The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 257 Who Allowed You to Go
Gu Shiyin looked at the complicated and affectionate eyes in her eyes, and felt stunned.

Afterwards, he held back his curiosity to ask, turned his head to one side, and leaned lazily against the wall of the carriage.

Seeing this, Feng Xihe also remained silent.

She silently sat beside him, but kept a certain distance, not daring to get too close to him.

She hasn't figured out the way ahead yet.

However, she was afraid that once he got angry, he would never talk to her again.

The two of them remained silent all the way, Feng Xihe always glanced over secretly, Gu Shiyin only occasionally glanced over, and then looked back indifferently.

After a while, maybe the horse's hoof tripped over a stone, the carriage body shook and began to bump.

Seeing Feng Xihe falling to the side, Gu Shiyin stretched out his hand involuntarily, and gave her a pull.

Feng Xihe's hands were slightly stiff, and after the carriage swayed, Gu Shiyin's body was suddenly thrown towards her, until he fell on top of her, making her breathless.

"Your injury..." After the carriage returned to calm, Feng Xihe glanced worriedly at the wound on Gu Shiyin's left chest.

Seeing that his bandages were unraveled again, and blood was gushing from the wound, she immediately helped him up, intending to bandage him again.

Gu Shiyin brushed her hand away, and said indifferently, "This king will handle it himself."

As he said that, he let the bandage continue to spread, regardless of the trickle of blood gushing out.

Feng Xihe bit his lower lip, feeling unspeakably bitter in his heart, raised his hand and put it down again and again.

Probably he was so disappointed in her that he didn't want to see her again.

Therefore, in order not to affect Gu Shiyin's healing, after arriving at the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion, Feng Xihe quickly jumped off the carriage, asked Gu Zhun to help Gu Shiyin back to his room, and asked Miracle Doctor Hua to treat his wound again.

Feng Xihe went to make medicine for him in person, but she only delivered it to Gu Shiyin's door and let Gu Fan bring it in.

After that, she inquired with Gu Fan what Gu Shiyin likes most in daily life, learned how to cook from the cooks in the palace, and cooked for him herself.

It was like this for several days.

Gu Shiyin was recuperating in the room. He frowned when he saw the various dishes on the table.

Gu Fan told him that Feng Xihe did all these for him, and Gu Shiyin's eyebrows were filled with joy.

His eyes stayed on a plate of emerald cabbage, and after he took a bite, he found that it was unexpectedly refreshing and delicious.

Considering his injuries, the few dishes Feng Xihe cooked were all bland, but they made him unable to put down his chopsticks anymore.

Gu Shiyin seemed to have an appetite, and moved another cup of sweet glutinous rice soup. The glutinous rice grains were crystal clear and plump, thickened with lotus root flour, and the taste was sweet but not greasy.

"What's this called?" Gu Shiyin seemed to be more and more confused, thinking to himself, he had never seen that girl cook before, and he never thought that he would be able to taste her cooking in his lifetime.

Gu Fan lowered his eyes, and replied: "The princess said, this is called Yi Farewell."

Gu Shiyin was slightly startled, and slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks.

He walked to the window and opened the carved window calmly. From his position, he could just see Feng Xihe sitting under a pear tree, holding a fiery red robe and embroidering earnestly.

Snow-white petals fell one after another and sprinkled on Feng Xihe's shoulders. She seemed to be absorbed in studying the patterns of her robes, and didn't notice that anyone was looking at her.

Gu Shiyin's eyes seemed to be full of spring, and a smile spread from the corner of his eyes.

"She has been like this for the past few days?"

Gu Fan nodded, "Even at night, the concubine Wang always comes over and stays outside."

After Gu Shiyin listened, he gave a faint "hmm" and asked Gu Fan to close the window again.

Feng Xihe is still practicing embroidery work hard, feeling in his heart that it is not easy for this woman to be married, not only to cook and raise children, but also to sew clothes.

In the past, Gu Shiyin never asked her to do this, so she didn't pay much attention.

If she had known that such a day would come, she would have needed to study hard and work harder since she was a child.

She remembered how Feng Qingyue used to embroider, carefully outlining the dark lines on the edge with every stitch, with all her heart.

Unknowingly, it was already night, Feng Xihe picked up the finished robe, shook it, and looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

But looking at it, her heart was filled with inexplicable sadness.

Back then, it was only because of a joke from her that she was worried that he would not be found and suggested that he wear red clothes. In the end, he really did.

He wore it for many years, but she still didn't recognize him in time.

At this time, Gu Fan opened the door and walked out of Gu Shiyin's room with Gu Zhun.

Hearing the sound, Feng Xihe hurried over, handed the robe to Gu Fan, and begged, "Miss Gu Fan, please help me deliver some more clothes to the prince."

Gu Fan looked down at the robe Feng Xihe made, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "The prince has already rested, you send it in, I send it in, it's no different."

Feng Xihe hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, she was still feeling timid.

