"Really?" I don't believe it at night.

"It's more true than pearls, you wait, I'll serve it to you."

“

The pink shadow left, and soon came back with a bowl of medicinal porridge, which was already cold and a little mushy, but it was faintly visible that the ingredients in it were all made of precious medicinal materials.

"The first time I boiled porridge, I didn't have a good grasp of the heat, but I could barely drink it.

“

"The porridge is cold.

Ye Jinghan's face improved slightly.

His bowl is mushy, but Ye Feng's bowl is not, could it be that this bowl is really her first time boiling porridge?

"It's good when it's cold, hot porridge is more hot throat, I deliberately blow it cold, can you taste it?"

“

Qingfeng pouted, "The porridge is all paste, the master is noble, how can he drink the porridge that has been mush."

“

Gu Chu Nuan protested solemnly, "Your master's identity is noble, he turned his hands over the clouds and rain, and he couldn't drink what kind of medicinal porridge he wanted, but this bowl was made by me personally, the courtesy is light and affectionate, do you understand."

“

The breeze vomits blood.

The third lady is clearly looking for a reason to send the master, and she is right.

He absolutely guaranteed that this bowl of medicinal porridge could not have been boiled for the master personally.

With the wisdom of the master, it is absolutely impossible to believe it, let alone drink it.

His thoughts had just flashed, but he saw Ye Jinghan pick up the spoon, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he actually ...... I actually took a sip.

Belch......

The master drinks porridge?

This......

Messy in the breeze.

The snowfall was also stunned.

What surprised them again was that the master not only took a sip, but also took several sips, and said in a mouth that was not salty or light.

"This medicinal porridge is really boiled by you for this king personally?"

"Then for sure, the people of the palace have seen it, if you don't believe it, you can ask them.

“

Gu Chunuan sat in front of him, looked at him with his chin propped up, and asked tentatively, "Lord Wang, is it delicious?" “

"A bowl of porridge, what's so delicious.

“

Cut......

It's not delicious, and you still drink the whole bowl?

Tsundere.

Death to save face.

"This king looks at Ye Feng's bowl is good, tomorrow morning you will have Ye Feng's share, and then boil another bowl for this king.

“

Gu Chunuan's smile froze, "Lord Wang, I am very poor and have no money to buy ingredients."

“

"Didn't you just say that Ye Feng's bowl was just an ordinary medicinal porridge? If it's so ordinary, why spend too much money? Still is...... You don't want to boil? “

The breeze and snow held back a smile.

They knew that the master could not be so easily deceived.

Millennial Ice and Fire Seed, Millennial Snow Lotus, Millennial Fire Ganoderma lucidum, this is not an ordinary medicinal material.

Gu Chu's warm eyebrows were angry.

This dead tsundere, just run around to eat, and even want to rub her poor.

Suppressing his anger, Gu Chunuan pulled out a pure and honest smile, "It's just a bowl of medicinal porridge, the prince wants to drink the concubine body and boil it for you at any time, but you are recently in the period of detoxification, it is not advisable to make up for it, otherwise the qi and blood will surge, affecting the poison, isn't the concubine body for you?" “

Ye Jinghan's hand holding the spoon paused slightly.

Concubines?

This little girl really thinks of Ye Feng more seriously than him.

"It's okay, this king has been severely poisoned for many years, and he has always felt that his qi and blood are insufficient recently, so he should make up for it.

“

"If you want to detoxify, you can't make up for it.

“

"This king has been poisoned for 20 years, and he doesn't care about detoxification for a while, before detoxification, he still has to make up for his body, so as not to be unbearable and hang up.

“

Under the mask of the night scene, the corners of his mouth are raised, as if he is smiling but not smiling, making people unable to understand his emotions.

Gu Chunuan couldn't wait to tear off his face.

"Ye Feng's bowl of medicinal porridge, it's just an ordinary bowl of porridge, it can't make up for the body.

“

"It's okay, this king just happened to want to drink that bowl of porridge.

“