Chapter 534: The Pain of the Squire

"Qingluan, why are you ......" Nalan Ye frowned and stared at the sword: "If you don't wash up, why do you lose your temper?" ā€

"I ......"

Only then did the sword react, he was so hot that he forgot that Luo Qingluan didn't know martial arts, how could he kick a hot teapot full of water? But now it's too late to regret it, for fear that Nalan Ye will find out that she is an impostor, Shi Jian immediately cried and said: "Nalan Ye, I was burned, my hands hurt so much!" ā€

As she spoke, she looked aggrieved and stretched out her hand: "Look, people's hands are blistered?" ā€

"Huh? Qingluan, why are you weird today, and you don't speak right? Nalan Ye didn't pay attention to the hand of the sword at all, but looked at her thoughtfully: "Didn't you come to the barracks last time, every time you wash yourself, I said that I want to help you, you didn't agree, and you did it very well, why can't you do these today?" ā€

"Look at you, you have knocked over the teapot and the water is all over the floor...... I don't blame you, when someone comes in to clean up, it will inevitably notice you, and if it gets out, your identity will not be good. ā€

Looking at Nalan Ye's frowning appearance, his tone seemed to be a little displeased, and the sword didn't understand whether he was worried or a little suspicious, and suddenly said, "I, I'm just...... I actually ......"

I couldn't say it for a long time, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the sword finally came up with a reason: "Maybe I'm still a little dizzy...... Nalan night, I don't seem to be fully well, so I ...... a little just now"

Well? Why do you really feel a little dizzy?

The squire hurriedly pressed her temples, which eased the sudden feeling of dizziness, and held on to the washing shelf, she still felt a little unsteady on her feet. Is she really not good yet? But I've been taking medicine for three days, how can this happen?

For a while, the sword didn't know why, he just felt that his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see things clearly. She simply looked weak, and as soon as her eyes were closed, she fell in the direction of Nalan Ye.

"What's wrong with you, Qingluan, but you're not feeling well?" Nalan Ye's voice sounded in time, and he helped her just right.

I only felt that a strong and powerful arm hugged her, and I didn't let myself fall to the ground, and the sword just wanted to take the opportunity to enjoy the tenderness in Nalan Ye's arms, but the next moment Nalan Ye had already put her on the bed, and the sword suddenly felt a loss, and secretly said that it was a pity.

Opening his eyes, Shi Jian looked at Nalan Ye's handsome face, and said aggrievedly: "It seems to be really a little uncomfortable, but I have been taking medicine for three days, why is it still like this?" Nalan night, am I very sick? ā€

Luo Qingluan's information, Shi Jian carefully read it.

This woman is said to be very domineering in Xichu, and she is even unceremonious to the princess and county lord, and she will clean up if she doesn't agree. Once even her own sister, who seemed to be called Luo Qingshuang, was pushed into the pool by Luo Qingluan and almost drowned! It can be seen that this Luo Qingluan is also a rude and willful, not the kind of delicate daughter.

I don't know how Nalan Ye could marry a woman like Luo Qingluan, and the sword is becoming more and more jealous of Luo Qingluan.

I am afraid that it is only by relying on a fairly passable face and wandering among men by various means that the emperor of Western Chu, as well as the prince of Southern Wei, and even her master's man, Han Xun, the emperor of North Yue, will never forget Luo Qingluan.

Shi Jian snorted lightly in her heart, she must replace Luo Qingluan and snatch Nalan Ye's heart! Such a good man, Luo Qingluan is not worthy at all!

"It's been three days since taking the medicine and you're still not well?" Nalan Ye was also a little dignified, and his sword eyebrows frowned with a touch of melancholy, "Then when we have dinner, it's better to let Doctor Feng come again, maybe the medicine is not effective enough, let him open a few more paintings to eat." ā€

Still need to take medicine?

Shi Jian's heart jumped, this medicine was too unpalatable, he didn't cry, and there was an astringent taste, his tongue was numb and he didn't feel it when he ate it, even if he ate more rock sugar, it was useless. She is obviously not sick, but she has to pretend to be sick and drink medicine, which really feels like she is moving a stone to her feet.

