Feng Shui Qing was dazed and felt the whistling wind coming from his forehead, making him feel itchy and cold.
Maybe Chun Zao forgot to close the window.
"Chun Zao, close the window..."
Hmm...why is it still windy? I haven't slept enough, I'm still very sleepy, let me warm up and sleep for a while...
Feng Shuiqing closed her eyes and tugged on the quilt, then hugged the quilt into her arms and folded her legs up.
It's strange...why is this quilt so hard...not soft at all...
Helpless, she had no choice but to hold her eyelids open and open her eyes.
Hyunchen Mandrill's face turned red, with a smile on his lips: "Are you awake?"
?!
Why am I holding this devil in my arms??
Feng Shuiqing was angry, ashamed and scared. He forgot about the pain in his ankles, used both legs to exert force, and kicked the man who was leaning weakly beside the bed.
"Feng Shui Qing! You..."
Huanchen Mandrill turned over like a carp, the red envelope on his head was a little smaller, and he landed on his butt again. It can be said that a new injury has been added, and the old injury has not gone away.
Feng Shuiqing looked around, and saw that the quilt and bed curtains were all unfamiliar, and the clothes on his body had been changed into palace clothes at some point. But when he woke up, he was still holding the demon king Xuanchen Mandrill in his arms??
"Add 50 to the sweet value! Add 50 to the sweet value!!!"
"What did you do to me? You little guy!!!"
Feng Shui Qing didn't have time to pay attention to Xiao Tiantian, jumped up from the bed, bared his teeth and claws and went straight to Xuanchen Mandrill.
But this time, he was well prepared. He clamped one arm with one hand and let her do whatever she wanted without being able to get even half a step closer.
Perhaps it was too much, and the heartbreaking pain in his ankle caused Feng Shuiqing's mind to go blank. He could no longer hold his body up and staggered. Fortunately, Xunchen Mandrill held his arms, but his head still hit him straight in the chest.
"The dog bit Lu Dongbin. I carried you back last night and let you sleep in my bed, and you still want to beat me?"
Hyunchen Mandrill raised her chin, full of displeasure.
"Who wants to sleep in your bed? Why don't you send me back to Feng Mansion? What are you bringing me into the palace for?" Feng Shuiqing pushed his hand away, filled with displeasure. Can't this devil speak well? Why does he always
To pinch someone’s chin!!
"You and I are engaged, and you will live with me in the palace before we are granted the title of king and land." Hyunchen Mandrill seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his tone was ambiguous and charming.
Feng Shui Qing was surprised: "Marriage contract? The emperor promises you and I to get married?"
It shouldn't be. Not to mention that the fifth prince, Hyun Chen'an, has not yet been engaged. Even the third prince only got married last year. Hyun Chen'an is only in his early twenties and ranks ninth. How can he be the first to be crowned king and grant a marriage?
Seeing Feng Shui Qing's suspicious expression, Xuan Chen's heart sank.
[Small theater in Hyun Chen’s mind: Feng Shui Qing first said that he hated himself, and then buried the blood bracelet he gave. Hyun Chen An was already angry, so he talked to her sweetly. Finally, under his fierce offensive, Feng Shui Qing
He changed his mind, regretted agreeing to marry me, and jumped into the fire pit.】
"Do you regret it? Do you like Hyun Chen'an again??"
Huan Chen shook Feng Shui Qing's shoulders, who was making random guesses in a daze, with such force that she almost fainted.
Feng Shuiqing said angrily: "That bitch man... uh, no, I told you, I don't like that Fifth Prince! Stop shaking me, I'm going to vomit!!"
Hyunchen Mandrill stared at her for a while, then slowly put down his hand.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
Feng Shui Qing felt thunder rolling in his belly, and he quickly covered it up in shame and panic.
"Pfft... Greedy ghost." Hyunchen Mandrill put away his stern expression and couldn't help but laugh.
…
"Uh-huh... delicious, delicious..."
