Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Heart Joys the King

He Yixin was worried when she came out of the door of the master bedroom, she thought that this Yurong would not think about eating supper with Rong Yuan, but she didn't expect her to let herself serve it, and she had to be with Qinglan! I can't drop the bag now.,If it's because of this little thing, people catch the handle.,How can she be worthy of that person...

All the way to the small kitchen, Qing Lan was looking at the small pot in the kitchen.

He Yixin stepped forward and smiled reluctantly: "Sister Qinglan, what kind of supper did you make for Miss tonight?" ”

Qinglan saw that the heat was almost over, and said while bringing the pot down, "What are you asking for?" ”

He Yixin was about to cry in his heart, but he still said with a smile on his face: "Miss wants me to bring the supper." "It's better for her to go alone, and when Yurong asked, she said that Qinglan had already slept.

Qinglan has been by Yurong's side for many years, and she has long had a delicate heart, Miss has always had no good impression of He Yixin, not to mention that Rong Shizi fainted tonight, how could Miss have the heart to use supper, if it is to use supper, it should not be to let He Yixin go, Qinglan thought about it and knew in her heart that He Yixin must have made Yurong catch some mistake, so she smiled and said: "This sweet soup is very hot, I'll go with you, and change hands." ”

"It's so late, Sister Qinglan should go and rest, I can do it alone."

Seeing her say this, Qinglan was even more suspicious in her heart, and she no longer spoke politely: "I'm afraid that you spilled the soup, and Miss didn't have a supper." ”

He Yixin heard Qinglan say this, his face darkened a little, and he couldn't say anything more, so he had to go over with Qinglan. Thinking that Qinglan was making soup, as long as she let Qinglan fall for a while, and smashed the utensils, this catastrophe could be regarded as avoiding, He Yixin breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind Qinglan.

Qinglan walked in front with the soup, He Yixin threw a stone on the bluestone slab in front of him when he saw it, Qinglan fell crookedly, He Yixin shouted "Sister Qinglan be careful" and went to help Qinglan, the soup in Qinglan's hand spilled all over the ground, and the bowl containing the soup was broken into seven or eight pieces.

He Yi was overjoyed, and said anxiously on his face: "Oh, Sister Qinglan, what can I do about this?" Let's start with a few snacks that the lady in the kitchen likes. ”

Qinglan twisted her eyebrows: "It's okay, you can go." After He Yixin left, Qinglan looked at the stones at her feet, and understood in her heart. Wei Qilin on the roof whispered to her to explain the cause and effect, and Qinglan sneered and didn't say anything.

He Yixin took the Su's Golden Silk Tea Cutter, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, finally passed. Seeing that Qinglan had a cold face, she didn't think much about it when she was angry because she had broken the white fungus sweet soup, and the two of them knocked on the door and entered the master bedroom.

Yurong had already lowered the curtain in the inner room and waited next to the beauty couch, and when she heard a knock on the door, she let the two in. Glancing at the dim sum in He Yixin's hand, Yurong smiled gently, and the pear vortex flashed: "Qinglan, didn't you make white fungus sweet soup tonight?" ”

When He Yixin heard this, a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out: daring to love her, she was busy before and after, and she was worried that she was dropping the bag and making a stumbling block, and Yurong had already seen that she was lying!

Qing Lan didn't understand, and continued to follow Yurong's words: "Miss Hui, Qing Lan did make white fungus sweet soup tonight, the white fungus was picked back from the Immortal Cliff by the Qingyang Dao Chief, and the sweet rock candy was given to the house by the Queen Mother, Qing Lan was afraid that something would go wrong, so she stayed by the side all night, and the small fire boiled slowly for more than half an hour, and a few sweet herbs were added in the middle..."

"Well, the ingredients are so rare, and Qinglan bothered, this sweet soup must taste very good. What about soup? Yurong smiled, Qinglan really won her heart.

Qinglan glanced at He Yixin, and refused to say any more.

He Yixin thought at first that the master and servant were singing a double reed for her, but now seeing that Yurong asked Qinglan like this and refused to answer, he thought that Qinglan didn't see that the fall was a stumbling block made by herself, so she made up her mind and said aggrievedly: "Miss Huiyu, the soup is hot, and Sister Qinglan refuses to let me take over, and the soup was knocked over on the way here." ”

Qinglan sneered, this He Yixin is really restless, Qinglan didn't pretend anymore, and when she saw Yurong nodding, she called Wei Qilin in.

As soon as Wei Qilin came in, He Yixin felt cold all over his body, Wei Qilin opened his mouth and said that she threw the stone before and after, Yurong looked at He Yixin with a smile, He Yixin understood that he was planted, Yurong gave her such a big game, and it was even more far-fetched for her to explain the reason now, not to mention, what reason did she have to explain that she appeared at the door of Yurong's room in the middle of the night?

Yurong saw that He Yixin's face was like ashes, and knew that He Yixin had already figured it out, and said to Wei Qilin: "Take her down and appear at the door of my room in the middle of the night, I suspect that she is a spy sent by another country, so she will be placed under house arrest first, and then ask the prince to deal with it another day." ”

He Yixin thought that Yurong would ask her, thinking that the worst thing was just the ending of being kicked out of the house, but she didn't expect Yurong to say that she was a spy without asking, and she couldn't argue for a while, Wei Qilin clicked on her acupoint, and Wei Qingji tied a rope and carried He Yixin out.

Seeing that Yurong's face was tired, Qinglan stepped forward to pinch her shoulder, and said worriedly: "Miss..."

Yurong shook his head: "Qinglan, go and rest." I'm very upset right now. ”

Qinglan replied helplessly and retreated.

Yurong opened the curtain, Rong Yuan was still asleep, quiet like an immortal in a splashed ink painting, his face was pale under the candlelight, and Yurong only felt a heart-wrenching pain.

She has always felt that he is omnipotent, all-rounder, both a national warrior and a good general of the country, and the dazzling halo of the national male god in front of and behind him, but today I saw his hidden disease in the body for five years of poisonous attacks, five years ago, he was only thirteen years old, how did he survive these pains?

Yurong never felt that he was a hypocritical person, but he unconsciously cried at Rong Yuan's face. He said that she was no one else, he treated her as if it was really special, and he was not too surprised to hear her say that she had crossed over, and he was not surprised to see her react lightly after listening to his confession, and he did not hesitate at the moment when he rushed into the needle rain... It seems that as long as it is her, he can accept everything.

A person who crossed over halfway felt that the Jade King's Mansion was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, let alone him, but he still mediated for her in front of Nanmen Jingshuo, in front of the emperor, in front of Tu Weiguo, and always stood on her side... Is it because she is crossing and doesn't know when she will leave, so she has to give up this relationship?

Yurong's heart is very chaotic, Rong Yuan is not wrong, and she is not wrong, so why should they bear an uncertain pain? God arranged for them to meet, maybe it was a mistake, but Yurong is now inexplicably grateful for this mistake.

A tear fell on Rong Yuan's face, Yurong was a little flustered and wiped away the tears, but the tears were like beads with broken threads, and Rong Yuan's face was full of crying, Yurong simply stopped wiping those tears, she cried to kiss Rong Yuan's white lips, and choked up: "Rong Yuan, I like you too, you wake up quickly." ”