It's just that seeing Nalan Ye worrying about himself so much, the sword has a sweet feeling again.

can be cared for by a man like Nalan Ye, even if it is against Luo Qingluan's identity, so what? Anyway, gentleness is what she enjoys, as long as she is sick and goes to the cold of her body, she will be able to ...... with Nalan at night Hehe, if you conceive a child again, then everything will not be a problem.

Drink the medicine, drink the medicine, although it is unpalatable, but finally can take this opportunity to get closer to Nalan Ye and enjoy his distressed feeling, the sword nodded obediently, and did not object.

As he was talking, Yuan Xing came in: "Marshal, the meal is ready, and the subordinates are afraid that the princess will not be appetizing, so they still make it themselves." ā€

He asked the soldiers serving the food to stay outside the camp tent and not allow them to come in, for fear that he would see Luo Qingluan guessing her identity, so he personally went out to bring the food in and put it in front of Nalan Ye and the sword, with a flattering look, not knowing that the dishes he worked so hard to make were actually for an impostor.

Nalan Ye naturally didn't say anything, and the sword looked at the dishes on the table, there were actually six or seven, and he was still a little happy in his heart, thinking that he could have a good meal. When she saw it, her face couldn't help but change.

These dishes are all ......

"Marshal, princess, you eat slowly, and your subordinates will go out......"

Yuan Xing's words hadn't finished yet, but Nalan Ye spoke: "What's the panic!" ā€

Yuan Xing was a little confused: "What else does the marshal command?" ā€

Glancing at the sword, Nalan Ye said lightly: "You have been sick for the past few days, and you haven't eaten well, I'm afraid that you were dizzy just now." It's not enough to just take medicine, but you still have to eat well. You know? ā€

Such a gentle voice, such intimate words, the sword felt hot when he heard it, and he almost wanted to stick it to Nalan Ye's arms, and send a fragrant kiss by the way. It's a pity that there is still a big man next to him, and the sword can only nod reservedly, look at the various dishes in front of him, and hum with a stiff face.

It's good, Nalan Ye really cares about her, but it's a pity that she can't get used to eating these dishes.

Only then did Shi Jian react, Luo Qingluan is from Western Chu, and she usually likes to eat spicy, but she is from North Vietnam, and she has always eaten lightly, and now she is pretending to be Luo Qingluan, so she has to eat according to Luo Qingluan's taste. But what she didn't expect was that Yuan Xing, a loyal subordinate, would make so many spicy dishes with his own hands in order to please Luo Qingluan!

Isn't this going to kill her?

Nalan Ye had already picked up the chopsticks, and raised his eyes: "Yuan Xing, I've worked hard for you today, the princess is just a little better, and there are no maids in the barracks, so you can help make a dish and put a little more in the princess's bowl." ā€

"Ah, let your subordinates pick up vegetables for the princess?" When Yuan Xing heard this, he almost didn't fall out of his eyes.

Shouldn't such an intimate thing be done by the marshal himself? Why did he serve the princess vegetables? In the past in the palace of the king of Chu, the prince often dined with the princess, but he never said that he should stay aside and be an eyesore, and he would also serve vegetables to the princess?

Could it be that the prince took the wrong medicine?

In fact, Nalan Ye's acting is also very hard, if he doesn't want this imposter to know that he has doubted it, how could Nalan Ye force Yuan Xing to stay?

He really didn't want to pretend to be intimate with this woman, and whenever he saw the sword with a delicate and loving face, he wanted to slap her in the face and knock off her disgusting smile. The woman looked at him like a hungry wild dog looking at a piece of flesh and bones, and needless to say, she could guess what was in her heart.

It's a pity that Nalan Ye doesn't want to give up his efforts at this time, since he has already asked Doctor Feng to drug her, seeing that the effect of the medicine has been born, he will soon be able to test the truth, it is better to endure it again.

