I am Feng Jun

Chapter 329 329. Ginger Soup
Facing Shen Ci's ridicule, Mu Yuanxi's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly stepped forward with one hand behind his back.

"Your plan is aborted, there will always be someone to make up for it?"

Now this face looks more pleasing to the eye, and it's not so provocative anymore, it will make her subconsciously turn into a tantrum and stop at courtesy, and she won't want to blaspheme easily.

Shen Ci snorted, rolled his eyes, and lifted his sleeves. The clothes that he thought were good just now suddenly became disgusted.

"Is there no other clothes in the East Palace?" Shen Ci looked at Lu Ai.

"Ah?" Lu Ai looked at Mu Yuanxi again, not knowing how to answer.

Mu Yuanxi narrowed his eyes half-closed, "The East Palace is Gu's sleeping palace, and Gu doesn't have any servants, how could he have other men's clothes?"

"Just this one, it's just for this palace banquet."

Want to change?

No!

The corners of Shen Ci's lips twitched slightly.

I believe you, what a ghost, how can such a big Donggong not even have a set of clothes?

But seeing the persistent eyes in Mu Yuanxi's black pupils, he also knew that since he had already put on the clothes, he might not be able to take them off today.

It is impossible for her in the East Palace to be given to him, so is it possible that he has to go back to the Shen Mansion to change it?
That's too much trouble.

And Shen Ci has always hated trouble the most.

So, what else can I do, just make do with it.

Anyway, Shen Ci felt that after this afternoon, the ones set up by others should be almost done. In this palace, the news that should be spread must have been spread.

Her majesty, the wise and mighty empress, should be more clear-headed and withdraw those imperial edicts that have not been made public yet!

"Tsk, it's cheap for you!"

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows and said, showing arrogance.

Seeing that he was no longer obsessed with changing clothes, the corners of Mu Yuanxi's lips raised slightly, feeling pity for his arrogant appearance, brought over the ginger soup that had been boiled, and handed it to Shen Ci.

Shen Ci frowned when he saw the color of the traditional Chinese medicine, if he wanted to drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold before taking a bath.

Shen Ci really didn't want to drink after relaxing in that big bathtub.

He even finds the cola ginger soup unpalatable, let alone the pure ginger soup.

"Take it away, I don't want to drink it!"

Shen Ci has never been willing to wrong himself since he was a child, so he has a good reputation and can't do well.

In those four years, all kinds of forbearance were done for the sake of revenge.

But after the big revenge was avenged, he would not wrong himself even more.

Get what you want, don't force it to him if you don't want it.

So at this moment, if Shen Ci said he regretted it, he would regret it, and if he didn't want to drink, he would directly refuse.

"You said it yourself just now, I'll prepare ginger soup for you."

Mu Yuanxi frowned and said.

Shen Ci raised his chin slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and started to do it again.

"That was just now, I don't want to drink now."

Master is disobedient, just like this, what can you do?

Mu Yuanxi rolled his eyes, and without forcing it, he put down the warm ginger soup and said lightly.

"You just fell into the water and caught the cold. If you don't get rid of the cold, you may not be able to enjoy the drunken green shirt."

"Hmm?" Shen Ci half-closed his eyes, looked at the calm Mu Yuanxi, and gritted his teeth, "Are you threatening me?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two gradually became tense, Lu Ai nervously tried to smooth things over behind Shen Ci.

"Feng Shaojun, Your Highness didn't mean that. His Highness is also for your own good. Ginger soup drives away the cold, and you are weak. If you catch a cold, wouldn't it be against the wishes of those villains?"

Shen Ci, who was being threatened, had no place to vent his anger. When Lu Ai made a sound, Shen Ci glanced back at her, cold and stagnant.

"You are so talented, you, my lord, are very good!"

Facing the other side, the smile on the corner of Mu Yuanxi's lips flickered, knowing Shen Ci's temper, she knew that being tough would not work for him.

