The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 94 Underground Palace (2)

Right, right, I was simply forced by the prince, okay?If you are capable, you can bear the lord's arrogance, if you don't freeze to death, I'll be fine!
After dismissing all the light bulbs, Shen Youlie looked at Feng Qiwu with a cold smile, "Can you still sleep?"

"Do you think there will be times when I won't be able to sleep?" Feng Qiwu dawdly wanted to get under the covers but was unwilling to do it.

Shen Youliehan supported the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, and his whole body moved onto the bed out of thin air. The righteous dove occupied the magpie's nest, and by the way, he pulled Feng Qiwu's quilt twice, "Keep in, you don't sleep well, sleep well." You have to roll down outside in the middle of the night."

"You're restless." Feng Qiwu subconsciously wanted to stretch out his foot to kick him, but when he stretched halfway, he suddenly remembered that his heart had been injured before. Even though he knew that nothing would happen after taking the Huihun Pill, he still Fearing that his old injury would recur, he endured it and did not step.Instead, he pinched the thin flesh around his waist with his hands angrily, and spun it 360 degrees, with a ferocious smile on his face, "I think I don't sleep well, who begged you to come and sleep with me?"

"I don't dislike you, I don't sleep with you, I can't sleep." Shen Youlie undressed coldly, took off his coat and put it on the bedside shelf, and naturally reached out to grab Feng Qiwu's waist.

Feng Qiwu didn't dodge it, but the frequency of twitching at the corner of his mouth was obviously happier, and he stared at him speechlessly, "You are also the majestic Hanjiang King, the most noble prince in Tianhua, you can keep your mouth open, don't be so vulgar okay?"

Shen Youliehan was stunned by her overly serious and obviously disgusting tone, carefully recalled what he said just now, and suddenly laughed: "Slip of the tongue, it's a slip of the tongue, how can there be a simple relationship between us? What about the relationship between sleeping and being slept, but if you want, I think it’s okay for us to sleep for a while, after all, it’s a good exercise to strengthen our relationship, isn’t it?”

The iron-masked man who turned into a foul demon king in a second made Feng Qiwu almost helpless, and glared at him angrily. Feng Qiwu childishly rolled up all the quilts on himself and turned himself into a caterpillar, including his head. They all shrank in so as not to give Shen Youliehan a chance to tease him.

Shen Youliehan pulled the quilt and acted coquettishly, "Cat, it's very cold on this island in the middle of the night, do you have the heart to let me suffer from the cold?"

"I'll just bear it." Feng Qiwu scolded him without hesitation, and knocked his hand pulling the quilt away with his backhand.

Shen Youliehan continued to act like a baby, "I'm still hurt, um, my heart hurts..."

The fragile voice almost instantly awakened Feng Qiwuqiang's self-repressed distress. Even though he knew that he was joking and teasing himself, he still couldn't help the worry in his heart and turned around to give him the quilt. But Li still carried the anger of being teased, "Smother you to death, go to sleep!"

Shen Youliehan's trick succeeded, showing a satisfied smile, taking the opportunity to embrace Feng Qiwu into his arms, wrapping it around his chest, and childishly said, "Okay, let's sleep together."

Feng Qiwu hummed twice, but he didn't reject him after all.

Although she was in a coma for ten days before, it was still a coma after all, not real sleep, even though Feng Qiwu yelled that his bones were going to be soft from sleep, but being held in Shen Youliehan's arms, he soon felt a deep drowsiness, Soon he fell asleep in a daze.

Fortunately, it seems that those ghosts and ghosts who always like to come out to be monsters tonight also have the intention to give Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan a chance to buffer, and they slept peacefully all night. As soon as Wu opened his eyes, he saw a masked face magnified several times in front of his eyes. He blinked his eyes fiercely, and the time of talking started, "You pretended to be a hanged ghost in the early morning to scare someone to death, do you know?" Is my heart fragile?"

"I believe your heart is not that fragile." Shen Youliehan made no secret of his trust in Feng Qiwu in all aspects, cheekily kissed Feng Qiwu's forehead and cheeks, Feng Qiwu put his face away in disgust, "You Dog, lick my face and drool."

