The queen doubled up again

Chapter 42 Can You Feed Me?
"Han, what do you think?" Duan Zhang looked at Leng Muhan, who was silent.

"If you want to destroy this spirit fighting conference, where will you start?" Leng Muhan asked casually.

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Besides, in Meiyuan, as expected by Lingjiu, Shaolei really refused to give up and flew to the roof despite his injuries.

As far as he said, now that Meiyuan's secret guards have withdrawn, the prince is not here, and he is still injured, the Northern Shadow Spirit Vulture must be at its weakest defense, and it is most likely to reveal its flaws at this time!

The ghost old man watched Shaolei sneaking around on the roof openly, touched his chin, and smiled sinisterly.

This kid has teamed up with others to bully the little baby. He hasn't even asked him to settle the score yet. He really dares to send it to his door automatically again!I'd be sorry if I didn't play with him!

The old ghost man rubbed his hands excitedly, and then only heard a loud bang. Shaolei rolled off the roof and fell to the ground.

The wounds that had just healed on his body tore open instantly, and blood oozed out. He hissed in pain, and couldn't make a sound for a while. The tragedy didn't stop there, and then he saw someone next to him. A big tree suddenly broke in the middle.

Shaolei used all his strength to roll to the side. At this moment, the big tree fell on the ground where he was originally lying. He was so frightened that he swallowed hard. He almost died in this Meiyuan!

But the sad thing is that he didn't know what was going on, so he just pretended that he accidentally fell down and broke the tree when he accidentally fell down.

Although he clearly felt pushed down by someone in his memory, and he didn't seem to have touched a tree, but is this possible?There's no one around!Could it be that he has seen a ghost?
The ghost old man held his mouth in boredom. It was really not enough for him to play with. It happened like this in two strokes. It was really weak!too weak!
Two hours later, the burning pain all over her body made Lingqiu's face pale. She almost fainted several times. The sweat on her forehead was like rain, making her hair and face wet.

But every time he thought of Mu Han, Lingjiu forced himself to wake up, repeating this process until the dark elements suddenly surged in his body.

The Vulture felt that her mind suddenly went blank, as if she had been emptied of everything, and her whole body became lighter, and the sense of pain was cut off as her intelligence was closed.

She also seemed to see subtle changes in the dark spirit roots in her body, which seemed to be thicker and darker.

Adjacent to it is the withered fighting spirit root.But at this moment, it also began to reorganize at a speed visible to the naked eye. The only difference was that it looked like a pile of flesh and blood.

It wasn't until evening that the Vulture regained his sanity, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

The spiritual energy in his body seemed to be much fuller, but the pain in his body had not completely dissipated. Huo wanted to step forward to help him, but as soon as he touched the spirit vulture, the spirit vulture was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. In the end, he had to stand aside and watch. The vulture got up with difficulty.

The spirit vulture hooked her lips. She thought she would have to pay some price, but she didn't expect it would be so painful. It seemed that it would be inappropriate to go into the blood pool again in the near future. But when she thought of the fighting spirit root in her body, the spirit vulture felt extremely happy. few.

Before he could rest for a while, the ghost old man searched and appeared in the space, "Little doll, your man is back! He should be arriving at Meiyuan soon!"

"Master, if you go out in your current situation..." Bingjian Lingjiu stood up and spoke hurriedly.

The spirit vulture waved his hand, "It's okay. I was injured before anyway, so just say that the wound started to hurt again."

When Binghuo saw that Lingjiu couldn't say anything, he had no choice but to stop blocking him.

The spirit vulture appeared in the house out of thin air. In fact, as long as it didn't move and didn't touch the body, it didn't hurt much. Even when sleeping, my back hurt a little bit just after I fell asleep. If I didn't turn over, it would be fine later.

Lingjiu thought for a while, and in order to prevent Mu Han from discovering anything strange later, it would be better for her to lie down first. Then she said that the wound hurt a little and went to sleep first.

Mu Han came to Meiyuan, and the room was still lit by candlelight.

When he opened the door and didn't see the griffin, he walked into the house and saw that the griffin had already fallen asleep.

Seeing the person he wanted to see all day long, Leng Muhan unconsciously curled up his lips.

Walking over and sitting by the bed, the vulture opened his eyes in time and smiled, "You're back."

"Yeah." Leng Muhan responded, "Why did you go to bed so early today? Have you had dinner?"

"I'm not hungry." Lingjiu pursed her lips. She was very hungry, but she had been soaking until late at night today, and now she didn't have the energy to eat.

Leng Muhan's face turned cold, "Nonsense, how old are you, you don't have to eat if you're not hungry?" Then he shouted to the door, "Come here, prepare dinner."

After pinching Lingjiu's face, Leng Muhan said again, "Get up and eat before going to bed, okay?"

Lingjiu looked at Mu Han's kindness to her, and felt happy in her heart, but she couldn't stop wailing. She was in pain, rolled her eyes, and said coquettishly, "Mu Han, can you feed me? I really I’m so sleepy, I don’t have the strength to hold chopsticks…”

Leng Muhan couldn't stand the vulture's pleading eyes, and sighed helplessly, but the doting in his eyes was self-evident, "Okay, feed you."

The food was delivered quickly. Leng Muhan picked up the bowl and chopsticks and put some vegetables in the bowl.

Walking to the bedside, to be honest, this was his first time serving someone, but he seemed to like her a little. This woman was really his nemesis.

Lingjiu endured the pain and gently sat up. Sweat seemed to be pouring down her forehead, but she still smiled, fearing that Leng Muhan would see something.

Leng Muhan picked up a vegetable and said, "Come on, open your mouth."

