The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 585 An Uneasy Little Wife, Her Generosity Is Impossible

Ru Xiaonan sniffed the aroma of thick soup on the table, her stomach growled.

God, I'm so hungry.

This feeling is like trying to digest the stomach too.

Su Baitong sat on the edge of the bed, and said in a gentle voice, "Give me your hand."

He stretched out his hand obediently, but his eyes were fixed on the things on the table behind him.

Qing Moyan fetched a small table and propped it on the bed, seeing Ru Xiaonan gulp down a big mouthful of saliva.

He couldn't help laughing, "The appetite is very good, it seems that she is fine."

Su Baitong moved his hand away from her veins, "Yes, except that she is weaker, there is nothing wrong with the child."

Ru Xiaonan pouted her lips and muttered softly, "It was just a fall, so why would there be a problem?"

"It will be too late when there is a problem." Qing Moyan stared at her fiercely.

If you don't scare her now, it's uncertain what trouble she will cause later.

Ru Xiaonan shrank her shoulders, but it touched the wound on her shoulders, and she grinned in pain.

Qing Mo's face darkened with displeasure, but she didn't reprimand her again.

Su Baitong stood up and warned, "Don't eat too much for a while, I'll come see her again tomorrow."

Finally able to eat!
She watched Qing Moyan bring the soup pot to the table, as well as a small bowl, spoon, and fragrant and fluffy hair cake.

"Who did this?" She couldn't help asking.

"It's Su Baitong." Qing Moyan opened the soup pot and filled a small bowl of soup for her.

Unexpectedly, during the days when she was asleep, Su Baitong had already begun to adapt to this world.

"You have too little soup..." She complained, but her annoyance didn't last long, because she was quickly attracted by the taste of the soup, and drank it in small sips.

It was so delicious.

However, her throat was so sore that it became more uncomfortable when she swallowed.

"Sore throat?" Qing Moyan noticed a big pimple on her brow.

"It's okay." The desire for food has completely suppressed the perception of pain.

Qing Moyan tore off a small piece of cake and handed it to her, "Then eat less, and eat when you're hungry at night."

"It's so little, it's not enough to feed the birds." Ru Xiaonan took his hand and swallowed it in one gulp.

When Qing Moyan wanted to stop it, it was too late, she swallowed the food in her mouth.

Then, as expected, she choked.

Qing Moyan quickly picked up the spoon and brought a spoonful of soup to her mouth, "Drink it soon."

woo woo woo...

Ru Xiaonan drank several mouthfuls of soup before swallowing the cake in her throat. She timidly looked at Qing Moyan's face, "Are you... angry?"

"No." Qing Moyan frowned.

"Really do not have?"

"No." Qing Moyan's tone was soft, but his expression was full of despair.

"Don't be angry... I won't eat..." She reluctantly pushed the soup bowl away and looked at his face carefully.

"Drink another bowl." Qing Moyan said firmly, and filled another half bowl for her.

She peeked at the hair cake again.

Qing Moyan took it away directly.

Boom... It hurts so much, it's gone if I don't eat enough...

With a mournful face, she bowed her head and drank the soup.

"There are still some in the kitchen, and you can eat them tomorrow." Qing Moyan saw through her carelessness at a glance.

Well, that's all she could do to comfort herself.

Finally feeling less hungry, Qing Moyan sent out the leftovers.

"How many days have I slept?" Ru Xiaonan asked.

"Six days."

"Is there something wrong with that bullet?"

Qing Moyan did not expect that she would guess the key to the matter all at once.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell her the truth, "There is a spell engraved on the bullet. It affected you. You fell into your own dream and couldn't wake up. It was Su Baitong who made a special incense... which woke you up. .”

He didn't want to mention her dreams, so he directly omitted the middle process.

Seeing that she still wanted to ask more questions, he helped her straighten the quilt, "Okay, it's time to rest now, lie down and sleep."

Although she felt that she had slept for a long time, she still felt very tired.

"Where are you going?" She stared at him warily.

"Muberen will be here in a while, and we have something to talk about."

Ru Xiaonan had no choice but to lie down obediently.

Qing Moyan helped her cover the quilt.

"Close your eyes, sweet boy."

Ru Xiaonan pouted, "Where's the goodnight kiss?"

Qing Moyan smiled, leaned over and kissed her forehead.

Seeing her close her eyes contentedly, he turned around and went out the door.

Mu Bolun was already waiting at the bottom of the corridor.

"How is Xiaonan, I heard she woke up?"

"Well, he's recovering pretty well. He ate something and just fell asleep." Qing Moyan took him to the study.

"Should I ask Suzaku Xingjun to join me?" Mu Bolun asked, "I think he should also listen to this matter."

Qing Moyan thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

When Ling Xiaotian came over, he brought Su Baitong with him.

"If it's inconvenient, I'll go back first." Su Baitong hesitated when he saw the situation in the study.

In ancient times, men always avoided women when they talked about things.

"It's okay, modern people don't pay attention to these things." Mu Bolun comforted, "Besides, you are not an outsider, so it's good to listen."

After everyone sat down, Su Baitong made her homemade fragrant tea for them.

Mu Boren has fallen in love with this stuff since he drank it once, and even lost his old favorite coffee.

He took out a few documents and threw them on the table, "Here is a list that Yushanfang asked me to bring up. They originally stocked a lot of ancient jade in their store, plus some purchased by our family, and some are Bought on the black market, although the price is much higher, but I believe that you will never be stingy with money in this regard."

Qing Moyan picked up the documents and flipped through them, without raising her head, "That's right, if you run out of money, your family will pay you."

"Hey, you're so kind." Mu Bolun grimaced.

"What's the matter with embarrassment, if it weren't for me, the Mu family would have ended up long ago."

"That's true." Mu Bolun sighed.

Ling Xiaotian seemed puzzled, "You are collecting a large amount of ancient jade, what are you going to do?"

"Make jade pieces, engrave mantras on them, and then use them to set up magic circles." Mu Bolun explained, "According to Qing Moyan's idea, he wants to seal the entire mountain with mantras, Not even half a monster can fly in."

"The whole mountain?" Ling Xiaotian was surprised, "It will cost a lot."

"That's not all." Mu Bolun said, "Even the town has to be re-arranged. Any monsters who dare to enter the town will be rejected by the magic circle."

Ling Xiaotian looked solemn, "Could it be because of what happened last time?"

There was a fire in front of the ancient tomb last night, but when he went to investigate, he found a monster intruding. It seems that Qing Moyan is determined this time.

"I have asked Mubolento and his family to help me apply for a license for the Yin Yang Office. If it goes well, I will get it by the end of this month. At that time, there will be clients here. We can't keep an eye on those people 24 hours a day. , in order to prevent people from sneaking in, I want to create an absolutely safe environment, as long as they dare to come to the door, I will let them go without returning."

Qing Moyan was holding a piece of fragrant tea with a slightly cold smile, just like when he was sitting in the seat of Shaoqing in Dali Temple back then, full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)