Chapter Seventy-Six: Are You Embarrassed?

The result of the doctor's diagnosis and treatment was the same as her conjecture, and her daughter was poisoned by Heituo.

Her body trembled, looking at her daughter who was lying on the bed silently, she suddenly panicked in her heart, and hurriedly pulled Qinghuan: "Quick, you go to that old Taoist to ask for an antidote, ...... quickly"

Qinghuan nodded hurriedly and ran out.

Qian Xianglan sat at the head of the bed weakly, looking at the black spreading out of her daughter's face, and couldn't stop hating in her heart!

In Yunshang Pavilion, the two men sat at the table, looking at the exquisite dishes on the table, and didn't want to let each other.

Feng Yuanche put a large piece of fried meat with bamboo shoots into his mouth, chewed it heavily, swallowed it, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "My cousin is not only beautiful, but also has excellent cooking skills, this same material is much more delicious than the imperial chef in the palace." ”

Shen Qian was silent, still eating elegantly, but there was an undercurrent flashing in his eyes.

When there was still the last piece of salty crispy chicken left on the plate, Feng Yuanche hurriedly made a move, but he was taken the lead by Shen Qianjue and sandwiched it into his mouth.

He angrily threw his chopsticks on the table, and glared at the person opposite with hatred: "You eat the dishes made by your cousin every day, and you rob me of it, you, you are simply not human......"

Shen Qianjue picked up Juan Pa and wiped the corners of his mouth: "My woman, it's good to let you come over and eat together, if you are not convinced, you can leave immediately now." ”

He pointed to the door with chopsticks, what can you do with me? It made Feng Yuanche's teeth itch with hatred, "This is my cousin's reward for me, you are the one who should go!" ”

In the whole room, there were just the two of them, but they were full of gunpowder, "I said Hades, you are twenty-eight years old, and you are still pretending to be tender and deceiving the little girl, are you embarrassed?" ”

Feng Yuanche looked at his thunderous appearance, smiled maliciously, he was not polite, he directly picked up the chopsticks and ate a few other plates, the same taste was good, and he ate deliciously.

However, Shen Qianjue paused, his face appeared unhappy, he suddenly thought that day she said that she liked the current self, if she knew that she was actually twelve years older than her, would she still allow herself to be by her side?

Taking advantage of his stunnedness, Feng Yuanche was unceremonious, he started very quickly, ate quickly, and drank deliciously, completely losing the appearance of the handsome boy in the past, as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost.

When Feng Nuanyang walked in with the tray again, the table had already been swept away, "These are the last two plates." She had thought there would be a lot left, after all, she was working for four people.

Feng Yuanche directly moved the two plates in front of him and began to eat.

Feng Nuanyang sat down and looked at the immortal who didn't move his chopsticks: "But the dish is not appetizing?" ”

Feng Yuanche raised his head to drink, only inhaled comfortably, listening to his cousin's worried voice, he smiled and waved his hand, and gave a thumbs up, "Cousin, don't worry about him, your cooking skills are better than the imperial chef, he is in a bad mood now, it's not that the things are not delicious." ”

He fed a big chopsticks and a big chopsticks to his mouth, his face was flushed with joy, he was originally good, he was dressed in brocade clothes, and his posture and demeanor were even better.

Feng Nuanyang was stunned for a moment, but there was a sudden pain in her thigh, and she hurriedly reached out to hold the messy hand and glared at the culprit.

"Cousin, your cooking skills are so good, I am very satisfied with my food today, I wonder if I will have the opportunity to enjoy these in the future?" Feng Yuanche didn't know the tension between the two people under the table, he put down the wine glass, and a smile spread in his eyes: "Can I still come in the future?" ”