"Dong dong dong" the door was knocked, Shen Youliehan pouted aggrievedly, and kissed Feng Qiwu's lips heavily, then turned over and "come in."

At this time, either Han Mo or Han Xue would come in, and Shen Youliehan didn't need to specifically ask the identity of the person who came. Sure enough, when the door opened, it was Han Xue who came in with the toiletries and put the things on the table Only then did he shift his gaze to Feng Qiwu who was lying on the bed and refused to get up, "What's the matter, are you still not feeling well?"

"Is not wanting to get up considered uncomfortable?" Feng Qiwu buried his face in the pillow and moaned, as if he could reject all sounds from the outside world.

Han Xue shook her head helplessly, the uneasiness in her heart dissipated little by little, Feng Qiwu, who can be lazy and playful, no longer needs others to worry about her everywhere, but when she turned around, she saw Shen Youliehan changed his clothes and stood at the table in a refreshed Washing on the sidelines, she was so startled that she took a few steps forward quickly, bent slightly and stared at Shen Youliehan, "My lord, Han Yu said that you still need to cultivate for a while, how come you can move freely so soon?"

"It's nothing serious, why bother to lie on it all day long." Shen Youliehan said casually, rinsing his mouth and washing his face, his movements were quick and elegant, making people feel that watching him move is a kind of visual enjoyment.

Han Xue didn't say anything after hearing the words. After all, if Shen Youliehan really had something to do, Feng Qiwu would not agree with him walking around casually. He straightened up and restored the image of the iceberg guard, "My lord, breakfast is served here Side, or go out to eat?"

"Bring it in." Shen Youliehan said as he changed a basin of water and walked towards Feng Qiwu's bed.

Han Xue went away at the sound, Feng Qiwu took it for granted that he enjoyed Shen Youliehan's clothes, washed his face, rinsed his mouth and then got up, tried to step on the ground with his injured foot, it didn't feel painful, he said a little happily : "It seems that this coma is not all a bad thing now, the perception has become more sensitive, not to mention that the wound on the foot has also healed, which is really good."

"Injured for so long, your body is in good shape, and you should recover." Shen Youlie remembered Feng Qiwu's performance last night, and he didn't reach out to hug her, but just pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, "Come on, there Go, I'll tie your hair for you."

"We are related to this wheelchair. I will make the best use of everything after you finish sitting." Feng Qiwu is different from Shen Youliehan. Shen Youliehan was injured in the heart before, because the injury It's too serious, I've almost recovered after taking the Huanhun Pill.

Feng Qiwu was different. She injured her shoulder and abdomen. Although the medicine she took was carefully selected by Lan Xin and Han Yu, the effect was not as good as Ji Anran's Resurrection Pill. The wound was still tingling, and it was not an easy task for her to sit in the wheelchair by herself.

Eyeballs rolled around, she looked at Shen Youliehan with a smile, "Do you want to see what is going on with my ability?" Her small face was slightly raised, with some hope, and a little child got it Show off baby toys.

Hearing the words, Shen Youliehan's eyes lit up first, then he frowned and asked, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, so it doesn't matter if you use supernatural powers?"

Ability is almost the biggest secret of Feng Qiwu besides returning his soul from a dead body. Shen Youliehan doesn't know about returning his soul from a dead body, so to him, supernatural power is Feng Qiwu's biggest secret, especially for such a weird thing. Whether it's pure curiosity, or because of worries about Feng Qiwu, Shen Youliehan wants to know more about Feng Qiwu's abilities, but all of this is based on the absolute safety of Feng Qiwu, If it endangers Feng Qiwu's safety, then he would rather not know about it.

Feng Qiwu knew what Shen Youliehan was thinking as soon as he turned his head, and he didn't go to comfort him in a serious way, but just raised his small face arrogantly, and said: "Of course it's no problem, if the supernatural ability is with you If your spiritual power is cheating, what kind of supernatural power is it? Let me tell you, supernatural power does not use internal cultivation skills like spiritual power, but spiritual power. Comprehend the essence of the world and use it for me. This is supernatural power can."

"So?" Amused by her arrogant appearance, Shen Youliehan cooperatively threw out the olive branch of the next question.

