Chapter 15: What Should I Do If My Brother Loves Me Too Much? (15)

Permission goes last.

His existence was directly ignored.

In fact, a young man who is not valued by the Lord's family and is adopted for grace is also difficult to gain the respect of his subordinates.

However, the young man's hands are casually inserted in his trouser pockets, his steps are careless, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes are lazy, and his posture is ......

Forgotten, indifferent, he doesn't really care.

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on the dining table.

Delicious and delicious dishes that will make your mouth water.

The system drooled and said in Fenghua's ear: "I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat." ”

Fenghua didn't eat a few bites and put down his chopsticks.

Maybe it was the childhood that the golden streamer could not shine into the palace wall, cold clothes and food, cold leftovers, and when the power was in his hands, Fenghua vowed not to return to that kind of life.

Whether it is clothing or food, it is the best treasure in the world.

After trying the tongue of the imperial cuisine, and then eating these ordinary dishes, there are only four words: tasteless.

It's not as good as what the palace chef does, and it's not as good as what she does.

There was once a royal chef who joked that if she wasn't a princess, she would be a very good cook.

A few days ago in the hospital, the doctor's advice should not be stained with meat and greasy, and I could endure eating white porridge all day long, but when I came back, I said that the Manchu and Han feasts were good, and it was like this...... Spicy chicken.

Her Majesty was disappointed.

Xu Mu's worried eyes immediately looked over: "Nuonuo, what's the matter, are these dishes not to your liking?" ”

"It's full." Fenghua said expressionlessly.

In fact, unless she is willing, it is difficult for ordinary people to see the true emotions in her heart.

The gentleman's heart is unpredictable, that's the reason.

If you casually let people guess what the emperor is thinking, then the throne dragon chair under the seat may begin to waver......

Mother Xu said: "Just eat so much and be full? Nuno, you are already thin, and this hospitalization is even more painful, and you have lost a lot, so you should eat more. ”

Father Xu also meant: "Yes, Nuonuo, eat more good things to replenish your body." ”

Fenghua replied: "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat." ”

When Mother Xu heard this, she became worried: "Nuonuo, tell Mommy honestly, are you still ...... want to commit suicide?"

"You're thinking too much."

Her Majesty was very careless.

It was this perfunctory attitude that made Xu's mother more and more sure-

"It must be yes, Nuno, don't scare Mommy, you are stronger, maybe soon...... It won't take long to find the right heart for you! ”

Xu's mother's words are normal words for a mother to comfort her daughter who wants to commit suicide due to illness.

It's just that it makes people feel ...... She has something to say.

On the side, the young man who put down his chopsticks and sat at the dining table lowered his eyes and smiled.

Because she promised to stop eating because she had no appetite, because Xu's father and mother were worried that she was persuading......

He couldn't eat any more.

Otherwise, it seems too heartless.

The red lips curled slightly, and it was—the arc of mockery.

I just don't know......

To whom is this taunt addressed.

Promise, or ...... Mother Xu.

“…… Nuno, as long as you are obedient and don't think about suicide again, Mommy will promise you everything! Xu Mu said.

Her Majesty, who was originally in a lack of interest, heard this sentence and came to her senses slightly.

"Really, you can promise me anything?"

At this time, Mother Xu is naturally omnipotent, but the precondition is-

"As long as you don't do stupid things anymore."

Deal.

Fenghua said, "Okay, I'm going to school." ”

"Going to school ?!!"

Xu's father and mother couldn't help but be a little surprised, and even Xu Xu looked sideways.

Then, he was named.

The graceful white and slender fingers drew a graceful arc in mid-air, a little far away towards the young man.

In an irresistible tone, say.

"With him, one school, one class."

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Dear princesses, thanks for reading, and see you tomorrow!