Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 115 You Feed Me (1)
Outside the gate of King Yao's mansion, cheap laughter rang together in an instant, and the lingering sound lingered around the beam for three days.

In Duanmu Palace, Duanmutian shuddered inexplicably, and at this moment, someone who had never taken his eyes off her from the beginning to the end, suddenly spoke, and said with a little hesitation : "Tiantian, the birthmark on your face, isn't it... the color has become lighter?"

"Ok?"

Duanmu Tian was stunned by Jun Xiuran's sentence "the color of the birthmark has become lighter".

Stretching out her hand to touch the left side of her cheek, she herself was not very clear about the condition of the birthmark on her face. After all, with such a thing on her face, even if she didn't care about her appearance, she would definitely not like things like looking in the mirror, besides The mirrors of this era are bronze mirrors, which are not very clear in the dim light.

So she couldn't answer Jun Xiuran's question, she just said, "Maybe when I get older, it will naturally become lighter."

This should be a normal phenomenon. Birthmarks are also pigmentation. When they were young, the birthmarks were relatively small, and the color became thicker. When they grew up, they dispersed, and the color became lighter.

It should be so.

But when she was having dinner, she inadvertently mentioned this matter, and then my uncle and brother stared at her face for a long time, and said in amazement: "It seems that it has become a little lighter."

She couldn't help being surprised.

It's okay for my uncle, after all, we haven't seen each other for ten years, some changes are normal for him, but my brother has always been together, so I should get used to such changes and not notice them.

Unless the change is sudden, at least it happens within a short period of time.

She stretched out her hand to touch her face, she couldn't help being a little surprised but didn't understand why.

While they were having dinner, the young servant who had been sent out to King Yao's mansion finally came back, and reported his experience truthfully in fear and even with a little crying, hoping that the masters would not be angry and punish him because of this. , or a lighter punishment.

After listening to him carefully, Mr. Chen burst out laughing on the spot, Mr. Jing still smiled but his eyes were gloomy, Duanmu Tian's face turned black, if Jun Xiuran wasn't by his side, maybe she would have just kicked him in the past .

After returning to the room, for the first time, she took the initiative, even impatiently, to get close to the mirror and carefully examine the face reflected in the mirror.

The one on the right is stunningly beautiful like a fairy, while the one on the left is hideous and distorted like a ghost. She stares straight at the half of the ghost, trying hard to distinguish what it is.

But after looking at the half-pay, she felt that the face in the dim bronze mirror was no different from usual.

She couldn't help reaching out and touching her face again. Over the years, she had never touched her face so many times like today.

There were some unharmonious noises from downstairs, like the sound of a bowl being broken, Duanmu Tian, ​​who was looking at himself with interest in front of the mirror, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and turned his head to look outside the room.

Naturally, there was no movement outside the room, the movement was downstairs.

She frowned slightly, then turned around and went downstairs, entering the room where His Highness the Third Highness was.

In the room, Yuan Xiang was kneeling on the ground, shivering and terrified. In front of her, a bowl of rice porridge was smashed on the ground. Further forward, Jun Xiuran was sitting on the bed, and said indifferently: "Get up!" .”

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, he turned his head and saw that it was Duanmu Tian, ​​his eyes lit up immediately, and a smile instantly filled his indifferent and impatient face, so soft that water could condense.

Being looked at by him like this, Duanmu Tian couldn't help but the corners of his mouth froze, he looked down at Yuan Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, and asked, "What happened?"

Yuan Xiang turned around on her knees, and said in a muttered voice: "The servant accidentally knocked over the medicine porridge that the old concubine specially ordered to make for the third highness, please punish the princess!"

Grandma specifically ordered it?
She looked at the rice porridge that fell to the ground, and asked, "Is this the only bowl?"

"There's still a little in the kitchen, I'm afraid it's not enough."

"Go and serve it first, and then cook a new bowl later."

"Yes!"

Yuan Xiang felt relieved, and immediately got up and walked out. Duanmu Tian looked up at Jun Xiuran, and said angrily, "You did it on purpose!"

He chuckled lightly, but shook his head and said, "No, I didn't catch it, so it fell to the ground."

He was honest and did not deny at all that it was not Yuan Xiang's fault.Duanmu Tian looked at him coldly, and said: "If you are not well, just let the servant girl feed you."

"I don't have such a habit, I don't like it." He said softly, with a calm face.

Duanmu Tian looked at him twice more, and at this time, Yuan Xiang brought in the porridge again, and it was indeed only half a bowl.

She hesitated holding the porridge, whether to hand it over to His Highness the Third Highness, but a hand stretched out from the side, she turned her head in surprise, and saw the princess took the bowl with a blank expression, saying: " Let's clean it up first."

"Uh... oh, good!" She was stunned for a while and didn't realize it. After a while, she started to move in a hurry.

Duanmu Tian ignored her, just took the porridge and sat down on the edge of the bed, handed it to Jun Xiuran, and said, "Eat."

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Third Highness didn't do anything at all, but just smiled and looked at her with a little watery and charming look, and said brazenly: "I can't move anymore, you can feed me."

As if there was a "boom", blue veins appeared on Duanmutian's forehead, he stared coldly at someone who had no self-consciousness, and said, "Didn't you say that you have no such habit and don't like people feeding you?"

"Tian Tian is different." He laughed, becoming more and more brazen.

"..." Can she strangle him?

At night, Duanmutian had already fallen into a deep sleep in the boudoir. In the downstairs room, under the light of an oil lamp, he could see Jun Xiuran sleeping extremely unsteadily, with disordered breath, shortness of breath, tangled brows, and pale face. There was still a fine layer of cold sweat covering his forehead, and there seemed to be a black air flashing across his face.

The window suddenly opened, and a figure flashed in from the outside. He came directly to the bed, looked down at Jun Xiuran, a silver light flashed between his fingers, and quickly sank into Jun Xiuran's body with her waving.

Jun Xiuran froze for a moment, then slowly calmed down.

Not long after, he opened his eyes, looked at the person standing in front of the bed and said, "Thank you, old princess."

The person standing in front of his bed was unexpectedly the old concubine of Duanmu Palace.

The oil lamp was dim, so it couldn't shine on the face of the old concubine, and she didn't know what kind of expression she had at the moment, but after hearing what Jun Xiuran said, she snorted coldly and said, "If you keep messing around like this, you don't know how to cherish yourself. Even the old man, I won't be able to save you next time!"

(End of this chapter)