Feng Qiwu said proudly: "So as long as I don't become a fool and my mind can still think, there won't be any obstacles in the application of my abilities."

Shen Youliehan fell in love with her proud little appearance, stood up and stood in front of Feng Qiwu, bent slightly, made a standard dogleg appearance, squeezed her throat and stretched out a hand to curry favor He said: "Okay, I know you are the most powerful, but my most powerful princess, can you have a breakfast with me first?"

Feng Qiwu was stunned for a moment, but soon understood, put on the airs of His Royal Highness, deliberately put on a very cold look, and handed Shen Youliehan his hand like a noble queen, "Little Hanzi, Get up the table!"

Shen Youliehan continued to pinch his throat to cooperate, "Yes, my princess." Xindao Mao'er is really handy in acting.

The distance from the dressing table to the dining table is only a few dozen steps, and the two of them acted as if the emperor came. Han Xue was standing at the door with the breakfast food box, and it was not right, or not, the prince and the eldest lady Husband and wife are deeply in love, and no one wants to show their affection, so if you go in and disturb them, will you die miserably?

Obviously, God did not intend to give Han Xue a chance to think clearly about the problems in her mind, because before she had time to finish her thoughts, the door had already opened. Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan had already sensed the movement outside, and sat down solemnly. Waiting for dinner at the dining table, Han Mo looked blankly at Han Xue who stayed there, "Aren't you here to deliver breakfast, why are you standing at the door, the breakfast will be cold in a while."

"It can't be cold, so I just took it off the stove." Han Xue replied blankly, and walked in. "The ingredients I carry are limited, and Aunt Lan can't do too many people alone. The prince and miss please Make it right first."

"It doesn't matter, it's good to have something to eat when you go out." Feng Qiwu shook his head not minding, and when his eyes saw the crystal clear small wontons in a small white porcelain bowl, he exclaimed excitedly, "I just said Auntie Lan really made the little ravioli?!"

The surprise in her tone was self-evident, and Han Xue showed a barely visible smile when she heard the words, "It's good that the eldest lady likes it. During the period when you and the prince are in a coma, Aunt Lan can't go out, and she doesn't have to take care of you all the time, so I took the opportunity to try it out. Just now I was worried that you didn't like it, but now Aunt Lan can feel relieved!
"Aunt Lan is so caring!" Feng Qiwu sniffed at the aroma of the small wontons, then raised his head and asked Han Xue, "Where is Aunt Lan, doesn't she eat breakfast by herself?"

Han Xue put away the food box and put it on the table beside her, and said, "The cold wind and rain saw your little wontons, and I'm pestering Aunt Lan to cook a bowl for them right now."

Feng Qiwu scooped up a wonton and stuffed it into his mouth while Han Xue was talking, and unexpectedly tasted the taste of shrimp. He froze for a moment, scooped up another wonton and chewed it carefully, and then looked at Han Xue in shock, "Aunt Lan, what is this?" Where did she find the shrimp meat, how would she handle it?"

If you want to say what Feng Qiwu is dissatisfied with this continent, apart from the relatively low status of women, it is seafood. There are so many fresh and delicious seafood, they eat fish all the time, and they don’t eat any seafood except fish. , Of course, no one will do it. It is conceivable how shocked and pleasantly surprised Feng Qiwu was when he ate shrimp meat from wontons!
Han Xue shook her head blankly, "Aunt Lan had already made the stuffing when I went, and she was just waiting to get it out of the pot. I don't know what kind of stuffing she made."

Shen Youliehan heard that Feng Qiwu's voice was just pleasant surprise, and there was no embarrassment in it, so he said with peace of mind: "Aunt Lan is serious about Lanxin, or when you casually mention it to her, she will remember It is also possible.”

"That's true." Feng Qiwu was stunned, "Aunt Lan is so smart, I only told her how to make small ravioli once, and she actually made it."

His eyes fell on the bowl in front of Shen Youliehan, he was a little puzzled, "Why don't you eat it, don't you like it?"

"No." Shen Youlie shook his head, "Seeing how happy you are eating, forget about it."

"Stupid." Feng Qiwu gave him a one-word evaluation without hesitation, scooped a wonton from his own bowl and handed it to him, "Open your mouth."

