Chapter 91 Acting

"Madame, did you come to see Childe so early?" Early in the morning, Youxiang just opened the door and walked around the yard to move, and saw the prime minister's wife walk in with someone.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Youxiang picking flower dew in the yard, I heard that it was deliberately for Murong Qiufeng's treatment, and I immediately appreciated it again, and the more I looked, the more satisfied I became, this girl not only has outstanding appearance, but also has a good conduct, but also talent, and most importantly, cares enough about Feng'er.

If Youxiang knew what she was thinking, she would definitely roll her eyes and be speechless, can I not care, if he loses even a single hair, I will have to peel off my skin, don't be busy when you are old, Murong Qiufeng may not have a relationship with women in his life.

However, seeing that Mrs. is so attentive, Youxiang also feels that the prince is unscrupulous, and abducts a pure man from a good family, so that the parents have no grandchildren to hug.

"Hehe, Xiaoxiang, why do you get up so early, just let the next person do such things, the girl's family should have a good rest."

"Huh." Yuxiang smiled awkwardly, "I usually need to do these things myself, I don't feel at ease when others do it, by the way, Childe is estimated to be up now, I'll take a look." ”

"Eh, no, no, I got some tonic soup, you can drink it later, I'm going to the Buddhist temple today to pray for incense, and Feng'er will take care of it." The prime minister's wife smiled and grabbed Youxiang's somewhat cold hand and patted it, thinking that the more this daughter-in-law looked at it (10),.. The more satisfied.

The corners of Yuxiang's mouth stiffened a little with a smile, took the tray, and watched the three of them leave, "Madame, go slowly." ”

Then he lowered his head and smelled the tonic soup, and immediately gasped, and then couldn't help but snicker, this prime minister's wife seems to want to hug her grandson as soon as possible, this tonic soup is no less powerful than ordinary aphrodisiacs, if Murong Qiufeng drinks it, it is estimated that the prince will peel her skin if he knows it.

Sighing, he took the tonic soup and wanted to find a place to dump it, but suddenly, his eyes squinted, his pupils turned, a strange smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and walked towards Murong Qiufeng's room.

Murong Qiufeng has a habit, after getting up in the morning to freshen up, he must read a book for a while to clear his mind, and then practice his sword for a while, at this moment he should be reading a book, just now the prime minister's wife came he obviously knew but didn't come out, it seems that he is also afraid.

Pushing the door in, he saw Murong Qiufeng reading a book.

The corners of Youxiang's mouth hooked, and she walked over with the soup, and said in a greasy tone, "Hehe, Feng, this is the tonic soup that my aunt specially stewed for us, do you want to drink it?" ”

The corners of Murong Qiufeng's mouth twitched, and he looked at Youxiang in astonishment, looking like he knew her for the first time, and smelling the smell of the soup, the corners of his eyes also twitched, and he looked at Youxiang for some reason.

Youxiang glanced out of the corner of her eyes, then winked at him, and said two words silently: Acting!

Murong Qiufeng frowned slightly, he didn't know why, but he also cooperated with Youxiang, and said softly, "Oh, then you drink it first, I'll drink it later." Murong Qiufeng's voice itself was gentle, and this softness was even more gentle.

Youxiang couldn't help but smile, but her voice was even softer, "Aunt has ordered, I want you to drink it quickly, come, otherwise you read your book, I'll feed you, ah, open your mouth, be careful not to drip into your hands." ”

Murong Qiufeng didn't say anything more, and there was only the faint chuckle and the sound of porcelain tinkling in the room.

Murong Qiufeng raised his eyebrows, looking at Youxiang with some amusement as he spoke in a greasy tone, while slowly feeding the bowl of soup to the little pine tree on the table spoonful by spoonful, and as soon as he turned his eyes, he also noticed that there was a strange aura outside.

But he only thought that his mother had sent someone to watch, but he didn't think much about it, but he just smiled helplessly.

Youxiang suddenly rolled her eyes, put down the bowl, and then walked towards Murong Qiufeng, "Oh, Feng, why is your body so hot, is it a fever, you see, they all said to let you recuperate, don't get up so early, come, lie on the bed, ah, don't pull your clothes, I'll help you take them off, why are you so strange, ah, what are you doing, let go of me." As he spoke, he pushed Murong Qiufeng to the edge of the bed and sat down, putting down the curtains.

"Hmm~ It's really hot, Xiaoyou, you're so cold."

"Hmm~ I hate it, don't touch it, you don't take off my clothes, ah~ Kaede, I haven't gotten married yet, now, um, it's not good."

"I will be responsible, and in a while I will propose marriage to the prince and ask him to marry you to me."

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Murong Qiufeng's eyes widened, and he looked at Youxiang squatting on the side of the bed alone and talking to herself, she didn't expect that she could imitate other people's voices so similarly, but he always felt a little uncomfortable, that voice sounded really like he was talking, the gentle humming made his face a little red, and he couldn't help but think of whether the voice was the same when there were some oolong incidents with Shangguan Ye, and his face was lost.

Youxiang saw that Murong Qiufeng suddenly held his forehead, his face was red and white, and he sighed secretly, the prince is so innocent, Murong Qiufeng has been trained for so long, and he is still so innocent. When will I be able to eat it?

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door, and a voice that was a little eager and pretended to be calm sounded softly, "Childe, my lord invites Miss Yuxiang to go." ”

Yuka raised her eyebrows, a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Murong Qiufeng frowned slightly, then pursed his lips, glanced at Youxiang with a little smile, as if he was feeling emotion and praise.

Being glanced at by Murong Qiufeng so meaningfully, Youxiang's heart skipped a beat, and she scolded secretly in her heart, what a demon, and then hurriedly turned her head and lifted the curtain and walked out, and hurriedly opened the door, "Why did Xiangye invite me in." ”

There was an ordinary-looking maid standing at the door, about fifteen years old, when she saw Youxiang coming out, she was stunned at first, and then a cold light flashed in the depths of her eyes, but she hurriedly lowered her head and shook her head, "I don't know, Xiangye only said that the situation is serious, please enter the palace." ”

Youxiang's face was still a little red at the moment because of Murong Qiufeng's glance, her eyes were a little embarrassed and unnatural, and the collar was deliberately messed up by her, so she couldn't help others think of it, this effect was even better than deliberately pretending.

Youxiang looked at the maid, hooked her lips and chuckled, turned her head to the inside and said, "Childe, you have a good rest, Xiao You will come when she goes." So saying, he went out, and after saying to the maid, he went to his room to get the medicine box, and followed her away.

It's just that at this moment, there is no one in Murong Qiufeng's room, the window on one side is open, the cold wind blows the small pine on the table, and the leaves tremble slightly.

Yuxiang looked at the maid who had been walking behind with her head down, hooked the corners of her mouth and asked, "Why did you keep your head down and be careful of bumping into it." ”

The maid hurriedly raised her head, but it was a little unnatural, and asked in a low voice, "Miss and our son-in-law have a really good relationship, will Miss become a young lady in the future?" ”

"Well, this, maybe." Yuka replied a little shyly.

The maid suddenly stopped and screamed, "Ah, miss, don't move, you have bugs on your shoulder."

The corners of Youxiang's mouth twitched, and she scolded secretly, Zhao Xiru is brain-dead, and he dares to say such an idiot's excuse.