Charming Dragon Emperor: Abandoned concubine, please respect yourself!

Chapter 268 Sweet Porridge
If it were an ordinary woman, she would definitely lose her mind in hysteria at that time. Who would have thought that there would be someone like Qin Luoyan who did things like Qin Luoyan and played cards out of common sense?Seeing her husband flirting with other women, she could still bear her anger and discover the abnormality in it.

Thinking of those sad wives in the news, faced with the explanation of the cheating husband after returning home, because he was drunk, he couldn't remember what impulsive things he did, and then he asked for forgiveness with confidence.Compared with those irresponsible husbands, even when Fu Zimo was poisoned, he was still able to face his mistakes, and he didn't even take the initiative to ask for forgiveness, but gave her time to let her choose.

Can you be irresponsible for what you do while drunk?Of course not, drunk driving is still a criminal offense, how can all faults be wiped out just because of drinking?

However, Fu Zimo was willing to take responsibility for his actions. No matter what, the harm caused to her was real, so he once thought that if Qin Luoyan really couldn't cross that hurdle, then he...willing to let go.

"Okay, there are no ifs. You are destined to never be ordinary in your life. Falling in love with you is my own choice. Since I have chosen, I will face everything with you." Qin Luoyan raised his hand and covered his face mouth, and gently placed a kiss on his chin.

Fu Zimo was moved in his heart, and the look in her eyes became more and more tender. He stroked her back and said, "I've slept all day, are you hungry?"

Qin Luoyan wanted to say that she wasn't hungry, but her grumbling stomach gave away her real situation, but she still shook her head, "It's midnight, everyone in the kitchen should be asleep, it's so cold in winter, it's too cold. It's not easy to get up from the bed, so you don't need to call them, it will be dawn in one or two hours, I just wait."

"You are very thoughtful." Fu Zimo sighed, but he didn't mean to torture her. Instead, he rubbed her forehead with stubble, and said lightly: "I really don't know if you are a human or a ghost." , your thinking is too weird for this society."

Hearing what he said, Qin Luoyan's eyes widened calmly, and she couldn't help but stiffen all over. She didn't expect that Fu Zimo would say such words. He... did he discover something?

Before she could continue to wonder, she heard Fu Zimo say: "However, whether you are a human or a ghost, you will belong to this king for the rest of your life, so don't hesitate when you want to tell the truth to me one day, even if you You are the most vicious evildoer in the world, and this king will accept you."

"Is this a promise?" Qin Luoyan didn't know how bright the light in her eyes was at that time, like a kind of hope, but more of an endless touch.

Fu Zimo nodded, "Well, you just need to remember."

"Yeah." She replied sweetly, but her heart was filled with turmoil.She was originally a lonely soul living in another world. Ever since she was nearly killed by Qin Tiancheng as a monster when she told the truth, she secretly made up her mind that she would never tell the truth again in her whole life.

It's just that some things are pressed in the bottom of my heart, but they still exist after all, but they exist with an eternal sense of loneliness.If there is really someone who can trust her and understand her by her side, then life will not be so hopeless, right?
Just when she was still moved, she found that the man next to her slowly pushed her away and got out of bed, feeling the emptiness beside her, she asked unconsciously, "Where are you going?"

Fu Zimo turned his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Go make porridge for you."

"Make porridge?" Qin Luoyan blinked her eyes, seeing him about to walk out of the room, she suddenly came back to her senses, and exclaimed in surprise, "You make porridge?"

Fu Zimo smiled meaningfully, without answering, he opened the door and walked out.

The door was closed again, blocking the cold wind outside the door.Qin Luoyan lay on the bed, his eyes fell on the door panel and he couldn't take it back for a long time. He said he was going to make porridge?
She rubbed her eyes, then suddenly raised her hand to pat her cheek, and said with a smile, "Hehe, the slap in the face hurts, it's not a dream, it's not a dream!"

However, she waited on the bed for a long time but did not see Fu Zimo coming back. The hunger was second to none, and the worry in her heart was even worse.She couldn't bear it anymore, she got up and wrapped her heavy cloak, opened the door and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as she walked to the kitchen door, she smelled a burnt smell, and there was faint black smoke coming out of the kitchen window. She was startled, and rushed in.

However, when she saw the situation in the room clearly, she couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching. She saw Fu Zimo in a black brocade robe standing in front of the clay stove, holding a long-handled spoon used by a chef in his hand. His arms were very strong. , waving a long-handled spoon and stirring in the iron pot in disgust, his expression was as uncomfortable and patient as constipation.

And the burnt smell came from the iron pot. Under the earthen stove, perhaps the fire was not fully lit, so black smoke kept coming out.

Seeing this scene, Qin Luoyan laughed unconsciously.

"It's funny?" Fu Zimo frowned, his face obviously not good-looking.

Qin Luoyan quickly suppressed her smile, shaking her head like a rattle, "It's not funny, it's not funny at all." As she spoke, she walked up behind Fu Zimo, hugged his waist from behind, and put her cheek on his back. Rubbing up, "I'm just happy. I can let the iron-blooded prince who is frightened by the world cook porridge for me. Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

Fu Zimo gave her a blank look, then frowned and looked back at her, "Let me make porridge for you, do you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

"Uh..." Qin Luoyan stuck out his tongue playfully, rubbing his thumb and index finger, "A little bit, just a little bit."

Fu Zimo stretched out his hand and tapped her on the head, "Don't be complacent, this king is just practicing cooking, if it is another woman, this king will cook for her."

"Really?" Qin Luoyan smiled shamelessly. It would be strange if he could do it with another woman. Wang Ye, do you know that you are so arrogant?

While the two were flirting, the porridge in the pot smelled horrible again.

Qin Luoyan sniffed, and quickly went around to Fu Zimo, took the spoon in his hand and stirred it in the pot, then squatted down to clean up the burning firewood in the clay stove.

When the sky was just dawn, all the blacksmiths in the yard woke up. They were all men of the same color, and they were used to being rough on weekdays, so they brought hot water and washed in the yard. Suddenly they saw a handsome man in the kitchen. When the man came out with a bowl of porridge, everyone was shocked by the weird style of painting.

(End of this chapter)