Holding chopsticks and silently eating a bite of food, Nalan Ye was also crying bitterly in his heart: Qingluan, Qingluan, don't you know, there is a female wild dog eyeing your husband, but you are far away in the capital and can't come to fight monsters, alas...... He can only refrain and refrain and refrain again!

Otherwise, if one can't control it, he will kill this wild dog by mistake, and his hard work will be in vain.

Since Nalan Ye spoke, Yuan Xing didn't dare not listen, so he could only stay hard.

"Princess, what do you like to eat, my subordinates will give you and give you ......" he smiled dryly. The first time he did this kind of thing, Yuan Xing was also uncomfortable. But fortunately, he knew in his heart that today's vegetable market was made by him according to the princess's favorite food, and it should not be much worse.

The sword head was big, and when she saw that the table was full of red, there was no dish that didn't put chili peppers, and she felt that her throat and eyes had begun to fire before she ate it.

"Qingluan, eat more, otherwise your body will not recover well." Nalan Ye said lightly, and glanced at Yuan Xing: "What are you doing in a daze, let you serve the princess for dinner, don't you hurry up?" ā€

"Yes, yes......" I've never seen Nalan Ye so weird, Yuan Xing didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly picked up the plate of spicy fish closest to him, put it in the sword bowl, and said, "Princess, don't you usually like to eat this fish the most?" The subordinates are carefully made, can you taste it to your appetite? ā€

"Well, it's good to eat fish, try it and see how it tastes." Seeing the uncomfortable look on the sword, Nalan Ye vaguely understood. With a move in his heart, he couldn't help but want to test it, if this impostor didn't even learn Luo Qingluan's taste, and still wanted to pretend, it would be really stupid.

But after thinking about it, it seems that there are not many noble daughters in the capital of Western Chu who love spicy food like Luo Qingluan, right?

One by one, they are afraid that the taste will be heavy and bad for the skin, all kinds of light, and they are afraid that they will have pimples and affect their beauty. Otherwise, one by one, they are like chicken intestines, they will be full after eating half a bowl, and they will be hungry without two taels of meat, and they will fall when the wind blows. How can he be as real as his Qingluan, eat more if it's delicious, eat less if it's not delicious, without pretentiousness, and really have a true temperament.

praised Luo Qingluan again in his heart, and Nalan missed the scene of dining with her more and more. But next to him was a fake pretending to be Luo Qingluan, and he had to deal with her patiently, and he was not happy to think about it.

Seeing the sword slowly picking up the fish meat, he tasted it carefully, and his face immediately turned red. Nalan Ye became more and more sure that the tastes of this woman and Luo Qingluan were very different, and she was even more moved by the bad taste at the moment, and said directly: "Yuan Xing, give the princess a little bit of each dish, the princess likes to eat spicy food the most, you have prepared these dishes well, and I will take credit to you later." ā€

"Ah......" Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, and then became happy: "Thank you Lord Wang, but it is the honor of my subordinates to cook for the princess, as long as the princess is used to eating, my subordinates are willing to cook for the princess every day." ā€

"Say you're fat and you'll gasp, and the sycophants can't kill you!" Nalan Ye scolded with a smile, feeling a little better.

With a turn of his eyes, Nalan Ye clearly saw that Shi Jian's face was spicy red, but he quietly urged: "Qingluan, hurry up and eat, they are all dishes you like, and you have to eat enough today." ā€

"Well, okay...... I—I'll eat more......"

The mouth was full of hot and spicy tastes, and the sword couldn't say that he was bitter, and he felt that eating was also a kind of sin for the first time.

Listening to Nalan Ye's words full of concern, even in the barracks, there were people serving him to eat, the sword was painful and happy, swallowing the spicy food she couldn't say little by little, and not forgetting to keep smiling.

Persistence, persistence! She is Luo Qingluan now, and she must eat these, otherwise she will be suspected by Nalan Ye. After these few days, the future days will be bright, and when she is pregnant with Nalan Ye's child, all the pain will be over.

Holding this ardent hope, Shi Jian's face was flushed, but he still did not forget to smile as before.