Guarding Yunnan Yue's side, Yejun Jue raised his hand, and his slender and beautiful fingers gently outlined her cheeks.

"That's why you've always refused to let the king see the children?"

There is a little more tenderness in the magnetic and low Mandarin.

Yejun absolutely understood that what he did back then hurt Yunnan Yue, and even set up a demonic shadow in her heart.

Nanyue, give this king a chance, and this king will treat you and the child well.

Looking at the sleeping face in front of him, Yejun leaned forward and wanted to kiss the corner of Yunnan Yue's lips.

Who knows, it is PA that is ushered in

gpa

g two punches.

"Nanyue, don't hit your eyes next time."

"Okay, next time I'll directly abolish the little Nine Emperor Uncle of the Nine Emperor Uncles."

“……”

Ignoring the night monarch, Yunnan Yue stretched her waist, and she slept quite comfortably, except for some stomach pain.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

Sensing the discomfort shown by Yunnan Yue, Yejun guessed that it might be because he vomited too much.

"Wait a while, this king will make porridge for you."

Yejun forcibly pressed Yunnan Yue, who was sitting up, back on the chaise longue and ordered Yunnan Yue to wait for him.

He remembered that there was a popular saying among the people that if you want to keep a person's heart, you have to grab a person's stomach.

In order to eliminate the gap between the two, a certain prince decided to make a bowl of love rice porridge for the child, starting from the simplest little things, and gradually moved Yunnan Yue.

The time for a cup of tea passed.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Two quarters of an hour on time, there was a knock on the door of the study.

He Dong looked at Yunnan Yue with a chicken nest on his head, and there was no resentment of new hatred and old hatred in his eyes, but only the urgency of praying for the savior to save people from fire and water.

"Little widow, please, now you are the only one who can stop the prince!"

“？”

Night King's Mansion, kitchen.

Before I even stepped into the kitchen area, I saw thick black smoke roaring into the sky like an evil dragon.

There were even more indescribable noises in my ears.

The guards gathered around the kitchen were even more as if they had been bombarded, either their faces were gray and black, or their hair was blown up, and those who didn't know thought that the Night King's Mansion had bought Kunlun slaves.

At this time, from the black smoke, a figure standing between heaven and earth walked forward, majestic and calm.

He has a bare and strong upper body, with perfect pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, vest line, and mermaid line.

He was so handsome that even the gods were jealous of his face with a confident and gentle smile.

He's holding a bowl.

"This king has boiled white rice porridge for you, try it while it's hot."

“……”

Yunnan Yue raised her head, her phoenix eyes raised, and her gaze wandered back and forth between Ye Jun Jue and the jade bowl in his hand.

How to describe it.

She felt that she was the inner monkey in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, as long as she ate the porridge that Yejun boiled, she would definitely be able to refine her eyes.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, I guess your main business is the prince, and your side business should be a seasoned alchemist."

White rice porridge?

Forgive her for being clumsy, she couldn't see the white rice porridge in the jade bowl at all.

The black and bright rice grains are bubbling with the red light of the charcoal fire, and when the wind blows, the sparks go straight up from the bottom of the bowl.

If this is boring, the nine-tailed fox with nine lives will die thoroughly.

Talent.

A person who can make a bowl of porridge and sacrifice his own kitchen to the sky, and by the way, refine a Dan is really a peerless genius in the world.

"Nanyue, this is the first time this king has boiled porridge, you will be sad if you don't eat this king."

"The prince is injured, I don't want to die."