Only love ghost doctor poison concubine

Chapter 35
However, her words were full of teasing, even Wenshu could tell something was wrong, let alone the person who was 'teased'.

The guards tried their best to keep their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, their noses and their hearts, but they couldn't help but look at Fengli when they heard Yuan Chuhan's words, thinking that Fengli would change his face.

However, Feng Li didn't even raise his eyes, he directly picked up a small glutinous rice dumpling and shot it, hitting Yuan Chuhan's forehead accurately.

"Ah!" Being beaten, Yuan Chuhan raised his hand to cover his forehead.This is the second time he hit her, the last time it was copper coins, this time it was glutinous rice dumpling, he would use whatever was around him.If he has a knife next time, will he have to take it?

Wen Shu's eyes widened, his heart hung up again, and he stared at Feng Li, wondering if the prince was angry.

"It's fine if your lord doesn't like compliments, I won't talk about it in the future." Looking at him like that, Yuan Chuhan felt that he was not angry.However, what is the meaning of beating her?I don't understand.

Feng Li ignored it, holding the jade chopsticks in his hand to pick up the vegetables, and it seemed that he had put everything he thought was good on the plate. When Yuan Chuhan was talking, he had already picked up a bunch.

Seeing him ignoring himself, Yuan Chuhan bit his chopsticks and looked at the dishes on the table, calculating which dish to eat first.

Suddenly, a plate full of dishes was handed over from the opposite side and placed in front of her.

Looking over, Yuan Chuhan's eyes were full of doubts, what did he mean?

"Eat." Giving her a slight glance, Feng Li said a simple word, which sounded more like an order.

Yuan Chuhan frowned slightly, picked up the dishes on the plate to eat, and then stared at Fengli, but he didn't move his chopsticks again. It seemed that the dishes on the table were only ordered for her alone.

The dishes are delicious, and from Yuan Chuhan's point of view, the cooks in the Manyue Tower are definitely no worse than those in the palace, not much different from the imperial banquet sent by the little emperor.

Feng Li sat opposite, motionless, his eyes were focused on one place, his face was expressionless, no one knew what he was thinking.

But after a while, the private room door was knocked again, and Xiao Er walked in, holding a bowl of noodles on the tray.

It was placed directly in front of Yuan Chuhan, but I thought it was for her to eat.

The noodles are quite good, I don't know what kind of soup it is, it is very fragrant.

After taking a look at Fengli, Yuan Chuhan started to eat noodles, it was really delicious.

Cheeks were bulging, Yuan Chuhan didn't forget to look up at the person opposite, but he didn't want Feng Li to start staring at her at some point, that gaze made people have to ignore it.

Yuan Chuhan almost choked, stretched his neck to swallow the food in his mouth, looked at Fengli, and asked uncertainly, "You want to eat too?" She had already eaten half a bowl of noodles.

"Eat yours, eat up." Feng Li raised his eyebrows slightly, maybe he didn't expect her to be so 'generous'.

Curling his lips uncontrollably, Yuan Chuhan withdrew his gaze and continued to eat, his cheeks still bulging.Feng Li stared at her bulging face without blinking, like a piggy!
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the window, although the window was closed, it could still be heard clearly.

Yuan Chuhan stopped eating, and then wanted to open the window to watch the fun.

When she reached the window lattice, she remembered the person opposite, turned her head and looked over, and Feng Li was also staring at her.He didn't have to say anything at all, those eyes said it all, no windows allowed.

"It seems to be arguing, let me see." Slightly flattering, Yuan Chuhan really wanted to see it.

Fengli remained silent, and the obvious answer was no.

"Just let me take a look. Your lord looks good, and he must be very broad-minded. Let me take a look?" She violated her conscience and started to flatter him. He immediately lay on the ground like a dead pig.

Maybe Yuan Chuhan's flattery really worked, Feng Li stared at her for a few seconds and then turned away.

Yuan Chuhan immediately stretched out his hand and pushed open the window, got up and lay down on the window sill to look downstairs.

On the street, people passing by formed a circle, watching the two surrounded people quarreling.

The quarrel was between two wandering street vendors, one young and one old.

The old man's cart had fallen over, and the beans on the cart were scattered all over the ground.The young man's cart is on top of the old man's cart. His cart is full of live fish, and four large wooden barrels are firmly tied to the cart.

The young man's cursing by jumping feet was extremely ugly.The old man was so angry that his body trembled and he seemed unable to stand up.

There is someone who persuades the fight next to him, asking the young man not to go too far and bully others because of his youth.

As soon as someone intervened, the young man scolded even more vigorously, rolling up his sleeves as if to fight.

Yuan Chuhan frowned, she hated bullies the most.

"I owe you a beating, you're too much of a bully." Lying on the window sill, Yuan Chuhan's upper body was almost poking out.

Feng Li glanced at her, then looked at the guards.The guard got the order and stepped out of the private room.

However, at this moment, the old man suddenly fell to the ground, which made all the spectators scream.

"Oh, that old man passed out from anger." Yuan Chuhan jumped down from the window, looked at Fengli, "I want to go downstairs."

Feng Li looked at her, all her expressions entered his eyes, she wanted to go down and save the old man.

"Go." With two words, Feng Li agreed.

Yuan Chuhan immediately ran out, Wenshu followed closely behind.The rest of the guards accompanied him, and Fengli was the only one left in the blink of an eye.

Standing up, pushing open the window beside her, Feng Li looked downstairs.

Yuan Chuhan quickly ran out of the restaurant and rushed towards the crowd.

The guard opened the way, and she broke in easily.

The old man lay motionless on the ground, and beside him, someone was pinching someone, someone was testing his pulse.

"There is no pulse, he is dead." The person who felt the pulse suddenly announced.

The people watching around screamed again, and several people surrounded the young man who was trying to escape.

"Get out of the way." Walking over, Yuan Chuhan pushed those people away, grabbed the old man's hand to test his pulse.

The person who tested the old man's pulse just now stared at Yuan Chuhan and shook his head, "It's hopeless." Breathing, pulse, all gone.

Yuan Chuhan glanced at him, then took out the scroll from his arms, and Wenshu reached out to take it and quickly unfolded it.

He took three silver needles and quickly punched acupuncture points through the clothes. The last needle stuck in the middle of the old man's body, and the old man breathed instantly.

The people watching all around exclaimed, and the person who had just checked his pulse was also very surprised.

"He's just a corpse, if you inject a silver needle into his sun, Shaoyang, and Yangming acupoints, he can be revived." Taking the needle, Yuan Chuhan said.

The crowd of onlookers whispered to each other as if they had suddenly realized something. In the nearby restaurant, a line of sight was always watching her.

She said that she loves medicine and wants to cure diseases and save lives, which is true.In the face of these things, she has a different kind of enthusiasm.

(End of this chapter)