Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

When the Bookboy heard that Huangfu Zhaoran had woken up, he immediately called Murong Xuan over. In his eyes, in his heart, he treated Murong Xuan like a genius doctor from another world!

The inner disciples of Qi Yun Peak were really different. Just a Pill was enough to save the Young Master.

Murong Xuan swept his gaze across Huangfu Zhaoran, and seeing that he had returned to normal, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

He didn't waste any of his mental strength!

"What's going on?" Huangfu Zhaoran was puzzled, if he woke up, why did Bookboy go and call Murong Xuan?

On the other side, Murong Xuan was still busy eating. After looking at Huangfu Zhaoran, he went back to continue eating.

Bookboy first sent Murong Xuan back, and then, he told Huangfu Zhaoran everything he did.

Hearing that Murong Xuan had taken off his clothes and rubbed it on his body, Huangfu Zhaoran's face immediately flushed red.

She … She actually touched him?

A tinge of redness surfaced on Huangfu Zhaoran's face, as a trace of embarrassment was hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Bookboy didn't know that Murong Xuan was a female, but he himself was experienced and knowledgeable, so he only needed a single glance to know Murong Xuan's identity.

Just that, since Murong Xuan did not point it out, he did not say it out himself. After all, had helped him so many times.

But unfortunately, with his ruined body, how could he have the qualifications to roam the martial arts world with her?

Huangfu Zhaoran seemed to already know Murong Xuan's motive for dressing up as a man. However, he felt powerless in the bottom of his heart.

Huangfu Zhaoran's eyelashes slightly lowered, covering the loss and despair in his eyes.

This cheap life really shouldn't have existed from the beginning.

"Young master, we really have to thank the Young Master Murong. If not for him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to meet you." As Bookboy spoke, he couldn't help but wipe his tears away.

The young master treated him as if he was a small fry, yet I am unable to repay the young master's kindness …

"Mm, I understand. You can leave now." Huangfu Zhaoran rubbed his chest, and felt that his chest was uncontrollably heating up. It seemed that the light and elegant fragrance from her body, was still lingering on his body.

The moment Bookboy left, Mo Ziming coincidentally came to look for Murong Xuan. Thus, after greeting him, he directly entered Murong Xuan's room.

Seeing this scene, Huangfu Zhaoran's heart could not help but ache.

Mo Ziming was unrestrained, daring to take responsibility, and he was even the descendant of the Mo family. On the other hand, he was just a dying person, even looking up to the blue sky was a luxury.

"Xuan Er..." Just as Mo Ziming entered Murong Xuan's room, his mouth was opened, and Murong Xuan gave him a big slap.

"Xuan Xuan what? Can you call me Xuan Er?" Murong Xuan coldly snorted in his heart, his face full of displeasure.

Firstly, he could not call Xuan Er by her name. Secondly, even though her name was Murong Xuan, everyone else thought that she was a boy's Xuan, not Xuan Er's Xuan.

Mo Ziming held onto his painful face, and looked at Murong Xuan with grief and indignation.

This damned woman, she would be kicked away after she was done using him. Who was the one who gave birth to her …

A heartless woman?

When he thought about Baili Goddess, Mo Ziming's originally somewhat angry expression immediately eased up.

The Baili Goddess treated him quite well.

When he thought about this, the corner of Mo Ziming's mouth slightly rose, revealing a gentle smile: "Are you hungry? Let's go down and eat supper. "

A midnight snack?

Hearing about food, Murong Xuan's eyes immediately lit up.

Old Pan had already cooked a lot of delicious food, so if he continued to cook, he might not have the energy to continue cooking tomorrow.

Ah ~ Little food, I'm so hungry!

Very quickly, Murong Xuan and Mo Ziming reached an agreement, and the two skipped down the mountain.

Hearing the voices of the two, Huangfu Zhaoran weakly lowered his gaze, his face looking haggard and gloomy.

If he could, he also wanted to go down the mountain with them and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the desolate lands.

Unfortunately, he couldn't!

On the way down the mountain, Murong Xuan couldn't help but ask some questions about Huangfu Zhaoran.

The omniscient legend of the Mo family was indeed like that.

Murong Xuan had also heard this legend from his own grandfather.

It was said that the Mo family could divine the stars, and what they needed to do every day was to check the stars and then organize the situation.

It was said that the descendants of the Mo family all had Heaven's Eyes. As long as they used it to look at the people and events that they wanted to know about, they could know everything.

"Huangfu Zhaoran? Why did you mention that short-lived ghost? Do you have a crush on him? " Mo Ziming snorted.

Such a short-lived ghost, dying too quickly. If his wife didn't have anything to do, why would she ask him?

Could it be that she had really taken a fancy to him?

That broken star of Huangfu Zhaoran's had been surrounding his wife's star for a long time!

