Forensic Poison Concubine

"Wait a minute. I have another dish to go." Jun Zilin struggles to go down.

But Zhou Jin and her tug of war, completely did not let go.

"Aifei, cook Yan has already brought up all the dishes. How can there be any dishes? Don't lie to me." Zhou Jin shakes his head, laughs very shamelessly, and doesn't seem to be fooled.

Jun Zilin reached out to pat him and said, "it's another dish I added. You don't believe it. You don't believe it!"

Seeing that she was really in a hurry, Zhou Jin had to reluctantly let her go, unwilling to say, "I just want to hold you for a while, but it's not ok..."

"I'll have a rest and let you have enough. Now get the vegetables first Jun Zi Lin says, this then outward walk.

Hearing this, Zhou Jin's face was colorless, but his heart was relieved.

Heart is looking forward to, will rest, hold love princess in the arms of the feeling.

At this time, she saw that she was the only one left in the house. She was like a rabbit jumping off and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After waiting in the house for a long time, the dishes on the table were cold.

Zhou Jin couldn't help it, so he got up and went out on the spot. He wanted to see what Princess Ai was doing. Did she really go to the kitchen.

Just like this, you can see the direction of the kitchen, and a delicate figure appears.

See this week ember stop pace, love imperial concubine embrace a porcelain cup, is quickly toward this side.

"Where did my servant go and let Princess Ai do such things?" Zhou Jin's voice sank and he was obviously displeased.

The bodyguard below heard that and immediately appeared to take over the hot porcelain from the princess.

But Jun Zilin hugged her and shook her head and insisted: "no, it's fried ginseng soup. It's for Wang Ye. I made it myself. Let me come. Get out of the way. It's too hot!"

She made him the soup herself?

Two people, one in front of the other, rushed to the dining room.

Jun Zilin put the soup cup on the table. Just as she pulled out her hand, she was snatched by Zhou Jin.

She was startled to see that Zhou Jin grabbed her hand and breathed bitterly, "it's not that there are no servants. You don't have to do it yourself."

"They didn't know you were coming back today, and they didn't make tonic soup. It's just that I have some ginseng here. You can drink it after you make it. These days, you look thin! "

Jun Zi Lin drew back her hand, stroked the man's thin face, and said with a slight reproach, "is there something that can't be solved, do you want me to help you?"

"It's not good to carry it alone. Let me help you."

She gently comforted, but Zhou Jin sat down, scooped out a spoonful of soup, tasted it, raised her eyes and looked at her admiringly, "it's delicious!"

Jun Zi Lin sighs softly, this man really can change the topic.

But it's all right. He doesn't want to say it, and she doesn't want to interfere. Anyway, she has enough work to do.

The couple sat down to dinner.

Zhou Jin didn't talk much and ate quietly. Jun Zilin then sits to his side, from time to time passes the vegetable to his bowl, sees him to eat more.

"It's time to rest. It's uncomfortable to eat so much." After eating a bowl, Zhou Jin didn't want to eat any more.

Jun Zilin leaned forward for a few minutes and put a mushroom dish in for her husband again. She said, "you can't eat well outside. You have to go on a diet when you come back. How can you stand it? It's a big deal. Why don't you take a rest later, go out for a walk after dinner, and have a rest when you come back? "

"So, listen to Princess Ai."

Obviously, Zhou Jin didn't have enough. He felt his stomach and looked at the dishes and meat in his bowl. These two days, he really did not eat a warm full meal.

Even if you have the respect of the Lord, you don't always have such dignity, even if you can fill your stomach. After all, he's on business.

Under Jun Zilin's encouragement, Zhou Jin ate three big bowls of rice, swept away all the three dishes on the table and made a cup of ginseng soup.

Jun Zilin ate a small bowl, she was such a food, after all, usually do not exercise, nothing to consume.

But later, Zhou Jin coaxed him into saying more.

Now her stomach bulged, and she really needed to eat.

It's just that all the food on the table is eaten up by the husband and wife. Jun Zilin's cheek is a little scarlet. I'm sorry. Never, never. If you see them for a few months, they will be given a joke as if they were hungry next month.

When you clean up the bowl, Jun Zilin gets up in person to work with Xiao die, and asks Xiao die to clean it. You can't let cook Yan see it.

Xiaodie understood the meaning of the young lady, secretly looked at her uncle, covered her lips with a smile, and then retreated.

"Aifei, go for a walk?"

Zhou Jin learns Jun Zilin's tone and looks at her obliquely.

"Good."

Jun Zi Lin's eyes a hook, go forward to embrace his arm, two people go to the garden.

The garden of Yulin house is not big, at least it can't compare with Xue family.With the death of Cao Yufei, the Xue family's residence also fell into the Cao family's industry one after another.

Walking under the mottled trees illuminated by the moonlight, Zhou Jin still thinks that the Xue family's house is indeed much bigger than his present one.

It takes half an hour to take a walk.

But now the garden can be finished in one cup of tea.

Then there is endless repetition.

"Go out and have a look?"

Jun Zilin stood in front of the four mulberry trees, hidden under the moonlight, looking at the man not far away.

"Good."

Zhou Jin had to nod, and the couple went out of the house one after the other and walked on the broad and open street.

This Lingzhou is different from the imperial capital city. At night, although there is a night market, its personnel wither.

Back and forth, only a few people met.

And this number is also in the streets of the day, rather than other streets.

The couple left the house, turned a small alley, and went to the main road behind the house. They took them for a walk.

From here to the end of the road, there is no ghost.

"How quiet!"

Jun Zi Lin took a breath and felt that even this could be heard clearly.

"The moon is full tonight." The king of Jin looked at the sky with a pleasant light on his face.

Jun Zi Lin cold not Ding hand to touch his stomach, haven't touched, was caught by the man, seems to be surprised at her so abrupt behavior, "see you still hold?"? Touch it? " The prince and Princess smile and look very naughty.

"Oh."

Seeing her so persistent, Zhou Jin felt a little shy. Although they are close enough, it is the first time for them to walk under the moon hand in hand, or even feel their stomachs. The king of Jin felt very uncomfortable, but when her little hand fell on his abdomen, the feeling of groping was a little more wonderful.

It seems that just this little action represents the most intimate relationship between two people.

In my impression, the king of Jin never let anyone touch his belly like this.

And -

before his thoughts were over, he listened to the chirping of his beloved concubine, and suggested mischievously and playfully, "well, how about I sleep on your stomach at night?"