The queen's vest fell off, I picked it up for you

Chapter 14 [14] The Pride of the Emperor
"Your Majesty, are you so stingy, why don't you just borrow your weapon? Isn't this concubine just to make you a delicious noodle?"

Yun Mumu comforted the traumatized tyrant with a smile.

"I don't want to eat, take it away." The man turned his head to the other side.

He said that he would not eat, but his stomach turned over and he let out a cry.

"Ahem...uh..." He pretended to cough, trying to cover up his borborygmi with the sound of coughing.

Why does a bowl of noodles with clear soup and little water smell so delicious?
"Your Majesty, are you sure you don't want to eat?" Yun Mumu sat beside him with a noodle bowl in hand.

Some white mist floated on the steaming face.

Yun Mumu blew gently, and the white mist dispersed, revealing Yun Mumu's charming face.

Duan Yihuang looked at him, his throat rolled, he swallowed and said, "If I say I won't eat, get out."

"The emperor won't eat it, but the concubine will eat it." After speaking, Yun Mumu picked up a few white jade chopsticks, and then sucked them into his sandalwood mouth.

He smacked his lips, "Oh...so hot..."

"Burning you to death." The man sneered.

Yun Mumu turned to look at the man, and the man quickly shifted his gaze, pretending not to care and not wanting to eat.

"Does the emperor want to eat?" Yun Mumu asked kindly.

Duan Yihuang turned his head to the other side, and used the back of his head to show Yun Mumu the arrogance of an emperor.

Not to mention a bowl of noodles, he doesn't even want to drink a mouthful of soup.

Just don't admit it.

But my stomach growled again.

Yun Mumu didn't laugh at him either, and continued to comfort him with nice words: "Your Majesty, you can just eat something, this concubine's cooking is even more delicious than what they sent, don't you believe me, you can try it?"

She brought another bowl of clean noodles and brought it to Duan Yihuang.

Duan Yihuang's face was red and tense, the imperial arrogance did not allow him to bow his head to the evil forces, "I won't eat it."

Yun Mumu thought for a while, and then continued: "The emperor really doesn't want to eat it, so the concubine should serve it to King Jing to eat. After all, the stove is a gift from him."

The man's head never turned.

It seems that this trick will not work.

"Your majesty, eat something. If you die of starvation, then Qianqian's finger marriage will be up to the concubine to do as she pleases."

"you dare."

Sure enough, the man turned his head angrily when he heard Qianqian's name.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that Yun Mumu had put the noodle bowl almost touching his mouth.

A scent of noodles penetrated into his nose, and his mouth was so fragrant that he quickly secreted saliva.

Yun Mumu didn't speak, but nodded to him with wide eyes.

Duan Yihuang stared at her with a red face, her eyes were always as clear as the clear water of a lake, bottomless.

In fact, she is not that bad, she has done so much, just to let herself have a bite of noodles.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

It made his heart feel warmer than this bowl of noodles.

Yun Mumu smiled, then took a satin pillow, stuffed it on Duan Yihuang's head, lowered his head, and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

He began to use chopsticks to pick up the noodles little by little, and slowly fed Duan Yihuang.

At this moment, Duan Yihuang is also like a lion that has been tamed all this time, obediently eating the noodles fed by Yunmumu one bite at a time.

Since being paralyzed a year ago, Duan Yihuang has been fed by others for every meal.

But it was the first time that Yunmumu fed him.

(End of this chapter)