Feng Shuiqing had already put on her pajamas, untied her bun, and was about to take a rest.
After hearing what Xia Ying said, she was rather curious as to what the Demon King had sent?
The table was soon covered with plates and bowls, and the food was steaming hot and fragrant.
Tears began to form in her eyes.
My business... one by one.
It's all in the devil's heart.
Xia Ying smiled knowingly at the young lady's appearance. She took out the last bowl of brown sugar, jujube and blood swallow soup from the food box and placed it gently in front of Feng Shuiqing. She said happily: "Your Highness, what did he say? Can I paraphrase it for you?"
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Feng Shui Qing: "Yeah."
"His Highness said that you should have had dinner by this time, but you should still eat some. If you think the rest is too greasy, just use up the brown sugar, date paste and blood swallow soup. He also said that if you are not feeling well, he will not disturb you.
I want you to rest early."
Feng Shuiqing took a spoonful of the warm soup and put it into his mouth. It was fine and glutinous, with a rich jujube flavor and not too sweet.
She looked up at the rest of the meal...
Red date black chicken soup, coix seed and longan porridge, papaya milk soup, motherwort fermented eggs...
They are all... nourishing and blood-replenishing dishes.
It turns out that that day, the devil must have noticed my dirty clothes carefully and took my thoughts into account so he didn't tell me.
Just now Xia Ying said that he sent it in person because he must be afraid that other slaves would know about it. I don't mind.
This devil!
He looks as fierce as a devil!
Be gentle...
That heart is thinner than a hair.
"Host, don't hesitate! Go find him! Hahaha..."
Xiao Tiantian's rude and mean voice sounded in her consciousness. Seeing Feng Shuiqing still sitting on the chair eating the food from the bowl, she became even more anxious, "Host! Come on! Go to the palace and hug him! Say I miss you so much."
Ah, you bad man! Hahaha..."
"Ahhh! Shut up!!!" Feng Shui Qingfei's face showed up, and he was angry in his heart.
She swallowed all the warm soup in the bowl in three mouthfuls, and her tone couldn't help but bring out some hope: "Where is the other person?"
Xia Ying: "Your Highness, he handed the food box to the slave and returned home."
Seeing the young lady put on a single robe and ran out, Xia Ying was so anxious that she quickly picked up a thick cloak and followed behind, "Miss! It's late at night and the weather is freezing! You're wearing too little! Wait a minute, young lady...
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He ran unimpeded to the door of the palace's bedroom and saw the bright candlelight in the room, with the tall and handsome shadow of the devil reflected in the window pane.
Feng Shui Qing was actually a little nervous.
Oops...why did I actually run over here when I was so excited?!
"Xiao Qing?"
Oh my god! Found out!
Xuanchen Mandrill has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his hearing is certainly much sharper than ordinary people. Just as he was about to take off his clothes and go to bed, he heard familiar footsteps coming from the door.
When he opened the door, he saw his little girl with flowing hair, wearing single clothes, standing at the door holding the corners of her clothes.
He hurriedly pulled her into his arms and rubbed her cold body with his hands, "Why did you run out with so little clothes on? What's the point of being frozen? If anything happens, just send someone to tell me and I'll go find him."
…Hmm…”
Hyunchen Mandrill couldn't help but thought sadly.
The cold little mouth suddenly pressed against his lips, sealing all the remaining words in the kiss.
In addition to being surprised, I am overflowing with thoughts.
He embedded his big hands into her fine and soft hair, gently held the back of her head and kissed her back deeply.
"Miss...Your Highness..."
Xia Ying held up her thick cloak and didn't know what to say. Seeing the charming exchange of lips and tongues between the two, her face turned red with embarrassment.
"Hey, Sakura-chan! Let's go, let's go!"
Ren Xue heard Xia Ying's voice and hurried out to take a look, and happened to see her standing there with a crimson face on her face.
He hurriedly came over to pick her up, not forgetting to close the door for the two people who were inseparable, and then ran away with a smile.
It wasn't until Hyunchen Mandrill could no longer suppress the fire in his body that he raised his body, his chest heaving and he exhaled hot breath:
"What, you missed me?"
"No...it's my shoe..." Feng Shuiqing put her head on
His chest trembled with dismay.
Hyunchen Mandrill looked puzzled: "Your shoes?!"
"Well, it's my shoes that miss you. When they come, I'll be taken with them..."
"Puch..."
Hyun Chen couldn't help laughing.
Seeing how thin the little girl's clothes were, he picked her up and sat on the couch, then put her on his lap and hugged her, "Does your stomach still hurt? I'll warm it up for you."
As he spoke, Hyunchen Mandrill rubbed his hands vigorously and gently covered Feng Shui Qing's lower abdomen.
The man's hand was like a stove, with waves of heat that made her eyes swell, "You, how do you know that I..."
"The day I made you angry because of your fiery temper, you also ate the ice cream made by Chun Zao a few days ago, right? I guessed that the day was approaching, so I rushed back from the palace to give you some supplementary food. You can eat it.
Light?"
While speaking softly, Hyun Chen used his fingertips to wipe away the tears under her eyelashes, "Why are you crying? Is it a stomachache? I'll go to the Xuanfu doctor."
