Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1412
With a twig, Mingyou looked like a proud queen, "What kind of master is looking for a slave who works hard?"

After finishing off the assassins, Feng Qingqian wiped the sword clean, and asked cautiously, "What are you doing here again?"

Xingmou glanced at him, "I'm not here to look for you, there's no need to tell you."

"." Feng Qing glanced at him lightly, "Get out!" It's even more impossible to find his woman.Mingyou smiled apologetically at Xingmou, "I was tired just now, thank you. Xingmou is grateful to you for saving me many times."

Xingmou took out the things in his arms and gave them to her, "No, for me, you don't need to say thank you!"

Mingyou opened it, and it was a chubby roasted sweet potato, still smelling sweet.Xingmou explained, "I saw this for sale when I went out. It's in good condition. I thought you would like it, so I bought it for you."

After explaining, he jumped on the roof and turned away.

Feng Qing watched lightly, his eyes darkened.Reluctant to take it out on her, he had no choice but to kick the assassin lying next to him hard.The assassin suffered so much force that a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Who did he provoke?
Mingyou watched, frowned and said, "Don't kick him to death."

"Don't worry, I can't die." Feng Qingqian dragged the assassin down like a dead dog. The assassin bumped all the way in the courtyard, and on the steps, knocked his head on the steps, and finally passed out.

When he came back, Mingyou had already washed up, his hair was almost dry, and he was lying on the soft couch rolling around.

Feng Qing looked at her shallowly, frowned, "Sit up."

Mingyou was confused, didn't know why he said that, but sat up obediently.With his temperament of a big vinegar vat, he might be so eccentric, she'd better not offend him.

She sat up, Feng Qingqian picked up a handkerchief and continued to gently wipe her blue hair.

It turned out that he wanted to wipe her hair, not to be angry.As a result, Mingyou became bolder again.

"You don't need to wipe it, there is no dripping water, it will dry in a while, my hair dries quickly."

Feng Qingqian didn't stop, and continued to move his hands, saying, "Don't be lazy, your hair must be dried, otherwise the moisture will enter the brain, and you will easily become an idiot!"

Mingyou thought he was going to say that if the moisture got into his head, he would easily get a headache.result.
Xingmou bathed her sweet potatoes and it became cold, so the green grass warmed her up again. When she brought them in, she saw Feng Qingqian brushing her hair, so she didn't dare to speak, and went out with her head down.

Seeing the sweet potatoes on the table, Mingyou was not in the mood to wipe his hair anymore, so he urged, "Hurry up, it's done, it's done."

Keeping her eyes fixed on the things on the table, Feng Qingqian glanced at her, and knew that the glutton in her stomach had risen.But before she could speak, he threw the veil away and went over to eat the peeled roasted sweet potato by himself.

Not daring to offend him, Mingyou could only stare longingly.After looking at it for a long time, he whispered, "It's delicious!"

After Feng Qingqian finished eating, she nodded seriously, "It's not bad, it's sweet and delicious, and it's extremely soft, just like your lips."

Mingyou didn't know what was wrong with his lips, but when he smelled the roasted sweet potato and saw it was orange-red and juicy, he could think that it was three points sweeter than honey.It's just that Feng Qingqian didn't answer on purpose, but commented only after he finished eating.

Let her original plan fall through.If Feng Qingqian had said it was delicious, she would have said it was bragging, I don't believe it.

(End of this chapter)