When Jimo Qinghe arrived, it was such a spring color, the pale pink gauze shirt was hung on the ground at will, the eyebrows and nose were beautiful, the warm afternoon sun shone on her face, and her complexion was crystal clear, and the sleeping salary was less powerful on weekdays, more like a girl from a family who did not know the world, with a beautiful complexion and a clean dust.

"Left ......"

The servant on the side saluted in a low voice, and Mo Qinghe made a silent expression.

He slowly walked to Ji Xin's side, took off his wide-sleeved robe and gently covered Ji Xin's body, and after doing it, he also sat on the ground, looking at Ji Xin and looking at this Qianxun Pool, at this time, Ji Mo Qing and full of warmth, like stolen time, as beautiful and precious.

He woke up to the smell of food.

"Qinghe?"

Jimo Qinghe was gently fanning the small stove on the stone table with a small fan, and when he saw Ji Xin wake up, he put down the fan and walked to Ji Xin and squatted down.

"Your Majesty."

He naturally stretched out his hand to help Ji Xin up, but Ji Xin was a little numb in his legs because of sitting for a long time, and he stumbled into Ji Mo Qinghe's arms.

Feeling the warm embrace of the person in front of him, Ji Xin suddenly froze.

seemed to feel the stiffness of the salary, that is, Mo Qinghe laughed softly, and the salary suddenly settled down, since everyone's intentions were already clear, these little things, there is nothing to be shy about.

She grabbed Jimo Qinghe's shirt and stood up straight. Then let go.

"Is there something wrong with Qinghe's coming today?"

As she spoke, she looked at the steaming little stove, something so fragrant.

Ji Mo Qinghe had a smile in his eyes.

"The king's vitality was greatly injured this time, and the minister made some medicinal food to make up for the king."

He opened the lid of the stove and was greeted by an enticing aroma.

"Qinghe is really, often surprising."

Ji Xin sat down, waited for Ji Mo Qinghe to serve a bowl for himself with one hand on his cheek, Ji Mo Qinghe with a pampering in his eyes, picked up the bowl and handed it to Ji Xin.

"It's good."

The auditor nodded.

The ink is clear and the smile is deeper.

"The king must have included a general under his command this time, and this medicinal diet should be regarded as a congratulatory gift to the king."

The spoon in Ji Xin's hand stopped, and she glanced up at Jimo Qinghe.

"Qinghe knows everything."

"When the minister came, she happened to meet Ling Yin, her face was full of ambition and pride, except for the king, the minister couldn't think of a second person who could do this."

Ji Xin picked up the spoon and took a few more bites of medicinal food.

"This king promised her that if she could gain the support of the Heze garrison as a woman, she would let her take the position of Old General Ling."

Her nimble eyes turned wisely, revealing a bit of mischievousness.

"Why is King Qinghe Zhiben like this?"

That is, ink and eyebrows.

"The first is to get rid of her heart disease, so that Ling Yin will not be coerced because of this matter after becoming a general, which will endanger her stability. The second is that it is not only the king's order, but also to give a heavy trust, if this matter is done, then it is Wang Enhao, if this matter is not successful, Heze will have new generals, no one dares to have a beak. ”

"The unequaled prince is really the unequaled son, Qinghe understands the king's mind so well, it's really ......"

The salary inspector did not go on.

But Jimo Qinghe immediately understood the deep meaning.

"Minister, follow the king forever."

"This king really doesn't dare to let you go again."

Ji Xin picked up the bowl and chuckled.

"The medicinal diet is so good, it's a pity not to do more for this king."

It was already dusk when Jimo Qinghe returned to the mansion that day, and he instructed Xiao Jin to sort the herbs and refine the effectiveness of the herbs in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Childe, does the king like today's medicinal food?"

Yidong asked, standing aside from the side.

"Good."

Ji Mo Qinghe was holding a blade of grass in his hand, and his tone was a little brisk.

"That's good, it's not in vain that Fei Gongzi has put so much effort into it, the good medicine is bitter, and most of the herbs for strengthening the body are not very delicious, and it takes a lot of thought to integrate the medicine into the ingredients."

That is, Moqing and Qing smiled lightly.

Xiao Jin walked over with the newly sorted herbs.

"Childe, you do these for the king, Xiao Jin understands, but Xiao Jin doesn't understand, why do you have to choose today?"

Instant ink clearing and turning.

"Because I need her, I care."