Twilight leaves song waiting for you to return

Chapter 63 How about a promise?

Seeing a table of all kinds of fragrant snacks, rice porridge and appetizers, Xia Lige felt an appetite for the first time.

It seemed that those black ointments yesterday were indeed effective, and today she felt that eating was a kind of enjoyment.

But after eating for a while, she felt that the breakfasts in front of her were basically Jiangnan flavor.

Duck blood vermicelli soup, steamed steamed buns filled with soup, boiled dried silk, braised duck tongue...

There is also a bowl of Lily Wine Stuffed Yuanzi!
Xia Lige looked at the familiar southern snacks in front of him, his breath became sour, and his eyes turned red.

Chunhua watched her secretly wipe tears while eating, and couldn't help but asked, "Is there any discomfort in the girl's body?"

She shook her head hurriedly: "No! It's just that I suddenly ate the food from my hometown, and I feel very kind!"

Xia Hua next to him wanted to say that this was made by the master of the sect with a lot of thought and specially hired cooks from Jiangnan.

But Chunhua stopped her talking with her eyes, and just said with a smile: "It's just as long as the girl likes it!"

Xia Lige sighed faintly, in fact, the Baiwu tribe was originally in the south, and Bai Xiner grew up in the south, but was sent to the capital when she was 13 years old.

And these things, in her impression, seem to have passed away. Half a year ago, the soul passed through Xia Lige's body, and she basically spent it by taking medicine.

In fact, although these things seem very common, they are extremely rare in Chang'an, a northern city that connects the northwest. Dugumu must have put a lot of thought into it.

When she thought of that man who was like the moonlight and wind, her heartbeat would speed up, and then a sour feeling would spread all over her body.

After all, he is not the same as himself.

Even if he makes himself his woman, they won't be together after all.

She doesn't have much time left!

When Dugumu walked in, the woman at the dining table had a gloomy face and a dazed look, and unconsciously walked towards her with light steps.

The two Chunhua sisters quietly retreated out knowingly, and closed the door.

Xia Lige looked at Jiuniang Yuanzi who was in a trance in front of him, and was suddenly attacked by a pair of big hands, and was directly hugged into a thick and hard embrace!
"Your Highness!" She couldn't help but whispered, her cheeks immediately turned red.

The man hugged her and looked at her carefully, as if looking at an extremely precious work of art, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her forehead: "If you frown too much, it will become wrinkles!"

Xia Lige hurriedly showed him a bright smile.

Seeing her flattering expression, Dugumu's heart tightened a little, now she is still wearing an invisible mask to herself.

"If you don't want to wear those things, then you don't need to wear them!" He hugged her, but put her slender hand in his palm to play with his fingers.

"Isn't it an imperial decree? You don't have to obey it?" Xia Lige was a little surprised.

He smiled: "In Prince Mu's Mansion, you don't have to wear it if you don't want to!"

Xia Lige trembled slightly in his heart, looked at him with soft eyes and said softly: "Thank you... for helping me detoxify last night!"

There was a trace of joy in the man's eyes, but there was still an expression of indifference on his face: "How can I thank my lord?"

Xia Lige is at a loss for words, how can I thank you?
At this moment, she is all his, so what else can she offer to thank him?

He suddenly moved close to her earlobe, and that fiery breath swept over her again, and a drugged voice sounded like a dream: "How about a promise with your body?"

(End of this chapter)