Feng Shuiqing picked up a piece of crispy melon with soy sauce and a mouthful of carrot cake. After swallowing it, she took a big sip of egg drop shredded bamboo shoots and green onion porridge.
Seeing her eating like this, Hyun Chen felt that she was so cute and unpretentious. He still couldn't understand how such a petite girl could eat so much.
"Hiccup..." Feng Shuiqing finished his third bowl of porridge and burped with satisfaction.
Yuan Chen shook his head and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, but his mouth was full of disgust: "Are you full? Do you want five more bowls?"
"Hmph!" Feng Shuiqing took the handkerchief and rolled his eyes at him, "This porridge is good, but it's a pity that the carrot cake is not as delicious as the one made by our Feng Mansion... Our Feng Mansion... is finished!!!"
Feng Shui Qing was still thinking about the taste of delicious food for a second, but then he suddenly remembered that she had stayed away all night and Chun Zao was still pretending to be herself in the room!!
Feng Shuiqing stood up immediately, dropped the veil, and ran out of the room: "I'll go first!"
Unfortunately, she forgot about her sprained ankle. She felt a sharp pain, her legs went weak, and she had to hold the table with her arms to prevent herself from falling.
Just in time, one end of a spoon was pressed by her fingertips and bounced high, with a crisp sound of "pop...", leaving a red mark on the face of Hyun Chen Mandrill sitting next to her.
Yuan Chen took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "Feng Shui Qing...can you - stop being so frizzy all the time?!"
"I'm sorry..." Feng Shuiqing couldn't help but laugh, because Hyunchen Mandrill looked really funny, with a swollen bump on his head and a red mark on his face. Hahahahahaha...
"I've sent someone to say hello to Feng Mansion, and since you've injured your ankle and have difficulty moving, you'll be staying at my place these days."
Huan Chenzhao thought quietly while helping her back to bed.
"But..." Feng Shuiqing thought for a moment and was puzzled, "I sleep here, where do you live?"
The corners of Hyunchen Mandrill's lips curled up into a wicked smile: "Sleep with you."
"I'm leaving, saying goodbye..."
Feng Shuiqing stood up and wanted to run away.
"What? Don't you and I have to live together when we get married? Why not adapt in advance?" Hyun Chen pushed her back on the bed, frowning, and his expression became serious.
"Then... we're not married yet, so that's not allowed! In short, it's not allowed!!"
"The Queen has arrived..."
Just when the two were in a stalemate, a high-pitched notification sound came into the Dawn Palace.
Feng Shuiqing was helped to kneel down by Hyunchen Mandrill, and soon he saw the graceful and dignified mother of a country - Queen Xu Jingyin.
The coldness returned to Yuan Chen's face: "My son, please see your mother."
Feng Shuiqing endured the pain in his ankle and said with a calm expression, "My lord, please see the Queen."
"Get up."
The queen was supported by Granny Lin and sat on the main seat, and glanced at the dining table that the palace maid was clearing.
Her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, moved slowly: "It's the end of the day, and you just had breakfast? How can you still use your lunch later?"
"After returning to my mother, Xiaoqing sprained her ankle. She fell asleep a little deeply after taking medicine, so she got up a little later." Hyunchen Mandrill replied respectfully.
"Mandrill, master learned that you did not go to Tongyu Academy today and was about to ask why. Please go and report back."
Xuanchen Mandrill obviously understood what his mother meant, and he was quite anxious: "Mother, my son..."
"Go quickly! Are you still afraid that the queen mother will eat this little girl?" The smile in the corner of the queen's eyes faded, but it made people's hair stand on end.
"My son, I obey your orders."
Before Yuan Chen stood up, he secretly squeezed Feng Shuiqing's palm, which made her look full of doubts.
He sighed deeply in his heart and had to leave in a hurry.
After Xuanchen Mandrill left, the palace maid also cleared away the leftovers on the table.
Feng Shuiqing still didn't get permission to stand up, so he had to continue kneeling.
After a quarter of an hour, the queen put down the tea cup in her hand and said angrily: "Feng Shui Qing, do you know your guilt?!" This chapter has been completed!