"Short lifespan ghost? I'm not dead yet, how can you curse me like that? " Murong Xuan unhappily rolled his eyes at Mo Ziming, and the expression on their faces seemed to be identical.

Mo Ziming unhappily snorted, touched his chin and narcissistically said: "He's not as beautiful as me, not even as long as me, what do you care about him?"

If he was not interested, would his wife take the initiative to ask?

He must have taken a fancy to it!

He knew it!

Someone a wife could bring back would definitely be chosen by her!

As long as he was not around, his wife would start fooling around with people. This was too much!

"You're not narcissistic and you'll die?" Murong Xuan was simply speechless to the extreme.

This was the first time she had discovered someone even more shameless than herself!

In this world, there was no thicker, only thicker!

"What I said was the truth, the Mo family's descendants are all telling the truth!" Mo Ziming retorted in dissatisfaction.

His life must definitely be longer than Huangfu Zhaoran's!

Although... He could not see his own fate!

But, Huangfu Zhaoran's life wasn't very long either.

It was just that some people's lives were changed by their wives. Who knew if Huangfu Zhaoran would …

"You should know what the poison in Huangfu Zhaoran's body is, right?" Murong Xuan glanced at Mo Ziming, hoping to get some information from him.

Mo Ziming thought for a long time before rubbing his chin and saying, "It's not poison. Un, that's all I can tell you.

When he said the last three words, Mo Ziming couldn't help but soften his tone and only used a voice that Murong Xuan could hear.

Life lost? If he knew how to lose his lifespan, wouldn't he have died long ago?

Murong Xuan disagreed, but he did not probe further.

Since Mo Ziming was unwilling to say it, then he might as well not ask anymore. Anyway, there would be a day when she would find out!

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they began to eat their special foods with open stomachs.

It was also the first time Murong Xuan met an opponent in his life, and this Mo Ziming's appetite was not the least bit inferior to his. Moreover, the speed at which he ate was also very fast, almost to the point where it could be compared to his own.

The little vendor watched Murong Xuan and Mo Ziming finish all of his wonton bowls one by one, and only when the bowls were stacked as high as a mountain did Mo Ziming finally realize that he didn't have enough money left.

Ever since he went down the mountain, he understood one thing!

Money was a good thing!

Although the villagers at the foot of the mountain would often send them food, Mo Ziming finally understood why they would not be willing to eat it after such a long time.

Even though he and his master had helped her before, people always made money and needed to support their families. It was too bad that he and his master didn't know how to cook. When he returned, he had to find someone who knew how to cook!

Although his wife was not bad, after thinking about it, how could he let his wife cook every day. Looking at the hands of the people cooking, they were all rough.

As Murong Xuan ate, he sized up the changes in Mo Ziming's expression.

He didn't understand why the man would suddenly stop and look like he was deep in thought.

What Murong Xuan did not know was that Mo Ziming was thinking about what he should do when he brought him back to the Mo family. In any case, he would not let Murong Xuan cook.

"This place is not bad. Let's go to the next place." Very quickly, Murong Xuan got up and left, leaving only Mo Ziming staring at the bill in a daze.

Although the boss had already given him a discount, he didn't have much money with him with so many wontons!

Mo Ziming paid off the money in his heart and turned to chase after Murong Xuan.

If you don't want the money, then you must watch out for your daughter-in-law.

Just like this, Murong Xuan ate from the street end to street end, all the way until Mo Ziming stopped eating. Only then did Murong Xuan open his mouth, and said that he wanted to return to Qi Yun's Peak to sleep.

Mo Ziming looked at the flat belly of Murong Xuan, then looked at his own stomach that was about to explode, and immediately felt that this world was too unfair.

Why did his wife eat more than him, but her stomach was even smaller than his?

Moreover, he was barely able to walk, but his wife was still walking happily, as if she hadn't eaten at all.

This was too unfair!

Mo Ziming was so angry that he wanted to curse, especially after spending all his money today, Mo Ziming was even more stifled.

It took him so much effort to get that money from Murong Xuan, and in the end, he had spent it all!

Mo Ziming wanted to slap his own face ruthlessly.

[I made you try to be brave, and I made you lose face. Can you eat my face?] Wasn't he going to lose face at a critical moment?

After returning to Qi Yun's Peak, after taking a bath, Murong Xuan directly fell asleep in his room. Beside him, Huangfu Zhaoran did not sleep at all for the entire night.

Although he had walked through death's door once, it was precisely this time that caused Huangfu Zhaoran to lose his will to live even more.

What was the point of him, a dying man, living and dying?

In the morning of the second day, Murong Xuan went down the mountain very early in the morning.

Today, she and Thief Lord had an agreement. She found a nearby auction house and planned to sell all the Pill that Qi Yun had stolen.