Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 153
I have to say that Mr. Chen has prepared very well. He just wants to come to Lingyun Mountain to eat, drink and have fun for three days. Praying for blessings is just a small episode outside his plan. If he is in a good mood, he will go to worship Bodhisattva, if he is in a bad mood, he might not even enter the temple hall of Lingyun Temple.

The sound of worshiping Buddha came here from Lingyun Temple far away, but the three people here were bickering, arguing and pinching each other to watch the scenery, and they also had barbecue, drinking, picking peaches and eating green plums.

"It's so boring!" Feng Lou opened his mouth and took a bite of the peach in his hand. A beauty is a beauty, and it's so pleasing to the eyes when he devours it like this.He ate a peach in three bites, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "If you can really get God's help by praying to the Buddha, wouldn't this world be even more chaotic? The Buddha is also too busy."

Mr. Chen immediately sneered at the side, and said: "If there is a Buddha and a god, I must destroy you, a dead monster, first!"

Fenglou squinted his eyes coldly, pulled the corners of his mouth and said in a strange tone: "Boy Chen, why are you becoming more and more mean? Your skin is itchy, isn't it?"

"It's a joke! Is this son still afraid of you, a dead shemale?"

Duanmu Tian bit the peach and looked at the two people dumbly, he turned over the grilled meat on the fire, and said calmly: "This way of eating is easy to cause diarrhea."

"Eh?" Feng Lou's expression froze immediately, he glanced at her faintly, and said, "Princess, you are the daughter of the dignified Duanmu Palace, how can you say such vulgar words? Even if you want to say it, you have to finish eating Let's talk about it later."

Duanmu tian glanced at him indifferently and remained silent.

In the middle of the meal, there was another rustling sound, and all the three people present turned their heads to look in that direction, only to see the branches and leaves swaying slightly, and a figure looming in the peach grove, walking towards them come closer.

Fenglou couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little displeased with being disturbed.

Finally, that person was completely exposed in front of their eyes. She was wearing a dark blue narrow-sleeved brocade skirt, but the skirt was lifted high and tucked into the belt, revealing the white silk trousers and dark blue short boots inside. With a slanted bun, jingling rings, coupled with a graceful figure, she has a bright and charming face with a bit of arrogance.

Isn't this person Rong Qinjing, the eldest lady of Mingrong County Prince's Mansion?
When she saw Duanmuchen and Duanmutian, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then a big smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she squeezed to sit next to Duanmutian and said, "It turns out that you are here I ate the barbecue secretly, and I could smell the aroma from a mile away. Bring me some, I’m about to starve to death!”

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the meat skewers that were still grilling on the fire, and stuffed them into his mouth without fear of burning them.

Duanmu Tian looked at her in astonishment, and said, "You haven't left the capital yet?"

She immediately flew over with a glance, and asked back: "Have you heard the news that we left Beijing?"

"That's not true, but didn't you hear that you were leaving after the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet?"

"It's only a few days after the empress dowager's birthday? It's okay to stay a few more days! Besides, with the great victory in northern Xinjiang, your father believes that he will return to Beijing in triumph soon. My father wants to take this opportunity to meet with your father. Reminiscing about the past, the emperor also allowed it... Well, this meat is so delicious, I haven’t even had breakfast today, I heard that on the day of praying, I can only drink water and porridge, and I can’t eat other things. Don't you want Miss Ben's life? Hey, it doesn't matter if you secretly barbecue here, right?"

"As long as you don't let others know, it doesn't matter."

"That's good. Don't worry, if someone finds out and wants to harm us, I will be responsible for silence."

"..."

Miss, you are so familiar with yourself, you have grouped us together so quickly.

At this moment in Lingyun Temple, the blessing ceremony has come to an end, and Jun Xiuran and other brothers are following behind the father, carrying out the final steps.

In the gap between turning around, his eyes quickly swept across the surrounding crowd, and then fell straight to the back mountain of Lingyun Temple.

Finally, it's almost over, I don't know if Tiantian is having fun at this moment.

The sound of worshiping Buddha in the distance has subsided, it should be the end of the blessing, but here in the depths of the peach forest, four people are still sitting around eating, drinking and having fun.

Miss Rong's temper is still very good. Although by the standards of this era, she is not good enough for everyone, elegant enough, gentle enough, but in Duanmutian's view, she is so straightforward that she is a bit reckless and flamboyant. It's a bit arrogant, arrogant to a bit arrogant, which is even more likable.

Feng Lou also seemed to like the young lady of Mingrong County Prince's Mansion very much. Apart from being a little worried at the beginning, she quickly melted together with the young lady's teeth and claws.

"Hey, this is mine!" Rong Qinjing watched helplessly that the skewer of barbecued meat she had been staring at for a long time was picked up by Fenglou casually, and was about to reach out to grab it in a hurry.

Feng Lou turned sideways, and the meat skewers fell into his mouth. Feng Moufei cast a slanting glance at her, and said, "Is this the fire you built, or the dry wood you picked up, or the game or even meat you hunted?" You made the skewers by hand? You didn’t do anything and just sat here to enjoy the success, but you still want to come and snatch it from me without knowing what to do? Why is the eldest lady of Mingrong County Prince’s Mansion so thick-skinned? "

The corners of Rong Qinjing's mouth twitched and her expression became stiff. She really didn't do anything, but so what?
"Miss Ben is willing to eat your food, it's for your face."

"Hey, I'm so flattered, I almost can't even eat meat! In order to eat more deliciously and relax, I will trouble you to go to the side and set up a barbecue by yourself."

The eldest lady snorted immediately, grabbed another skewer and gnawed on it, and muttered, "I want to go to you! Miss Ben is here."

She, Miss Rong Qinjing, came to stretch out her hands to eat and open her mouth. How could she do this kind of work?But don't let the meat not be roasted, but set the back mountain of Lingyun Temple on fire!
Fenglou settled a series of conversations in twos and threes, and said in a low voice: "Do you understand what comes first? Go, go, don't get in the way of the manager here."

Mr. Chen immediately answered the words in a strange way, and said, "You also know that you come first, you come first? Then why don't you go to the side and find another place by yourself?"

"Boy Chen, you will die if you don't fight against me for a day?"

"Feng Xianyao, it's clear that you came to oppose me first, you are the one who will die!"

Duanmutian lowered his head and gnawed at the peaches, then reached out and turned over the meat skewers, ignoring the two guys who seemed to be fighting again.Rong Qinjing, on the other hand, opened her eyes wide and watched with relish, and from time to time let out a soft laugh of "Hang Chi Han Chi".

(End of this chapter)