Chapter 142 I have been suffering from severe poison for many years, so I should take supplements
"Really?" Ye Jinghan didn't believe it.
"It's more real than pearls. Just wait and I'll give it to you."
The pink Qianying left and soon came back with a bowl of medicated porridge. The medicated porridge was already cold and a little mushy, but it could be faintly seen that the ingredients inside were made from precious medicinal materials.
"It's my first time to make porridge, so I don't control the heat very well, but I can still drink it."
"The porridge is cold." Ye Jinghan's face improved slightly.
His bowl was mushy, but Ye Feng's bowl was not. Could it be that this bowl was really her first time cooking porridge?
"It tastes best when it's cool. Hot porridge burns your throat. I deliberately made it cool. You can taste it to see if it tastes good."
Qingfeng curled her lips, "The porridge has become mushy. How can the master drink the mushy porridge because he has a noble status?"
Gu Chunuan protested righteously, "Your master's status is noble. He turned his hands around and couldn't drink any kind of medicinal porridge he wanted. But I made this bowl myself. The courtesy is light but the friendship is heavy.
Do you understand?"
Qingfeng vomits blood.
The third young lady clearly just found any reason to send her master away, and she said it with confidence.
He absolutely guaranteed that this bowl of medicinal porridge could not have been cooked for the master himself.
With the master's wisdom and prowess, it is absolutely impossible to believe it, let alone drink it.
Just as his thoughts flashed through, he saw Ye Jinghan pick up the spoon, frowning slightly, and actually... took a sip.
Well……
Master drinks porridge?
this……
The breeze is messy.
Snowfall was also a little surprised.
What surprised them again was that the master not only took a sip, but also drank several sips, and said with a neither salty nor bland taste.
"Did you really cook this medicinal porridge yourself for me?"
"Then I'm sure all the servants in the palace have seen it. If you don't believe it, you can ask them."
Gu Chunuan sat in front of him, looked at him with her chin propped up, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, does it taste good?"
"A bowl of porridge, what's so good about it?"
cut……
It doesn’t taste good and you drank the whole bowl?
Tsundere.
To save face.
"I think Ye Feng's bowl is good. Tomorrow morning you can take Ye Feng's share and cook another bowl for me."
Gu Chunuan's smile froze, "Your Majesty, I am very poor and have no money to buy ingredients."
"Didn't you just say that Ye Feng's bowl of medicated porridge is just an ordinary medicinal porridge? Since it is so ordinary, why spend so much money? Or... you don't want to cook it?"
The breeze and snow are suppressing laughter.
They knew that the master could not be fooled so easily.
Millennium Binghuozi, Millennium Snow Lotus, Millennium Fire Ganoderma, these are not ordinary medicinal materials.
Gu Chunuan's brows were filled with anger.
Such an arrogant person, even if she just came here to make a living, she actually wanted to make her poor.
Suppressing his anger, Gu Chunuan put on a pure and honest smile, "It's just a bowl of medicated porridge. I can make it for you anytime you want. However, you are in the period of detoxification recently, so you should not take a lot of tonic, otherwise your qi and blood will increase."
Yong, the influence is forced to poison, isn’t this for your consideration?”
Ye Jinghan's hand holding the spoon paused slightly.
Concubine?
This little girl really valued Ye Feng more than him.
"It doesn't matter. I have been suffering from severe poison for many years, and I always feel that my energy and blood are insufficient recently. I should take a lot of supplements."
"If you want to detoxify, you can't take supplements."
"I have been poisoned for twenty years. It doesn't matter how long it takes to detoxify. Before detoxifying, I still have to replenish my body first, lest my body cannot bear it and die."
Under Ye Jinghan's grimace mask, the corners of his mouth were raised, half-smiling but not smiling, making it impossible to understand his emotions.
But Gu Chunuan wanted to tear off his face.
"Ye Feng's bowl of medicated porridge is just an ordinary bowl of porridge. It cannot nourish the body."
"It doesn't matter, I happen to want to drink that bowl of porridge."