So just now, I just asked him to spread some anger. I thought I would bear it myself, but I didn't expect it to be robbed by Lu Ai.

Lu Ai's momentum immediately weakened, and he took two steps back. Seeing this, Mu Yuanxi directly ordered, "Go down first."

Lu Ai responded weakly, and retired after saluting. After walking out of the hall, he closed the door. In the huge hall, only Mu Yuanxi and Shen Ci were left.

There was a helpless smile on Mu Yuanxi's lips, and he pulled Shen Ci'an to sit on the high position that originally belonged to her alone, holding the bowl of ginger soup in his hand, coaxing softly.

"Be good, now the time has come, after you drink it, we will go to the palace banquet, how about it?"

Shen Ci, who was pressed in the chair, heard Mu Yuanxi's coaxing tone, and glanced at her with her phoenix eyes, her expression arrogant.

Mu Yuanxi took a spoonful and brought it to his mouth, with a gentle voice, "Open your mouth."

Under the boundless doting gaze in those eyes, Shen Ci, who wanted to turn his head to avoid it, opened his mouth uncontrollably.

In just one breath, the strong taste swept through the entire mouth, making him break away from the tenderness instantly, and choked on it.

"Damn it!"

Inexplicably unable to control himself, Shen Ci was a little annoyed and couldn't help cursing.

Then he looked at the nervous Mu Yuanxi, and handed a spoonful of ginger soup to his mouth.

Shen Ci's eyes were slightly condensed, and after a few flashes, he simply grabbed the porcelain bowl in Mu Yuanxi's hand with his right hand, stared at the reddish-brown ginger soup with an indescribable expression, and then drank it down in one gulp.

Shen Ci's Adam's apple, who was drinking the soup with his head up, rolled back and forth, and a few drops of soup overflowed from the corners of his lips. Mu Yuanxi stroked it with his fingers to wipe away the overflowing soup.

The moment the fingertips touched Shen Ci's skin, it was obvious that the rolling Adam's apple froze for a moment.

Shen Ci just took the last sip, and took the bowl away from his mouth, his eyes were fixed on Mu Yuanxi, and his right hand threw the bowl on the table in front of him with a certain air, making a crisp sound.

At the same time, he opened Mu Yuanxi's hand again, stood up and walked to the window, opened the window and looked out, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He was thinking, just now, he seemed a little abnormal?

He, who has always been soft and tough, can't bear Mu Yuanxi's tenderness?

what!Damn it!

Shen Ci held his forehead slightly, feeling that the situation was out of his control.

Where did that damn emotion come from?
Original owner?Not like it?

It was completely different from the feeling when facing Shen Yinchu last time.

That time was the feeling of being completely dominated by the resentment of the original owner.

But this time, what he felt was completely his own unspeakable emotions, that kind of throbbing with a hint of familiar emotion, which made him inexplicably irritable.

Shen Ci, who was standing by the window thinking deeply, didn't notice that Mu Yuanxi who was behind him also came up with him, and the girl in fancy clothes embraced the person standing in front of the window from behind.

The person in his arms froze slightly, as if he wanted to break free, but he was nostalgic at the same time. That kind of tangled emotion spread across Shen Ci's brows. Mu Yuanxi behind him couldn't see it, but could feel it.

She leaned over slowly, clinging to his ear, her voice piercing, "Stop struggling, isn't it good to follow your own heart?"

He obviously couldn't refuse her, so why did he still fight against his own heart?
"Struggling?" The person in his arms didn't move, but his brows and eyes gradually faded away, replaced by the familiar loneliness.

"Grandpa always does things according to his heart."

There was a mocking smile on Shen Ci's lips, his voice was evil, and his eyes were cast back.

"So, Your Highness Xi, why do you think the Lord can't refuse you?"

"But drinking a bowl of ginger soup gave you such a big illusion?"

(End of this chapter)