Feng Yunxi slowly stood still in front of Feng Shaocheng, and slowly squatted down in order to ensure that the contents of the bowl would not spill out.

"Nephew, you can't refuse if your elders invite you to drink." Feng Yunxi showed a smile that he thought was amiable and looked at Feng Shaocheng.

Feng Shaocheng's head was fixed to death, looking at Feng Yunxi's expression, it was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

"I don't, I don't want to drink this, I don't ......"

Just when Feng Shaocheng was struggling, Feng Yunxi found the right time, clamped his chin at once, forced him to open his mouth, and then poured a bowl of "drink" into it.

In order to prevent Feng Shaocheng from swallowing it, Shui Yunche also clicked Feng Shaohua's acupuncture points on the side, so that he had no way to refuse.

A bowl of "drink" made of condiments was drunk by Feng Shaocheng, and Feng Yunxi thoughtfully wiped the cumin powder that remained at the corner of his mouth.

Feng Yunxi stood up, and Shui Yunche unlocked Feng Shaocheng's acupuncture points.

"Gross!"

Feng Shaocheng's mouth was filled with the taste of all kinds of condiments, and when he thought that his stomach was full, he felt even more uncomfortable, and he was about to vomit it out.

"Stain the carpet and drink another bowl." At this moment, Feng Yunxi's words sounded above his head.

Drink another bowl......

Feng Shaocheng's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly closed his mouth, forcibly suppressing the churning sensation in his stomach.

"Now you can tell me!" Feng Yunxi's eyes widened and looked at Feng Shaohua sincerely.

This time, Feng Shaocheng didn't have the arrogance and recklessness just now, his expression was a little afraid, and he looked at death as if he were at home and said in despair, "You, you kill me, I won't say it." ”

Although he knew that even if Feng Yunxi wanted to kill him, he would not let him die happily, and it would definitely be the most painful way to die.

But he is still determined not to betray his third brother.

"Okay then." Feng Yunxi spread his hands again, walked to the plate of condiments, and put down the empty bowl, "You are the royal bloodline, no one of us here can kill you, you have to send it to Beijing, and the imperial brother will decide." ”

Hearing Feng Yunxi's words, Feng Shaocheng breathed a sigh of relief, if he was killed by the emperor's order, there should not be too painful way to die.

"However, I haven't reported it to the emperor yet!" Feng Yunxi said, spreading his hands and looking indifferent.

"It's not too late to report to the imperial brother when you recruit me."

After speaking, he picked up the entire tray and put it in front of Feng Shaocheng, "These condiments are all purchased by me from the capital, you shouldn't have tasted the taste of the capital cuisine for a long time." ”

The Iron Blood Army has always been forbidden to enter the capital, and Feng Shaocheng must not dare to enter the city in order to hide his identity.

"There are no cooks from the capital in the barracks, so let's try these condiments brought by the capital first, and relieve the pain of homesickness."

After Feng Yunxi finished speaking, an evil smile bloomed on his face, looked at Shui Yunche, and motioned for him to control Feng Shaocheng again.

So, under Feng Shaocheng's frightened eyes, Feng Yunxi fed a bowl of minced millet spicy into his mouth.

Millet spicy is specially sent to cater to the appetite of the border defenders.

Feng Shaocheng was in the capital in his early years, and he stayed in the iron-blooded army later, and these two places are not spicy.

A bowl of millet spicy stuffed into Feng Shaocheng's mouth, and his face was red with spicy.

This time, Feng Yunxi did not ask him to swallow it, but let him spit on the ground.

The millet spicy spat on the ground, but Feng Shaocheng still felt as if his whole mouth was on fire.

"Water, water, give me water!" Feng Shaocheng said as he looked at Feng Yunxi with longing eyes.