The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 90
The kitchen quickly brought out garlic-flavored sticky rice chicken balls. King Rong picked one up and put it on the plate in front of Aunt Yue, but he urged with a smile, "Hurry up, I haven't eaten it for a long time, and the king is too late now." gone."

Aunt Yue was embarrassed by King Rong's urging, her face was flushed, but her two skillful hands were flying up and down with extraordinary dexterity, and quickly peeled off a whole chicken ball neatly, and then sent the glutinous rice on the plate to In front of King Rong.

Gradually, Yuxin Yujie also understood, pursing her lips and snickering along with Sister Lan.

At the dinner table, King Rong ate with big mouthfuls, and within a short while he ate up the entire plate of glutinous rice and chicken balls, leaving only the naked chicken balls piled up ridiculously on the porcelain plate in front of Aunt Yue.

During the whole meal, Aunt Yue was busy shaving off the chicken balls, and hardly ate anything, but her bright red lips always kept a slightly upturned arc.

During the whole meal, Aunt Yue hardly said anything to King Rong, but King Rong was in a good mood and ate three bowls in a row.

After dinner, there was Yuxin Yujie who was waiting for her to wash her hands, rinse her mouth, bring tea and water, and was very busy clearing the table.

King Rong was sitting on a mahogany inlaid marble armchair, and with a slight smile, he told Nie Zhaoyang some interesting stories about his expedition to the battlefield.

Seeing that Nie Zhaoyang was engrossed in listening, he couldn't help but think of how Nie Ziqiong and his sister were so dispirited when they heard their past stories. King Rong raised his hand to caress his beautiful beard, and said with emotion, "If Zhaoyang is a man , when Daddy imparts all his skills to you, he must be a good man galloping on the battlefield, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Hearing King Rong's regretful emotion, Nie Zhaoyang, who was fascinated by it, pouted dissatisfiedly, and argued softly, "It's true that a man's body is good, but a daughter's body is not bad either. Zhaoyang was already a child when he was young. Twisting the embroidery needle with one hand, while listening to my mother recount father's heroic deeds one by one like a few treasures. If I really want to say it, Zhaoyang has admired and admired father for a long time, and has been in love with him for a long time."

"Hahaha……"

One word, not only swept away King Rong's regret and sadness, but even Aunt Yue and Nurse Lan, who were sitting on the side holding the embroidered frame, couldn't help but chuckle.

In Luoyingzhai, the room is full of joy and warmth.

Amidst the cheers, Nie Zhaoyang raised his hand to cover his lips, and yawned softly.

"Is Zhaoyang sleepy?" Seeing Nie Zhaoyang's appearance, King Rong stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Nie Zhaoyang's nose, and said in a warm voice, "Yes, I was tired all day today and was frightened in the martial arts field, so I should rest early. "

"En." Nie Zhaoyang nodded, rubbing his eyes and stood up from the imperial concubine's couch.

"Send Missy back to her room." King Rong ordered.

"Yes." Yuxin Yujie stepped forward from left to right, and helped Nie Zhaoyang out.

As soon as he walked out of the main room, Nie Zhaoyang, who had been covering his lips and yawning repeatedly, broke away from Yuxin Yujie's support.

"Miss, be careful!" Yu Xin hurriedly chased after her, trying to help Nie Zhaoyang up again.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Nie Zhaoyang turned his head and glanced at the shadowy figure in the bead curtain of the main room, his smiling appearance was nothing like the young lady who was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes in the main room just now.

"So miss, you are..." Yuxin almost blurted out the words "pretend to be asleep", but before she finished speaking, Nie Zhaoyang's heavy palm tightly covered her mouth.

"Hush." ​​Covering Yuxin with one hand, and forming a fist with the other hand, leaving only his slender index finger standing in front of his lips, Nie Zhaoyang smiled and pretended to be mysterious, "Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it."

(End of this chapter)