Gu Zhun turned his sneaky eyes around the robe, stretched out his hand, felt the slippery touch of the satin, and sighed, "Princess Wangfei, your needlework is good. If you don't want to go in and give it to the prince, you might as well use it as a subordinate." chant."

"It's so late at night, what a dream!" Gu Fan hit him on the head, and then he followed Gu Fan away in despair, muttering in his mouth, "Why don't you see how you embroider your own clothes? If you can, you Make one like this for your Sixteen too..."

Listening to their bickering, Feng Xihe hesitated at the door for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to push the door quietly and go in.

Gu Shiyin had always disliked being served by a maidservant, so now, there was no one else in his room except himself.

Feng Xihe tiptoed in with her robe in her arms. She quietly put the robe on the table and wanted to leave.

However, she couldn't help but look into the silk curtain, she hadn't seen him for a few days, and she didn't know how he was recovering.

So, Feng Xihe crouched in front of the couch uncontrollably, resting his chin on one hand, staring at the man who seemed to have fallen asleep.

A South China Sea night pearl on the top of the tent is emitting a faint light, and his handsome face is faintly visible.

Feng Xihe has also thought about it in the past few days. If he blames her and doesn't want to see her again, she won't have any complaints.

As soon as his injury healed, she would leave on her own.

Perhaps it was because of his injury, Gu Shiyin didn't seem to notice that there was anyone around him, and fell asleep peacefully.

Even with all kinds of emotions, Feng Xihe didn't say a word, she didn't want to disturb him.

She was like this, watching him for a long time, as if she wanted to make up for what she had missed all these years, but she couldn't get enough of it.

It wasn't until sleepiness came to mind that Feng Xihe stumbled up and wanted to walk to the door.

However, before she could take a few steps, someone grabbed her waist and accidentally fell onto the couch.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met a pair of eyes like a deep pool. Feng Xihe was startled and wanted to push him away.

"Who allowed you to go?" Gu Shiyin's figure suddenly enveloped her.

He stared into her eyes for a moment, and Feng Xihe's sultry voice brushed against Feng Xihe's ears, "Why haven't you stepped into my king's room for a few days?"

Feng Xihe's throat was choked, and he said in a trembling voice, "I'm afraid I'll annoy you if I get too close, and I'm afraid you don't want me."

Gu Shiyin's eyes dimmed, and then he curled his lips and said with a chuckle: "Before this, I really plan to not want you."

Feng Xihe's heart was suffocated, and she felt a little flustered, but saw that his lips were already gently touching her forehead.

She only heard Gu Shiyin's deep voice resounding in her ears, "But since you came to the door yourself again, this king has changed his mind."

"From tomorrow on, I can only be taken care of by you alone, do you understand?"

For her, he still couldn't really be cruel.

Feng Xihe's thoughts froze, and a moving teardrop fell from his eyes.

However, after a while, she felt Gu Shiyin's restless hand lifting her skirt, and said hurriedly and coquettishly, "Hey, your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move around."

Gu Shiyin was extremely aggrieved, "Don't push your hands around, or you will touch my wound. If you don't do it well, you will become a widow."

Feng Xihe: "..."

The short night passed quietly, the rooster crowed, and the dawn sun did not pass through the clouds.

Feng Xi got up earlier than the chickens. When the servants of the palace were still asleep, she had already come to the kitchen, pulled out an old hen from the cage, and took a kitchen knife to kill it. Stew chicken stock.

However, she didn't have any experience in slaughtering chickens. As soon as the old hen came out of the cage, she jumped up and down happily, shaking off Feng Xihe's chicken feathers, and the chicken paws also messed up her bun.

Feng Xihe reached out and waved the chicken feathers in front of his eyes, feeling furious in his heart.

So, early in the morning, the kitchen was very lively.

After a lot of effort, Feng Xihe finally managed to stew a bowl of chicken soup, and squatted in the room happily.

Gu Shiyin lazily opened her twinkling phoenix eyes, looked at her figure, and thought to herself, it's good to be injured, this daughter-in-law took care of him with all her heart and soul, and she was obedient to him, never before treated.

he likes.

If so, he might as well get hurt every day.

But, the next moment, he didn't think so.

Feng Xihe put the chicken soup on the table, thinking that because of his unruly behavior last night, the wound that was almost healed was opened again, and he was very annoyed.

She solemnly announced: "My lord, from today onwards, I will come to watch you every day to cooperate with Doctor Hua's examination, and then watch you drink the medicine. But at night, I will go to another room."

Gu Shiyin didn't take her words to heart at all, but raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "You mean, I want you to come and seduce me every day, but I can't sleep with you?"

The corner of Feng Xihe's mouth twitched, he was injured so badly, what else was on his mind.

She was thinking about whether to let Gu Zhun take care of him at night, but Gu Zhun was a big man with a rough heart.

"My lord, why don't I choose a few maidservants to take care of you at night?" After a while, Feng Xihe blinked his clear eyes.

Gu Shiyin was finally satisfied, he nodded slightly, and said casually: "Okay, but remember to choose a more handsome maid."

(End of this chapter)