Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 575 Jealous
Mingyou took a deep breath, held Feng Qingqian's hand, and said, "Feng Qiqi, I'm so tired, I can't walk anymore." His back, sniffing, "Let's go."

The moonlight was bright and clear, and in the dark night, Feng Qingqian carried Mingyou on his back, and Hanyue followed behind, just like that, the two of them returned to Weiyang Hall together.The people in the Weiyang Palace seemed to have gotten used to it, Ruyi took Hanyue down first to settle down, and Han Huan went to fetch water for the two of them to wash up.

Qinghua's illness came and went, and he didn't see any improvement, but it didn't get worse either.In addition to running to the general's mansion and the palace, she also had to go to the store to take care of her from time to time, so she was much busier than Feng Qingqian now.

Feng Qingqian couldn't find her, so she had to go out of the palace to arrest her by herself.

Mingyou looked at the account book, and Liu Xiaxia came in with a sweet soup, "My lord, this servant has made a sweet soup, you can have a couple of sips and try it."

Nodding his head, he turned over a page of the ledger. Before he could hold the sweet soup, another pair of big palms took it.

"Huh?" Mingyou raised his head and saw Feng Qingqian drank the sweet soup from a silver bowl in one gulp, and put it down with a cold face.

Seeing that it was him, Mingyou didn't speak.It's just that when Liu Xiaxia saw it, she was confused and didn't quite understand.When he wanted to speak, it was obvious that his face was icy, and the coldness in his eyes was comparable to the twelfth lunar month.

Then she was discouraged, and said aggrievedly in a low voice, "This is for our young master." The implication is, how can you drink our young master's sweet soup, she has boiled it for more than an hour.

"She doesn't like sweet soup." Feng Qing glanced at her lightly, and Mingyou had no choice but to speak nonsense and nodded palely, "Well, I don't like sweet soup very much. What's so delicious about sweet soup? Big men don't like these."

Liu Xiaxia was surprised, "But son, yesterday you happily ate two bunches of candied haws."

Mingyou felt a little embarrassed, touched his nose and said, "Yesterday, I had a whim, try something new hehe!" The villain in his heart crazily beat Feng Qiqi, the big villain, and even drank her sweet soup, forcing her to open her eyes To be honest, is there such a husband?

Seeing her say that, a gleam of relief flashed across Feng Qingqian's eyes, it was almost the same.Liu Xiaxia pursed her lips and went out, while secretly looking at Feng Qingqian.

The young master is good-looking, and the friends you know are all prettier than the other. The handsomeness of these seven young masters is chilling and evil, and there seems to be endless magical power in those deep eyes.However, in her opinion, their son is the most beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, like a glacier on the Tianshan Mountains, dazzling and harmless, without the oppressive feeling of eroding and swallowing people.

"In the future, you are not allowed to drink anything that is not given by me." Feng Qingqian sat down, Mingyou was puzzled, "Xia Xia sent it with good intentions, and she is not considered an outsider."

"Hmph, except for me, everyone is not an outsider to you." Feng Qingqian spoke eccentrically, thinking of a woman who even misses him, made her feel even more upset.

Mingyou rolled his eyes, "She's a girl, what else can she think about me?"

"I can't be sure, you didn't see her nympho eyes." Mentioning this Feng Qingqian made her even angrier, how could his woman be spied on by others, not even a woman.

Feng Qingqian pinched her chin, "You are now a woman disguised as a man, look at her hard work, every time she sees you, her eyes are full of peach blossoms, and her eyes are full of spring water."

(End of this chapter)