Magical Doctor Crazy Concubine: Your Majesty Move Away

Chapter 448 Zhu Chengfeng and Yueluo in the Extra Story ([-])
The door was open, and when the guards came in, they saw Zhu Chengfeng, cupped their hands and said, "Your Highness."

Zhu Chengfeng cast his eyes on the flower picker who was tied up in the corner of the wall.

The guards looked over and were all shocked, two guards hurried forward to carry the flower picker out.

The other two guards asked: "Your Highness, do you have any orders?"

Zhu Chengfeng thought for a while, and said: "Both of you, look for the guards in this house. They must have been stunned somewhere. After you find them, put them down." Then he pointed to the bed, "There are still some guards on the bed." A maid was also knocked unconscious, you should settle her down so that nothing can go wrong."

The two guards said in unison: "Yes."

When they got to the bed, they saw a maid lying on the bed.

Yue Luo stepped forward and looked at the maid, worried in her heart: "Is she okay!"

Zhu Chengfeng said: "It's okay, don't worry! The king's bodyguards are all good people, and they will arrange for her."

Yue Luo looked at the two guards, feeling uneasy, but that was the only way she could do so far.

Inexplicably, she believed in Zhu Chengfeng.

The room was empty now, just the two of them.

At this moment, they were all slightly embarrassed.

"The Eighteenth Prince—" Yue Luo looked at the door, "Ah Choo—" She couldn't help but sneezed again.

"Yueluo, you must have caught a cold." Zhu Chengfeng looked at the thin layer of clothes she was wearing and her wet hair.

"I'm fine——Ah——" Yue Luo sneezed again.

Zhu Chengfeng quickly tore off his thick black cloak, put it on her thin body, and then helped her fasten it.

He took her hand and led her outside the house.

"Eighteen princes, what are you doing?" Yue Luo didn't know why he wanted to drag himself out.

Zhu Chengfeng explained: "You must have caught a cold now, and I dare not leave you alone in the room, so I will take you to the kitchen to make a bowl of ginger soup and drink it quickly."

Yue Luo said: "I'm fine, I don't need to bother the Eighteenth Prince."

"Oh, why bother! If you are sick, those children won't be able to study." Zhu Chengfeng found an excuse.

Hearing what he said, Yue Luo thinks about it. Now the school is short of teachers. If she gets sick, the students will be delayed.

So, she obediently let him hold her hand and came to the kitchen.

Zhu Chengfeng was very familiar with Zhu Yuxuan's house, so it was very easy to find the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen, I found that the kitchen was dark and the lights were out of order.

When he was in a hurry, he turned around and bumped into Yue Luo.

Yue Luo slammed into him, feeling very embarrassed.

"Yue Luo—" Zhu Chengfeng's breathing became short of breath.

At this time, the atmosphere was too ambiguous.

"Ten—eighteen princes, I—" Yue Luo hurriedly pushed him away, but he didn't know what happened to his hind legs, only heard a "bang", and Yue Luo almost fell down.

The reason why Yue Luo didn't fall down was because Zhu Chengfeng grabbed Yue Luo's waist and hugged her into his arms.

In the darkness, Yue Luo's soft body was clinging to Zhu Chengfeng's arms, and her breathing became rapid.

Two young hearts sparked the brightest spark at this moment, burning the whole kitchen.

"The Eighteenth Prince—"

"Yeah." Zhu Chengfeng was reluctant to let go of her, he really liked the feeling of holding her.

"I know where the candle is?" Yue Luo asked shyly.

"Then, tell me, this king will get it." Zhu Chengfeng hugged her violently.

"Ah! The Eighteenth Prince—" Yue Luo didn't expect Zhu Chengfeng to hug her up.

"Yue Luo, it's too dark here, I'm afraid I'll throw you." Zhu Chengfeng hugged her, moved slowly, and carried her to a place with some light.

Yue Luo pointed to a desk by the windowsill and said, "It's right there."

"Okay, I will take it." Zhu Chengfeng walked to the window, then put her down, and took advantage of the light from the lantern in the yard to get the candle.

The candle was lit, and the weak flame illuminated Yue Luo's beautiful face.

Zhu Chengfeng looked at her and smiled slightly at her.

He took her hand again, led her to the stove, and lit the fire in the stove.

"Bake it with a fire, it will warm your body and remove some of the cold air." Zhu Chengfeng said softly.

Yue Luo smiled sweetly at him.

She sat by the stove and watched Zhu Chengfeng looking for ginger in the kitchen.

"Can you cook ginger soup?" Yue Luo asked curiously.

Holding the freshly found ginger in his hand, Zhu Cheng said with a smile, "We are martial arts practitioners. When we learned martial arts from our master, we learned some ways to survive, so it should be no problem to make ginger soup." , and began to cut ginger.

The water in the stove was hot, Zhu Chengfeng put ginger in it.

Yue Luo looked at him as a prince who actually knew how to do these things, she felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

She thought of her more than 20 brothers, but none of them seemed to be capable. Most of them were cruel by nature, lazy, murdering and bullying others.

Thinking of this, she felt sad, her father was cruel, and her brothers were cruel, that's why they ended up tragically dying and destroying the country one by one.

If the father is a good person and her brother is a good person, just like the Zhu family, then does An Ge Kingdom still exist?

Zhu Chengfeng saw the emotional changes on Yue Luo's face, saw the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, he was so anxious that he quickly dropped the big spoon in his hand, walked to Yue Luo's side, stroked her shoulder and said: "Yueluo, what's wrong with you?"

Yue Luo hurriedly took out the handkerchief on her waist to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said: "I'm fine, I was just smoked."

When Zhu Chengfeng heard that she was smoked, he picked up the fan next to him and fanned the smoke in the stove aside, and then took out the firewood inside.

"The ginger soup should be ready." Hearing the noise in the pot, Zhu Chengfeng got up, went to the kitchen cabinet to find a soup bowl, and filled the ginger soup.

Yue Luo retracted her nose and looked at the busy Zhu Chengfeng, her mood gradually improved again.

The Eighteenth Prince, he is really a caring and good man.

Thinking about it, a faint smile floated on her beautiful face.

Zhu Chengfeng brought her steaming ginger soup, and personally helped her blow the heat in the bowl so as not to burn her.

"Come on, drink it slowly, don't burn it." Zhu Chengfeng brought the bowl to Yue Luo's lips, and fed her while blowing.

Yue Luo was unconsciously attracted by his behavior, and slowly drank the ginger soup.

After finishing the ginger soup, Zhu Chengfeng took Yue Luo's hand and touched it.

Yue Luo wanted to withdraw her hand, but Zhu Chengfeng held it tightly.

He said: "When your hands warm up, I will take you to sleep in the house."

It turned out that he was warming her hands, and Yue Luo was even more moved.

She pointed to the fire in the stove, "There's a fire here, I'll warm my hands on it."

Zhu Chengfeng held her hand tightly, and shook his head: "No, if you warm your hands with fire, they will turn black."

Yue Luo looked at his handsome sunny face with a very serious look, and obediently let him hold her hand.

(End of this chapter)