Chapter 57: Do You Think Your Highness Is Rarely Here?
Before the words fell, Ming Ruohan on the side nodded, put a little hot soup and brought it to Leng Miqian's mouth and fed it gently, "Don't drink too much soup, there are still dishes on the table waiting for you to eat." β
"Okay." Leng Miqian nodded, and he was not polite, "................ I'm also going to eat fish. β
Ming Ruohan looked at the fish on the table and shook his head, "The fish is spicy, it will leave a scar if you eat it, why don't you eat some chicken first, and then I will order someone to cook fish for you at night?" β
Leng Miqian thought for a while, "It's okay." β
"Eat some hibiscus miscellaneous to nourish your stomach."
"Okay."
β............. There is also steamed eggs with lotus paste, which is also very good for whitening the skin. β
"That's more."
"And ............."
On this side of the table, the two of them asked, answered, fed and fed, whether it was hot;
On the other side of the table, Xuan Che's eyes almost rolled to the sky.
What's more, whenever he wants to raise chopsticks to pick up vegetables, Ming Ruohan will be the first to feed people.
Once or twice, he thought it was a coincidence........
But after many times, his complexion began to become unkind.
Finally, after the dishes under the chopsticks were snatched away by Ming Ruohan again, Xuan Che slapped the table heavily and shouted to the two people on the other side of the table, "Hey, hey, do you want me to eat?!" Anyway, I've just spoken to you, so why don't you allow me to eat?!! β
"It's not like you haven't eaten in the house, are you embarrassed to grab vegetables and eat with Xiaoqian?" Ming Ruohan glanced faintly.
"............ I rob? What did I rob! She ate all this dish, and I didn't even get a mouthful of soup!! β
"You've been here for so long, it's time to go home, Ah Liu, send off guests." Ming Ruohan was too lazy to deal with Xuan Che, and as soon as the words fell, Ah Liu's figure appeared at the door.
"What do you want Ah Liu to do!" When Xuan Che heard this, he jumped up from the stool, with a vigilant look of wariness of Ah Liu, and turned back to Ming Ruohan and said, "........... His Royal Highness didn't want him to send it, and His Highness himself was not without feet! β
"Slow down and don't send it." Ming Ruohan glanced up faintly.
"You ............" Xuan Che looked angry and didn't dare to speak, "........... Think it's rare for His Highness to come here? Let's go! β
After saying that, he turned around and walked outside the house, just stepped out of the door and suddenly thought of something, hurriedly retracted his steps, looked out of the house vigilantly, and then looked at Ming Ruohan in the house, ".................. The second brother will let me do it at the whole fish banquet, you be careful. β
Ming Ruohan looked at Xuan Che at the door when he heard this, and nodded seriously, "Okay." β
Prime Minister's Mansion, a long winding stone path.
"Young Master, are you going to die now?" Hearing that the eldest young master was going out, the old housekeeper ran out of breath and stopped Li Mo, who was about to go out.
"What's wrong, Uncle Li?" Li Mo looked at the sweaty old man in front of him, and his face was a little puzzled.
Uncle Li's face was full of difficulties, "Young Master, it's late at night now, and it's inevitable that the road to the Son's Mansion will be a little unsafe, why don't you go before dawn?" β
Li Mo was silent for a moment when he heard this, looked at the note he was holding in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help frowning, "Let Uncle Li worry, but I have to go tonight." β
"Young master, the old slave promised the red mother to take good care of you! If something happens to you, how can I explain to her when I go down in the future?! Uncle Li thought of Hong's mother's entrustment before she died, and his heart was sour. That person treats Li Mo as his own, even if he is poisoned and dying, he is still worried about Li Mo's future situation.
"Uncle Li.............." Hearing Uncle Li mention his nurse Hongma, Li Mo felt a pain in his heart.
"The eldest young master will listen to Uncle Li this time, and when it dawns tomorrow, the old slave will prepare a carriage for your young master and set off early, okay?"
"This ............." Li Mo looked down at the note in his hand, his face flushed with difficulty.
"If the eldest young master still wants to go out, then the old slave will also follow." Uncle Li is also a tough temper.
"Okay, okay," Li Mo hurriedly waved his hand, "........... If I don't go, I'll go again tomorrow morning, okay? β
"Really?" Uncle Li squinted at him, looking incredulous.
"Nature is true." Li Mo nodded.
"The old slave sent the eldest young master back to the house." Uncle Li didn't dare to take it lightly, for fear that the person in front of him would sneak out when he turned around.
Li Mo smiled dumbly when he saw this, and without explaining much, he took the lead in front of Uncle Li and returned to his garden.
When I entered the house, I thought that Uncle Li would leave, but I didn't think that Uncle Li seemed to have palpitations, so he insisted on ordering his subordinates to wash himself and leave until midnight.
Li Mo, who was lying on the bed, was extremely helpless, and spread out the note hidden under the pillow by the moonlight outside the window, and his mood suddenly became flustered again.
I saw that the note was impressively writtenββββ
"Leng Luo is not dead, he is hiding in the Han Shizi Mansion as a maid."
Following.
Mingruo House.
Youyou woke up from the bed, Leng Miqian sat on the edge of the bed and slowly woke up, his eyes slowly swept over the burned place on his arm, his eyes that were still sleepy suddenly widened, and he sat up straight on the bed with excitement.
..........?!!
Leng Miqian's eyes were filled with shock, and his right hand kept touching his left arm, and he couldn't believe that the place where he was burned yesterday was not only painless, but even the red mark had become pale and pale.
Leng Miqian couldn't help but be surprised, in modern times, she often suffered from injuries due to tasks, which flesh injury didn't heal slowly after ten days and half a month?
Even if it was a burn like yesterday's, it would take three or four days to do ice treatment and photon physiotherapy in modern times!
How could it be like this in just one night?