Surprise of obvious opinion flashed in Shen Youliehan's eyes, she opened her mouth obediently, Feng Qiwu held up a spoon and handed it to his mouth, seeing Shen Youliehan stretched her neck to eat, a sly smile flashed in her eyes, The hand holding the spoon quickly withdrew in the next second, swallowed the wonton in the spoon in one gulp, shook his head triumphantly and blinked at Shen Youliehan: "Not only stupid, but also stupid."

Shen Youliehan hung her upturned nose helplessly and pamperingly, and said with a smile: "I know you can't bear it."

Han Xue and Han Mo walked out the door quietly, looked at each other, and then Han Mo seemed to be deeply moved, "When will this cold dog food be enough?!"

"It's fine for you to eat dog food as a single dog, but why am I still given dog food if I'm not single?" Han Xue raised her chin and looked up at the ceiling, as if there was the answer she wanted there.

When she returned to her senses, she squinted at Han Mo, "By the way, you ran to the eldest lady's room early in the morning without saying anything, and just watched the two of them show their affection there, and came here to eat dog food?"

Han Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became ugly, "Damn it, I forgot the business!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to walk inside.

Han Xue grabbed him, "Don't go, what is more important than the body of the prince and the eldest lady, you can go and ask that shrimp where you got it, and see if you can find some, the eldest lady seems to be very happy." I like to eat and take things."

"Okay, I got it." Han Xue slid into the kitchen in response, Han Xue thought about it, the eldest lady seemed to enjoy eating the little wontons, how about I try it too?With that in mind, he followed Han Mo into the kitchen.

The kitchen where Lan Xin cooks is probably the small kitchen in the owner's yard of a wealthy family. Although it is quite spacious, it is very chaotic when so many people come in at once. Rows of delicate white porcelain bowls are neatly placed in the On the marble stove, Lan Xin was adding soup to it with a big spoon. Seeing the two people coming in, she laughed and joked: "Today, all of them didn't go to morning exercise and ran to me instead. Didn't everyone in this kitchen be lured out by Qiwu's little ravioli?"

Hearing this, Han Yu stared at the small wontons on the stove that hadn't had time to add soup, and said with a crackling mouth: "Don't talk about it, Aunt Lan, the eldest lady looks carefree. When it comes to food, her Taste is really nothing to say, every time a new trick comes out, it can buy our mouths and stomachs, and I don’t know where she got so many tricks, it’s amazing!"

It was rare for Han Xue not to hate him when he heard the words, but she agreed with him: "It's okay if you don't say it, it's been almost a month since it came out, and I'm craving Fenglaiyige's hot pot and barbecue, as well as pear flower stuffing, although You can also barbecue and drink outside, but it doesn’t always feel like enough.”

"Okay, stop thinking about it, eat, and then think about how to deal with those monsters and ghosts." After adding the soup, Lan Xin put down the big spoon and wiped her hands before going out.

Hanmo and the others have long been accustomed to being assigned the job of serving tea and water after all kinds of troubles when Lan Xin was cooking. The bowl of small wontons went out.

When Han Mo went out, there was already a bowl of small ravioli in front of Lan Xin, which was a bit hot, she just looked at it like that, and didn't eat it, Han Mo sat next to her, "Aunt Lan, Missy seems to like the shrimp in this ravioli very much. Meat, I've never heard of this before, where did you find it?"

Lan Xin was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, then she smiled and said: "I don't have this ability, it's because your young lady is very charming. When she told me that day, she was overheard by a secret guard from Buzhou Mountain. That’s right, when I went out to carry out the mission yesterday, I didn’t know where I picked up a basket, and I managed to deal with it, the hands were all cut by the shrimp skin, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold the sword neatly for a few days.”

Han Mo got the answer, and was about to get up to find Feng Qiwu and Shen Youliehan, but when he turned around and saw the person opposite, he was stunned. Although Shen Youliehan was wearing a mask, Han Mo still felt that he seemed a little uncomfortable. Happy, Feng Qiwu was in a good mood, and happily asked Lan Xin, "Aunt Lan, do you still remember the name of that secret guard?"

(End of this chapter)