okay, I'll wait for you alone!"

With that said, he happily picked up a stack of memorials and left.

Feng Qian always felt that his eyes at the end were a little weird. She couldn't figure out what was so weird for a while, but right now, she just wanted to fulfill her son's wish and make him happy.

"Come on, Ye'er, the queen mother will help you undress."

"My son can come by himself."

Seeing him taking care of himself so young at such a young age, Feng Qian felt relieved and distressed at the same time, helped him take off his boots and socks, and hugged him to the bed with his own hands.

The mother and son were lying in bed, Feng Qian held her son tightly in her arms, smelling the childish milk fragrance on his body, and felt a different kind of warmth.

The little prince nestled happily in her arms, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on the baby's fat face.

"Queen, Ye'er wants to hear your stories."

"Okay, the queen mother will tell you a story." Feng Qian pondered for a moment and began to speak.

In the next room, Xuanyuan Che waited left and right, but Feng Qian didn't see Feng Qian coming over. He was so restless that he rushed out the door and shouted, "Come in, play chess with Gu!"

Soon, Luoying appeared in the room holding a pair of chess sets.

After the chess pieces were placed, the two sat opposite each other, and Luo Ying asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, it's so late, don't you want to rest?"

Xuanyuan Che put the sunspots on the chessboard: "I'm waiting for dessert!"

Luoying followed Luozi: "Dessert? This subordinate will tell the kitchen to make it now!"

Xuanyuanche raised his head and glared at him: "I'm alone waiting for the queen's dessert!"

Luoying nodded as if realizing something: "That's right, the queen's cooking skills are good, after eating the queen's desserts, other people's desserts may be difficult to swallow."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Che raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's natural."

(End of this chapter)