Madam, she always wants to bring trouble to the world

Chapter 241 Daughter-in-law, be good
"That's the way to be good. You have a good rest. After a few days, when your body is stable, we will go back to the capital." Ye Yunshen raised his hand to rub her head again, stroking her hair with his fingertips.

They are still in Baichuan City now, the reason why they didn't rush back to Shangjing City was because he was worried that Feng Qingyan would not be able to bear the rush of the journey.

In the past few days when she was in a coma, he gave her a lot of pills, which made her body gradually improve, and even guarded her side day and night.

"At that time, it's probably time for my brother to come back." Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Feng Qingyan's slightly pale face.

Perhaps for her body, Feng Qingyue may have a solution, this body is too weak, it will affect her to fight.

"He will be very happy to see you." The corners of Ye Yunshen's lips slowly rose, revealing a gentle smile.

……

Thinking that Feng Qingyan had slept for so long, Ye Yunshen went to ask someone to give some instructions, and not long after, Yingfeng came in with a bowl of millet porridge.

Ye Yunshen reached out to take the porcelain bowl containing millet porridge, stirred it with a porcelain spoon, carefully blew on a spoonful, and handed it to Feng Qingyan's mouth.

"Good, open your mouth."

Hearing this gentle and loving tone, Yingfeng beside him silently lowered his eyes, he didn't want to eat this dog food.

Feng Qingyan was not used to him like this, so she raised her hand to take the porcelain bowl in his hand, "I'll do it myself."

"No." Ye Yunshen withdrew her hand all of a sudden, and her hand just stopped in the air.

"Daughter-in-law, be good."

"..."

Feng Qingyan withdrew her hand, opened her small mouth hesitantly, and ate the millet porridge he handed over into her mouth, with the tip of her tongue, she could feel a faint sweetness.

"My daughter-in-law is awesome." Ye Yun praised with a deep smile, and then took a few mouthfuls to feed her.

Shadow Wind silently lowered his head a little.

At this time, Yingyue walked over from the door, and Yingfeng's eyes fell on her.

However, Yingyue seemed to turn a blind eye to the scene in the room, walked up to Ye Yunshen, and said respectfully: "My lord, the Lord of Baichuan City got the news that you are in Baichuan City from somewhere, and is now outside the inn. I want to come here to see you."

The whereabouts of Ye Yunshen's coming to Baichuan City have been concealed from the outside world. Apart from them, few people should know about it, but I don't know how the owner of Baichuan City knew about it.

"No." Ye Yunshen refused without thinking, "Tell him, I want to accompany my future concubine."

What is it about the Lord of Baichuan City, his little wife is important?

Feng Qingyan raised her eyes slightly, and glanced lightly at Yingyue. Then, she ate the millet porridge that Ye Yunshen fed her, and looked away again.

"Yes." Yingyue replied, then turned around and walked out.

Seeing this, Yingfeng also followed out.

Ye Yunshen kept feeding Feng Qingyan porridge in the room, and didn't care what they did.

But outside, Yingfeng followed Yingyue in a few steps, and called her to stop, "Yingyue, you can accompany the princess for a while, I will reject the city lord for you."

Yingyue felt that he was a little baffled, so she glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

……

After Feng Qingyan woke up, she rested for several days in a row, because Ye Yunshen was always afraid that she would fall or knock, so she never let her go out, and stayed in the inn all the time.

So, she, who likes to join in the fun, finally couldn't help it anymore. In the morning, when Ye Yunshen had something to go out, she sneaked into the street alone.

The red cloak she was wearing was a bit flamboyant and eye-catching, and the vermilion mark on her forehead was covered with powder. She held a lot of food in her arms, and she bought a lot of pastries and candies on the street. While walking, he ate a bunch of candied haws.

I'm a damn bohemian who loves freedom.

Mmm, it smells so good.

Turning across a street, I saw a group of people walking towards me, all dressed in white filial piety, and many of them wore sackcloth and filial piety.

Some people still held white flags in their hands, and those in front of them reached out and grabbed the yellow paper money in the bamboo basket and threw them into the air.

Behind them, there are people called "Eight Immortals" carrying a heavy coffin.

(End of this chapter)