Seeing that the devil was about to get up, Feng Shuiqing hurriedly helped him sit back down, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
"My little girl's birthday is approaching, so of course I have to prepare a gift for her. I am your husband, and I remember everything about you."
The devil's voice is always cold, as if he is indifferent to everything in the world.
But why when he talks to me...
It's so gentle that people can't help but be tempted!
Feng Shui Qing sniffed his nose, rubbed his tears on the man's neck, and rested his head on it, refusing to take it off.
"I thought you had forgotten all about it! Humph!"
Hyunchen Mandrill gently pressed his chin against her face and rubbed it, his heart felt so soft...
My little girl is acting coquettishly.
He hugged her tighter and gently stroked her hair with his fingers, "How about waiting for two more days? I will pick you up then."
Feng Shuiqing: "Yeah, yeah, yeah..."
The nape of her neck was tickled by the little girl's breath, so Hyun Chen lowered his head and kissed her little mouth.
"Since you won't tell me, let me tell you first. I miss you very much these days."
"oops……"
Feng Shui's face turned a little hot, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear clearly: "I...I miss you too."
"Then...kiss me."
Hyunchen Mandrill moved his face closer.
"No!" She pushed his face away with her little hands, "I just... kissed him..."
"Well..." The Demon King raised her chin, his hoarse voice becoming softer and softer: "Then I'll kiss you."
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Feng Shui Qing's birthday.
After getting up in the morning, Feng Mansion was trampled through the threshold.
Or the relatives of the officials and ministers of the court sent servants to deliver birthday gifts to the house.
Or maybe the daughter of a well-known family who has close contact with her would come to the house in person with gifts to congratulate her.
Feng Shuiqing followed her father, and her second brother greeted her warmly, almost making her face freeze with laughter.
The most magnificent ceremony must be that of the imperial palace, where gift boxes are neatly arranged and covered with red silk flowers.
From a distance, I thought someone was getting married. It was so red and festive, and the gift list took me half an hour to read.
The daughters of his family, who were conversing in the courtyard, looked at the procession of carrying gifts that seemed to have lost its tail, and began to talk one after another:
"After all, sisters are not as lucky as Sister Shuiqing. Even the emperor is thinking about your birthday!"
"Yes! Sister Shui Qing is the most favored by the emperor in our circle! Otherwise, he would not have made an exception to the title of princess!"
"Hey...just now I heard that His Highness the Third Prince also sent a batch! I really envy my sister!"
…
"Thank you, sisters, you are serious, hehe..."
Vicious words are 30% flattery and 70% envy.
It made Feng Shui Qingzhi unhappy, and the rich rouge smell on their bodies made people dizzy.
She could only agree with a naive smile while thinking about how to send them away quickly.
In the evening, the crowd gradually dispersed.
A dazzling array of congratulatory gifts were all over the place in Lanting Pavilion, and they were piled high even outside the courtyard.
Feng Shuiqing was not interested and didn't care. He just ordered Chun Zao and Xia Ying to put them into the warehouse, and quickly went back to the house to change into light clothes. The formal clothes were too cumbersome and tiring!
The golden wheel is not yet hidden, but the jade clouds are already crimson.
The dusk sky merges with the jade, and the remaining clouds become beautiful.
It's just this sky, not that mandrill.
Feng Shuiqing stood at the door of the house holding her handkerchief. The afterglow of the setting sun covered her whole body, but there was no warmth on her face.
It was as if there was a bottle filled with vinegar in my heart, sour and clogged.
The devil...
"Qingqing! Let's go! Today's birthday banquet is all about your favorite dishes!"
Feng Yunzhi looked at his sister's lonely back and understood. He deliberately spoke in a relaxed tone while patting her little head.
"Well, okay."
Before stepping into the threshold.
She couldn't bear to look back again. At this time, there were only a few pedestrians on the street, and they were all rushing home to have dinner.
Even the door of Prince Qinglin's Mansion was not lit.
The door is closed, the place is deserted and deserted.
Huh! He even said he wanted to give me a birthday gift!
It’s almost dark, what else can I give you?
Big liar! Big bastard!!!
Xiao Tiantian's teasing voice sounded: "Oh! Just wait patiently! A few days ago, you kept saying that you would not celebrate your birthday with the devil! Now you are eagerly looking forward to someone coming to pick you up!"
"I'm just curious about what he gave me! After all, this is the first birthday he's given to me! I'd be disappointed if he didn't give it to me! I don't care about it! Let's eat! I'm starving to death!"
After two bowls of rice, Feng Shui's clean stomach makes my belly feel round! Sure enough, I feel good after eating!
The devil is a big liar!
The moon is out now!
I will never trust him again! Humph!
Xiao Tiantian: "If you don't trust him anymore, why do you come to the door of the house again?!"
"Oh! Xiao Tiantian! You didn't say that my mouth was itchy, didn't you!!!"
"Hehehehe...it's okay, it's okay if I don't say it anymore!"
The road was deserted at this moment.
The chill of the early spring night completely enveloped Feng Shui Qing, and the cold air penetrated from the skin to the bottom of the heart like a needle.
The little hope she had left was extinguished by the coolness.
Go home! Go to sleep! Hum!
Feng Shui Qing has just stepped into the threshold with one foot.
But fell into the familiar hot embrace.
His unique aroma instantly fills the tip of the nose.