Qi Meng Xuanji

Mom Zhang went up to help mention it, and was shocked when she mentioned it: "Why is it so heavy? Isn't it just a bowl of porridge?"

Ke'er sighed: "It's all to blame for her popularity. The people in the kitchen heard that she was ill last night, so they were thinking about supplementing her, worrying that she would have no appetite, so she cooked five kinds of porridge. I can't even count the stew soup supplements. If the lady can eat them all, she must become fat pigs!"

"Bad girl! What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Siyuan shouted, not being able to go in to see that stupid woman was already very upset, and listening to this girl's choreography master, hum! That stupid woman is used to it, even the girl under her is not big or small.

When Ke'er saw Zhao Siyuan's eyebrows and eyebrows, she was scared and repeatedly admitted her mistakes.

Zhang Qiaoyu didn't want Zhang's mother to go in for bad things, and ordered Kerr to go in and put down things, and come out quickly.

Ke'er heard that the prince was inside, so he naturally understood, went into the room, and said loudly: "Miss's kitchen has made some porridge and tonics. If you don't want to eat it now, I will warm it up in the flower hall first." I plan to retreat as soon as I put it in the warm cupboard.

"Bring things in!" Zhao Jianshen was speaking.

But the prince of the secret road is not familiar with customs. At this time, the young lady is sick, so she can do whatever she takes to seize the opportunity. It's really evil! Kerr patted her blushing face, drove those hazy images out of her mind, and lifted the food box into the inner room.

"Let's put things down and go out." Zhao Jianshen looked a little surprised at the five bowls of hot porridge, four dishes and six soup pots that Keer brought out from the food box. How good is Xuanji's appetite?

"So many?" Xuanji was also surprised.

"The people in the kitchen said they were afraid that the lady would have no appetite, so she would make a few more styles, and there would always be something she would like to eat." Kerr quickly finished answering, bowed and fled the scene like a rabbit. Regardless of whether the patient needs help to eat, there is a prince there anyway!

The room fell silent again.

Xuanji hadn't entered the grain for seven hours, and she was a little tempted to smell the food, but Zhao saw Shen Shen sitting on the bedside, and couldn't drive him away. She climbed to the table to eat and had to speak: "I want to have porridge, can you help me bring a bowl?"

Zhao Jian Shen is so old that he can only be served by others, but he is happy to try the taste of being served on the woman in front of him. He got up and walked to the table and asked, "What kind of porridge do you want to drink?" Tsk, five kinds of rice porridge. Three salty and two sweet, the kitchen is not an ordinary care for this woman.

Xuanji picked the pork and millet porridge. Seeing that Zhao Jianshen opened his posture to feed her, she couldn't help being flattered and reached out to take her.

"Did you hold the bowl firmly?" Zhao Jianshen raised his eyebrows. It is rare that he started to serve people. Does this woman want? !

"I'm not that weak!" Xuan Ji bent her knees slightly, leaned the porridge bowl on her knees, and slowly took bite by bite with a spoon in one hand.

The porridge tastes very good. If Zhao Jianshen was not staring at her, she would have eaten more comfortably. Xuanji was a little embarrassed when she was seen, and she had nothing to say: "Aren't you working outside the capital? Why come back so soon?"

"Someone came to report that a stupid woman was squatting in the snow and playing, and she fell ill. I had to come back to see if she had burnt her brain." Zhao Jianshen's tone was calm, but her words were vicious.

Xuanji dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and retorted in a low voice: "I haven't seen snow before, so curious."

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Something flashed in Zhao Jianshen's eyes, and then returned to normal again: "It seems that I have to find another maid to look at you, but it's really useless, I can't do this thing well."

"No, you find someone else to come, Ke'er will be sad, besides, I finally get used to having Ke'er nagging around, I won't be used to changing to a jailer." Xuan Ji chuckled.

After eating a bowl of porridge, I put the bowl on the bedside table. I looked up and found that Zhao Jianshen’s always “gorgeous and delicate” appearance seemed a little different today-a few strands of hair fell off, and a slight green stubble appeared on his chin. He went out without taking care of it, and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Zhao Jianshen shook his head, and Xuanji invited: "If the prince doesn't mind, can you just eat with the little girl?"

"What to eat together, it is clear that you are eating the leftovers!" Zhao Jianshen was in a good mood, and made fun of Xuanji's forehead.

"Fuzzy, you eat porridge and vegetables, I will accompany you with soup."

Zhao Jianshen was too lazy to hand it over, so he simply pushed the table to the bed to facilitate Xuanji's feeding. He was also a bit hungry. He rushed into the city this morning and couldn't even take a sip of the water.

Xuanji's spirit is not very good. After drinking the soup, she can't drink anymore. Zhao Jianshen watched her softly leaning on the bed rail, her big eyes were misty with water vapor, her cheeks were blushing, she was indescribably delicate and cute, in her heart. When he moved, he put his arm around her halfway and helped her to lie down.

Xuanji's body became stiff, and when he saw that he was not doing anything out of the ordinary, she relaxed again. Zhao Jianshen's Nephrite Wenxiang was full of arms, and he almost couldn't bear to let go.

After placing Xuanji, I pulled the quilt over and covered her, and then lifted the corner of the quilt with my hand. Suddenly I felt that it was not right. Unlike ordinary wool-filled quilts, it was lighter and softer. As soon as my fingers were loosened, the place I just pressed quickly changed. Restore fluffy.

Where did this girl come from so many weird things, Zhao Jianshen pretended to ask casually: "What is this quilt made of?"

"The feathers of ducks and gooses are very warm!" Xuanji said weakly and proudly: "Mama Zhang, Mr. Zhang and Ke'er each made a bed. Originally asked Ayuan if he wanted it, the bad guy said he did both internally and externally. No need to rely on this for heating, huh!"

Zhao Jianshen sneered in his heart, even Ke'er, a maid, was thinking about her, but she missed him alone, she didn't know whether she lived or died!

Xuanji didn't know that her unintentional words provoke the Devil King Zhao again. She felt feverish all over her body, and her joints were sore and sore that it could not bear the torture of a low-grade fever, and she fell asleep in a daze.

Zhao Jianshen waved his hand, and the table in front of the bed moved a few feet silently, and even the dishes on the table did not move or collide.

Standing up and looking down at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhao Jianshen's mouth curled up with a malicious smile: "It's warm, isn't it? How about I try?"

He took off his coat and took off his shoes and socks, and lay down beside Xuanji generously, pulled the quilt over him, and rolled Xuanji into his arms and went to sleep!

Xuanji spent three days in the room as a pig, and finally got out of bed and walked out of the room to breathe. In the past few days, everyone looked at her very weird and asked them what’s wrong. Everyone looked at him, but Ke'er always looked at her with a warm and proud look. Zhang Qiaoyu was a fox-like smirk that succeeded in bad things. Every time Zhang Ma sees her, she has a pity and guilt expression. Zhao Siyuan's is more complicated, and Xuanji automatically ignores it. The thinking of children in the rebellious period is more difficult to understand.

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