Charming Dragon Emperor: Abandoned concubine, please respect yourself!

Chapter 61 Master Hongru
Yisheng was about to explain, but before he could speak, he heard a deep male voice coming from the door.

"Are you awake?" Fu Zimo walked in with Jin Mu, who was still holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand. He walked to the side of the bed, gave Yi Sheng a faint look, and Yi Sheng immediately lowered his head and stepped back. .

Only then did Fu Zimo sit down against the edge of the bed, and he reached out to help Qin Luoyan, "Want to get up and sit down?"

He didn't feel it himself, but Jin Mu who was standing aside couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how could he believe that his master had such a soft side, although he couldn't be called gentle, but at least he was kind.

Qin Luoyan nodded, and sat up with his support, regardless of Jin Mu and Yisheng in the room, he took Fu Zimo's arm intimately, and then leaned his head on his chest, "My lord I'm really glad you came to save me."

Fu Zimo was silent for a moment, but his expression didn't change at all, "What if the king doesn't come?"

"Don't come..." Qin Luoyan seemed to feel scared, and his body trembled subconsciously, "If you don't come, then I will really be killed by that person... If that is the case, I will have no face to see the prince again Well, if that's the case, I should kill myself now. It's just that I can't bear to..."

"Huh?" Fu Zimo raised his eyebrows.

Qin Luoyan rubbed his cheek against his chest again, "If you die, will you never see the prince again?"

"Okay, let's drink the soup." Fu Zimo didn't answer her question, but turned to look at Jin Mu, who immediately came over with the soup.

Qin Luoyan had been in a coma for too long, and he was really hungry. He was about to reach for the bowl of soup, but Fu Zimo picked up the soup faster than her, and brought the bowl to her lips. "Drink it."

King Wuxuan fed her soup?
Qin Luoyan looked at him with clear eyes, Jinmu looked at him with horror, and Yisheng looked at him suspiciously, but no matter what the people around him looked at, it didn't seem to affect him in any way, his actions were still Elegant and unhurried.

"En." Qin Luoyan had a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, opened a sip and drank it, as if he drank it very carefully and cherished it.

Contrary to her expectations, this soup turned out to be chicken soup!Boiling chicken soup in a quiet place of Buddhism is thanks to a domineering person like King Wu Xuan who can do this kind of thing.

Qin Luoyan had a moving smile on his face, but contempt in his heart. Doesn't this mean that Fu Zimo is actually a person without faith in his heart?In his eyes, perhaps, only himself.

He seems to have changed his attitude towards her, but isn't this on the premise that she is obedient to him and deliberately pleases him?Once she dared to disobey him, would it be like this?
So, sincerely, moved?She, Qin Luoyan, has already passed that naive period.

"Well, you brat, you really boiled chicken soup in my Buddhist temple!" An old monk broke in suddenly, casting a resentful look at Qin Luoyan who was drinking the soup.

"I just said why I smelled the fragrance early in the morning...Girl, is this soup delicious?" The old monk moved to the bed anxiously, swallowing his saliva while asking.

Qin Luoyan blinked her eyes, and said: "Of course the chicken soup my lord gave me is the best." People always want to listen to flattery.

Seeing her proud look, Fu Zimo softened a little, stretched out his hand and pushed away the old monk who came over, "What are you here for?"

"Can't I come and smell the aroma? You boy, you took my place and used the kitchen of my Buddhist temple to cook chicken soup. You still despise me?" He didn't care about Fu Zimo's push just now.

Fu Zimo's response to his accusation was silence, and he didn't even look at the old monk.

Seeing that he ignored him, the old monk leaned over again, and asked Qin Luoyan eagerly, "Girl, you've already drank so much, give me the old monk a drink of the rest."

Qin Luoyan's eyes widened, thinking he heard it wrong, "This is chicken soup, it's meat, can you drink it as a monk?"

"Wine and meat have been worn through the intestines, my old monk doesn't have so many rules." The old monk smiled cheerfully, without blushing at all.

Qin Luoyan rolled his eyes at him, "It seems that I met a fake monk..."

"What kind of fake monk? Old monk, I am the famous Master Hongru. The little girl is really ignorant." Master Hongru interrupted her, seeing that she wanted to drink soup again, he said anxiously: "Girl! Give me a drink for the old monk. Just take a sip?"

"No!" Qin Luoyan immediately refused unequivocally, "This is the love chicken soup that my prince gave me, let alone a sip, I would not part with even a drop, besides, I drank it, and this soup also contains My saliva, although you are a monk, you are also a man, I am the woman of my prince, so I cannot give you my saliva."

She ate my prince one by one, and Master Hongru was surprised by that villain's success, and after hearing what she said, he suddenly didn't want to drink it.

Master Hongru retreated resentfully to the side, and tried his best to stare at Fu Zimo, "Stinky boy, let me say that this girl is a disaster, you still don't believe me, look at what she said, how many women can say it? Let me see, before this girl makes a storm, she should find a place to bury her early."

It turns out that this old monk is the old bald donkey that Yisheng mentioned?
When he talked about burying Qin Luoyan, Yisheng rushed over viciously, hugged the old monk's waist, and was about to bite his flesh, the old monk was startled and went to him desperately. Fu Zimo ran beside, "Oh, you see, such a young child has been fascinated by this disaster, and when she becomes powerful in the future, what's the deal?"

Qin Luoyan never expected that the legendary Master Hongru would be such an old monk who looked slovenly and didn't speak like an eminent monk at all.

However, no one will be calm and temperless when someone calmly says that he is going to bury himself.

Qin Luoyan was no exception, but she knew that the relationship between the old monk and Fu Zimo was unusual, and her head-on encounter would not only offend Fu Zimo, but might also bring shame on herself, so she immediately put on a pitiful expression and looked at Fu Zimo.

"My lord, is what the master said true? Am I...will I really become a disaster? Will I hurt my lord?" She asked seriously, she didn't seem to be angry at all, but worried about Fu Zimo's comfort.

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Fu Zimo's mouth, and with a flick of his hand, Yisheng was blown to the ground by the strong wind. The force of the wind was not small, and Yisheng rolled to the ground and his forehead hit the ground, causing a big bump immediately.

(End of this chapter)