It was the dusk of the second day when Feng Linche, Zhuo Ye and others arrived in Najia City.
In the main hall of the annex.
Feng Linche was listening to the report from the people below, saying that Feng Linge had received the news of their return and was rushing back. He would probably reach Najia City early tomorrow morning.
At this time, Song Mo came in and reported to Feng Lince: "The eldest son and young lady of the Lian family are outside the door of the villa, asking to see the prince and Miss Zhuo."
After Feng Linzhi thought for a moment, he nodded and said, "Invite them in." After a pause, he added, "Send someone to call the girl over."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Song Mo agreed and turned around.
In fact, Feng Linche didn't really want to see Lian Qin and Lian Xiao. Especially Lian Xiao, when he thought of the burning eyes he looked at Zhuo Ye, he felt very uncomfortable...
However, considering that they had put a lot of effort into finding Zhuo Ye, and Zhuo Ye probably wanted to see them, Feng Linche decided to invite them in.
Zhuo Ye was in the inner courtyard, and when his servants came to report that Lian Qin and Lian Xiao were coming, he hurried to the front hall with a happy face.
Lian Xiao and Lian Qin had already briefly met Feng Lince in the hall. Looking at the two people's tired faces, one could tell that they had come all the way at a fast pace.
"Beauty, you're really okay! That's great!" As soon as Zhuo Ye entered the hall, Lian Qin rushed over excitedly, hugged her tightly, and said with red eyes.
"Well, I'm fine." Zhuo Ye's eyes were sour, but his tone was very happy: "Lian Qin, Lian Xiao! I'm so happy to see you."
"Xiao Ye, just hope you're fine..." Lian Xiao looked at Zhuo Ye's beauty longingly and said in a friendly tone.
Lian Qin's voice was choked as she said, "I knew that, beauty, you are a lucky person, so nothing will happen to you!"
"Well..." Zhuo Ye's eyes were moist, and he couldn't say anything else except smiling and nodding.
Zhuo Ye knew that a girl with Lian Qin's personality would not lose her composure easily. She was really worried about herself...
"Okay, Lian Qin, when did you become like a woman? Such a mother-in-law..." Lian Xiao saw that something was wrong with the voices of the two women, and was afraid that they would not be able to control their emotions and burst into tears, so she hurriedly said
.
Hearing this, Lian Qin let go of Zhuo Ye, and jumped to Lian Xiao with red eyes: "What are you talking about? I am a woman! I am a mother-in-law, I am happy! I am happy!"
"Oh?! Are you a woman? Sorry, I just found out today..." Lian Xiao narrowed her peach blossom eyes and said lazily.
"Lian Xiao! You want to fight, don't you?!" Lian Qin said, waving her fist.
"Lian Qin..." Zhuo Ye grabbed Lian Qin and said, "Look at your sandy appearance. Let me take you down to freshen up..."
"Oh, okay, take me there quickly." Lian Qin ignored Lian Xiao and said to Zhuo Ye: "I haven't showered for seven or eight days. I'm so dirty! It's so smelly! I'm sure it'll be rubbed all over my body.
The mud ball is here..."
Zhuo Ye was speechless. She admired Lian Qin more and more. Even a modern person like her was embarrassed to say such words, but Lian Qin could say it without changing her expression in front of these men...
"Ahem..." Lian Xiao coughed uncomfortably, turned away, and said silently in his heart: I don't know her, I don't know her, I don't know her...
Feng Lince, who had been silent until now, now said: "Song Mo, prepare guest rooms for Mr. Lian and Miss Lian, and send someone to take care of them."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will arrange it." Song Mo responded.
"No, I just want to sleep with Zhuo Ye today. I also want to have a good chat with her." Lian Qin heard this and waved her hands quickly. Then she took Zhuo Ye's hand and said, "Let's go."
"I'll take her down first." Zhuo Ye smiled at Feng Lince and Lian Xiao, turned around and left with Lian Qin.
Feng Lince glanced at Lian Xiao who was looking at Zhuo Ye's back with a deep expression, wondering what he was thinking, and then said to Song Mo: "Take Mr. Lian down."
"Yes." After Song Mo responded, he turned to Lian Xiao and said, "Master Lian, please."
Lian Xiao looked away, smiled at Feng Lince, nodded, and followed Song Mo.
Lian Qin and Lian Xiao washed away their dust, and everyone had dinner together.
During the dinner, Zhuo Ye and Lian Qin chatted while eating. Feng Linche and Lian Xiao didn't say much, but their eyes fell on Zhuo Ye...
Suddenly, Song Mo came up with two bowls of soup. One bowl was given to Feng Lince and the other to Zhuo Ye.
"Huh? Why is Song Mo serving the dish?" Lian Qin was the first to express doubts.
"This thing should have been done by villains..." Song Mo said in a strange tone.
"Why are there only two bowls?" Zhuo Ye also asked strangely.
"Um...this soup is just for the prince and the girl. No, I didn't prepare that much..." Song Mo said hesitantly.
"What is this?" Feng Lince asked in a deep voice.
"Yes..." Song Mo looked at Feng Linche, then at Zhuo Ye, and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Huh?" Feng Lince raised his eyebrows.
"Yes...it's 'Shiquan Dabu Laoji Soup', which contains wolfberry, longan, red dates, angelica, poria...many traditional Chinese medicines, which have the effect of nourishing yin and yang. The slave ordered people to stew it from noon...
"Song Mo said and glared at Lian Xiao provocatively.
When Zhuo Ye heard this, his originally fair and delicate face suddenly turned red into a ripe red Fuji...
"Pfft -" Lian Xiao suddenly spit out a mouthful of wine. Fortunately, he turned his head in time, otherwise the food on this table would be...
Nourishing yin and nourishing yang?! Feng Lince's handsome face suddenly turned red and black. What the hell is this brat doing! If he doesn't replenish the fire burning in his body, he will have no place to purge...
"I don't want to drink this, you can take it." Zhuo Ye blushed, picked up the chicken soup in front of him, stuffed it into Song Mo's hand, paused, and then said: "You kid, don't do such messy things in the future.
Give us something to eat.”
Song Mo is only sixteen or seventeen years old, not much older than Qiao Ling. Zhuo Ye has always regarded him as his younger brother, but he didn't expect that this little kid knows a lot!
It seems that yesterday in the car... they all heard it... and misunderstood that she and Feng Linche were already having sex... Zhuo Ye's face turned redder when he thought of this...
"But, but..." Song Mo held the soup bowl and didn't understand why Zhuo Ye refused to drink it. She and the prince worked so "hard" in the car yesterday, they should have replenished...
Feng Lince caught a glimpse of Lian Xiao's extremely complicated expression. His originally dark face suddenly softened and he calmly said to Song Mo: "Girl, if you don't want to drink, just take the bowl down first."
"Oh..." Song Mo took the soup bowl and turned to leave.
Feng Lince picked up the spoon, scooped out the "Shiquan Dabu Lao Chicken Soup", and drank it very naturally...
Afterwards, Feng Lince saw with satisfaction that Lian Xiao's hand holding the chopsticks tightened...
Feng Lince's mood suddenly improved a lot. In fact, the supplement... was not bad...
"Zhuo Ye, you... you..." Lian Qin also blushed for a rare moment and looked at Zhuo Ye with a grin, but couldn't formulate a complete sentence.
"Stop guessing and eat!" Zhuo Ye said with a red face.