Chapter 122: Chicken Soup
"The slave maid made the chicken soup stew in the small kitchen, and it is simmering on the stove." Huo Wu said, turned around and went outside the door, and told the little maid to bring the chicken soup prepared in the small kitchen.
Chenguang looked carefully at his face in the mirror, then patted his cheeks vigorously with both hands, puffed out his mouth and said sleepily:
"I went to Xiu Se Yuan, I feel so tired!"
She yawned heavily.
With one hand on her cheek, she smiled at the mirror and said:
"Xiu Seyuan is so interesting, next time I want to go by myself."
As he spoke, Huo Wu walked over with a cup of chicken soup in a green jade bowl and showed it to Chenguang.
Before he got closer, he smelled a strong aroma in the morning light, and his eyes were bright as he looked at the chicken soup.
Huo Wu held the chicken soup in front of her, and the morning light lifted the lid of the soup cup, poked her head over to take a closer look, and the milky white soup, rich, fragrant, delicious, and intoxicating aroma drilled into her nose, as if to seduce her.
Chenguang sniffed, leaned his face closer to the soup cup, and sniffed again.
She decided to give Xiao Yun a taste.
So she leaned her lips over and took a small sip.
Refreshing and delicious, mellow but not greasy.
Delicious!
She smiled and narrowed her eyes, then picked up the green jade bowl on the tray, raised her neck, drank a bowl of soup into it, licked her lips unsatisfied, and said to the fire:
"One more bowl!"
Huo Wu looked at her like a greedy cat, couldn't help laughing, and turned her head to call someone to bring the soup can.
Chenguang held the green jade bowl and drank three bowls in a row, feeling very satisfied, licking his lips like a cat, and even his smile became shining.
"Let's go serve another bowl of chicken soup, and we'll go see Xiao Run." Morninglight stood up and smiled at Fire Dance.
"Your Highness." Fire Dance called.
"Huh?"
"The chicken soup is gone."
Morninglight blinked, blinked, and licked her lips.
"Siba!" She suddenly shouted.
Si Ba came in, looking confused:
"What does Your Highness do?"
"You go out into the kitchen and see what soup you have, whatever you want, and bring back a bowl." Morning Light commands.
Si Ba went in a daze, and soon came back with a cup of soup and said, "The kitchen outside is cooking King Rong's dinner, and I cooked a pot of medicinal chicken soup, I brought it back, let them make something else." ”
Fortunately, it was also chicken soup, Chenguang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded appreciatively, worthy of her maid, and knew that she should immediately take the soup for herself without command.
Chenguang was very satisfied, and ordered Huo Wu to take the chicken soup and serve it, and the two of them went to Mochenju.
Mo Chenju was brightly lit, but it was unusually quiet.
As soon as Chenguang walked into the courtyard, he saw Fu Heng and Fu Li, who were kneeling at the steps of the main house with their heads hanging down and very depressed.
Glancing at them curiously, Chenguang didn't ask anything, bypassed them and went straight up the steps.
Huiwen, who was waiting under the porch, had already greeted her, greeted her in a proper manner, and called:
"Princess."
"How is Your Highness?" Chenguang asked.
"His Royal Highness is infected with a cold and is resting, the imperial doctor has seen it during the day, there is no major problem, the princess can rest assured." Edwin replied softly.
Chenguang nodded and walked to the door.
Huiwen knew that His Royal Highness favored the princess, and she didn't dare to stop it, but when the curtain was raised, she raised her voice and reported to the indoor communication:
"Your Highness, the princess is here."
Chenguang entered the main room, bypassed the screen and came to the inner bedroom, Shen Run was sitting on the bed with his clothes draped and reading a book, his already white face was as pale as paper, and he was injured internally at first glance, and the imperial doctor during the day must have been found by him to fool the emperor.
However, Chenguang was not worried, because she didn't use all her strength to beat him, and he wouldn't die.
She poked her head out from behind the screen and softly called out, "Xiao Run." ”
Shen Run put down the book, looked up at her, and smiled warmly.
"Xiao Run, what's wrong with you?" Chenguang furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and asked worriedly, her voice was glutinous, and she seemed to be about to cry.
She rubbed over, stood in front of the bed, looked at him with teary eyes, and asked with concern in a weeping voice:
"Xiaorun, you don't matter, right? Your face is so pale! ”
Shen Run smiled comfortingly at her: "Don't worry, it's just that it's cold, it's okay to take a rest." ”
"You're a liar! Your face doesn't look like you're infected with the wind and cold at all, Xiao Run, you lied to me! Chenguang flattened his lips, glared at him, and complained in an aggrieved voice.
Shen Run looked at her like she was about to cry, his heart softened, he smiled and held her hand, pinched it, and said:
"I didn't lie to you, it's really just a cold, it doesn't matter."
"Really?" Morning Light asked confirmatively.
"Really." Shen Run nodded in agreement.
Chenguang was relieved at this time, sat on the edge of the bed with his strength to hold her, looked at him, and said:
"Xiao Run, you have to get better quickly!"
Shen Run's heart warmed and nodded at her.
Chenguang became happy, took the green jade bowl from Huo Wu's hand, and said with a smile: "Xiao Run, I asked people to cook chicken soup, it's delicious, I'll feed you!" ”
After that, without waiting for Shen Run's consent, he held the green jade bowl in one hand, picked up the spoon in the other, scooped a spoonful of chicken soup, and handed it to Shen Run's lips.
Chenguang took the rare initiative, and Shen Run didn't want to ruin her interest, even though she held the spoon extremely low, and it was not in the same area as his lips at all, he still reluctantly lowered it and drank a spoonful of chicken soup into it.
Medicinal chicken soup, the taste is very strange, he frowned:
"There's a medicinal herb in it?"
"Hmm!" Chenguang nodded, scooped another spoonful to his mouth, and said with a smile, "This is medicinal chicken soup, it is very replenishing, Xiaorun is sick, and he needs to make up for it." ”
"What herbs did you put in?" Shen Run didn't like the smell very much, and asked with a frown.
"...... "Who knows what herbs are put in the kitchen," ginseng. She replied with a smile.
"Why don't you smell ginseng?"
“…… This is medicinal chicken soup, which is good for the body. Chenguang emphasized with a smile, and forcefully shoved a spoonful of chicken broth into his mouth.
While Shen Run was puzzled that the medicinal chicken soup did not put the ginseng she said, she was still thinking in her heart that her arm could be raised.
Chenguang fed Shen Run a small half bowl of chicken soup, and then she began to frown, and then her eyebrows became tighter and tighter.
"Run." She called suddenly.
Shen Run looked at her suspiciously.
"My hands are sore." Chenguang cried and said in an aggrieved voice.
Shen Run couldn't laugh or cry.
"I'll drink it myself." He took the soup bowl.
Chenguang was very happy, bent his eyebrows, looked at him, and said sweetly: "Xiaorun, you have to drink it all." ”
Her smile was sparkling like honey.
Such a smile can melt Shen Run's heart.
He smiled, and without a spoon, picked up the bowl and drank the remaining half bowl in one gulp.
Chenguang felt that he looked quite heroic when he drank the soup, a little different from his usual warm and jade-like him.
She looked at him with a smirk.
Shen Run put down the soup bowl and looked down at her, just in time to see her little face trapped in the shadow of the lamp, the shadow was half on her face, and her shining eyes were also sunk into the dark, and suddenly looked at each other, and for a moment, Shen Run suddenly felt that those eyes were inexplicably familiar.
His heart pounded.
He became serious, stared into her eyes, and unconsciously reached out his hand, covering the lower half of her face.