The vulture bit it happily, staring at Leng Muhan while chewing. Her Muhan was beautiful no matter how she looked at it, especially when feeding her.

"Come on, open your mouth again."

The vulture obediently opened its mouth and took a mouthful of rice.

After all, this was Leng Muhan's first time feeding someone, so it was inevitable that the vegetable juice would get from the corner of the vulture's mouth.

It was an unintentional move, but Lingjiu was so painful that he was sweating profusely and his brows were furrowed.

Feeling the changes in the spirit vulture, Leng Muhan stepped forward and hurriedly let go of the spirit vulture's shoulders, "What's wrong?"

The spirit vulture calmed down for a while, then smiled and reassured, "It's okay, maybe the wound is involved."

"Involved in the wound?" Leng Muhan glanced at Lingjiu's shoulder. It was clear that nothing happened yesterday, and he had hardly exerted any force just now.

"Well, don't worry, it's okay. Maybe it will be fine tomorrow." Lingjiu gave him a reassuring look.

Leng Muhan knew that Lingjiu didn't want to say anything, so he nodded and concealed all the emotions in his eyes. "Then you lie down and rest for a while." He said and stepped forward to help Lingjiu.

Fortunately, he was prepared this time, so the vulture endured the pain of being touched and lay down.

She thought she had disguised herself very well, but who was Leng Muhan? When Lingjiu was supported by him, although there was a smile on her face, the instinctive stiffness in her body could not be concealed.

There was a hint of anger in Leng Muhan's eyes, but there was also a lack of pity and hurt.

He did not touch the body of the vulture again, but touched her head, trying his best to look the same as usual, "Go to bed early if you are tired, I will handle business."

The spirit vulture looked at Leng Muhan who was walking out. The candlelight in the outer room was flickering. Maybe he was really tired. After watching, the spirit vulture fell asleep.

As soon as Leng Muhan walked out of the back room, his face darkened a lot.

He could already tell that there were injuries on the Spirit Vulture's body, and there were more than one, but what made him most angry was that the Spirit Vulture actually wanted to hide it from him.

How can you hide something like an injury?Does she want her life?
But she would rather suffer by herself than tell him, why?It was because she was afraid that he would be worried, or that her injury this time had something to do with Leng Zefeng.

And he still pretended not to know, just because he was afraid that the truth would break the current relationship and that she would leave him completely.

I hope he is overthinking everything. Looking at the seat in the room, Leng Muhan's hand on his side clenched and then loosened.

Beiying Lingjiu, what kind of poison did you put on me...

This time the spirit vulture slept a little deeply, and when it woke up it was already bright.

Subconsciously, he looked to the side. To his surprise, Mu Han was still there, and he was leaning sideways, holding his head with one hand and staring at her. He didn't know how long he had been watching.

The vulture smiled at him and glanced at the window, "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon." Leng Muhan still looked at Lingjiu, as if she was the only one in his eyes now.

It was so late, and the spirit vulture was a little surprised, "Then why didn't you go to the morning meeting? Did something important happen?"

Leng Muhan nodded, something important indeed happened, "My woman is injured, do you think it's important?"

Is it because of her?The vulture was a little surprised but felt that this was what Mu Han would do. "Fool, my injury is just a minor injury, but if you don't go to the morning court today, you may give others the opportunity to slander you."

Leng Muhan's eyes flickered slightly, is she worried about him, "It's okay, as a prince, I can still deal with such a small matter, how about it, the injury is better."

Spirit Vulture touched her chest lightly. It was a little burning, but it was no longer as painful as yesterday, and she felt particularly comfortable inside her body. She should be fine.

"Well, it's much better." Ling Jiu smiled at Leng Muhan.

Seeing this, Leng Muhan felt a little relieved, "Would you like something to eat?" After a pause, "I'll feed you."

"Haha, okay, Mu Han, feed me!" Lingjiu smiled stupidly, and she felt like she was becoming more and more greedy for the feeling of being pampered by Mu Han.

"Mu Han, after eating, can you take me out for a walk?" Lingjiu suddenly said.

"Your injuries haven't fully healed yet." Leng Muhan stated, and the answer was self-evident.

"But, I really want to go for a walk with you. It's true that I'm fine. Just look at it if you don't believe it." As she said this, Lingjiu was about to pat her chest, but Leng Muhan grabbed her restless hand.

Leng Muhan was a little helpless about her, and he didn't think he would be a soft-hearted person, but he happened to meet this woman.

"You must stay by my side after you go out on the street and don't run around." He said to the griffon in a slightly serious tone.

The vulture nodded repeatedly, still remembering that at that time, he knew that she had been locked up in the small courtyard all year round, so he always took her out whenever he had time, but she wanted to harm him, planning and assassinating him again and again...

Thinking of those vultures, her eyes couldn't help but wet her eyes, and she wiped away her tears as she lowered her head and raised her head. After all, she really hadn't gone shopping with Mu Han properly. It was great to be able to do it again.

The street was bustling, perhaps because of the proximity of the Spirit Fighting Conference. There were many more people on the street than before, including many from foreign countries.

And ever since leaving the Prince's Mansion, Leng Muhan was like a hen protecting its chicks. He circled the vulture with one hand and protected it carefully, making the vulture shy and funny. How could she be so weak? She was really Nothing is really wrong, okay?
But even though she thought this way, Ling Jiu was still very cooperative and was hugged by Leng Muhan. She cherished every love and affection Muhan gave her, including the fact that Muhan asked her to wear a veil before taking her out. She She knew that Mu Han didn't want others to look at her.

(End of this chapter)