Silly Concubine of the Poison King

Mu Jinfeng just pursed the corners of his lips tightly, and said nothing, his eyes were as cold as before.

The servant at the side didn't hear the order, so he didn't dare to stop without authorization, and continued to mend the wall.

"Mu Jinfeng." Feng Mi stared at him, and helped her forehead helplessly, "Tell your people to stop and do what you should do. Nanny and Xiangru are still resting, don't disturb them." After finishing speaking , a determined expression appeared on her face, she looked deeply at his slightly stern face, where there was an expression of gradually struggling and gradually compromising.

Mu Jinfeng hesitated for a moment, nodded lightly, and waved his hand indistinctly, all the servants stopped immediately, then turned around and left quickly.

The master is not happy, and the unlucky ones will always be their servants!

Ling Jingyi let out a sigh of relief, and smiled brightly at Feng Mixian, "It's still the words of Feng Mei that will work."

Feng Mixian didn't bother to talk to him, just looked at Ning Ruxi, ready to turn around and leave with him.

But Ling Jingyi didn't seem to want to let her go, he stopped in front of her in a flash, touched his chin with one hand, looked at her slightly surprised face with a smile, and said, "Feng Meiren, are you leaving now?"

Feng Mixian looked at the man in scarlet clothes who was standing in front of her with a funny face, and said, "Why don't you leave?"

"I want to stay with you for dinner!" He was still smiling.

"You're going to knock your head off." Feng Mi smiled embarrassingly, and stared at him angrily, "What's the reason?"

"What more reason do you need to eat?" Ling Jingyi pretended to be dissatisfied, and then thought of the excuse before him, "Does the joy of housewarming count?"

"You didn't show any strength, it doesn't count." Feng Mixian laughed out loud, ignoring the way he was clinging to him, and motioned Ning Ruxi to help solve his trouble.

"Wow!" Ling Jingyi jumped away as if being scorched by fire, and exclaimed: "Feng Meiren, you are really not polite at all. Even if this young master doesn't contribute, Jin Feng will always have it." What happened last night He has already heard of it.After a short pause, he said again: "Besides, Ru Xi is still here, do you have the heart to watch our three beauties in the capital go hungry?"

"Three beauties?" Feng Mixian couldn't help smiling, in fact, it's quite interesting to tease Ling Jingyi sometimes, so he said narrowly, "Why do I only see two, do you count?" The voice asked knowingly Also raised slightly, with obvious banter.

Ling Jingyi yelled again, jumping up regardless of his image, not forgetting to boast handsomely, "My young master looks so graceful, you didn't realize it?"

Feng Mixian taunted him quite implicitly: "If the two of them are red flowers, you can at most be regarded as a supporting green leaf."

It's a pity that Ling Jingyi was not hit, but became more complacent, and became more frustrated and courageous when he shook his head, "It is said that Wanhua is a little green, and this young master is characteristic."

Feng Mixian looked at him angrily and amusedly, Ning Ruxi smiled lowly, and even Mu Jinfeng's cold face gradually eased.

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to keep you, but that I don't know how to cook." Sighing, Feng Mixian automatically surrendered and said seriously.

What she said was the truth, she didn't know how to cook before, and when she came to this world, she was always busy with Ling Momo and Xiangru, now that they are injured, naturally there is no one to cook.

"Ah?" Ling Jingyi's face collapsed, but after thinking about it, it's not surprising that there are many daughters in the capital who can't cook.Just bowed his head and pondered for a while, he seemed to have finally made his final decision, with a warrior dedication spirit of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever", he gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't matter, what you do, I'll eat it all."

Feng Mi smiled wickedly, with a trace of slyness hidden between her brows, and reconfirmed: "You said this, so don't regret it."

Ling Jingyi nodded very solemnly, seemingly calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding: "As long as there is no poison."

The corners of Feng Mixian's mouth twitched, and there were a few black lines carved on his forehead. Although he didn't know how to put poison, it must be similar to poison. He pointed to Ning Ruxi and Mu Jinfeng who had been silent all this time, and asked : "What about you?"

Ning Ruxi shrugged indifferently, smiled softly, "I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman."

Mu Jinfeng also nodded, and a warm smile gradually welled up in his deep and dark eyes, and his usually cold lips also curved softly at this moment.

Feng Mi stroked her forehead and sighed, "Okay, you guys wait in the courtyard or the hall, and I'll call you when I finish it."

She gave them a chance, even if they were really overwhelmed, it shouldn't be her fault!Thinking of this, her sleepy mood rose a little bit.

I haven't cooked food on weekdays, so I don't know the hard work involved. This is the first time I tried it, and even Feng Mixian started to be a little flustered. Fortunately, a maid was sent from the shop, which didn't cause the kitchen to be burned down. .

Probably because the waiting time was too long, Mu Jinfeng and Ning Ruxi were chatting aside, Ling Jingyi was bored by himself, so he sneaked to the kitchen to watch.

"Feng Meiren, what are you doing?" Ling Jingyi suddenly called out, and Feng Mi, who was so frightened, jumped up and pointed at the things she was wrapping in her hands, very curious.The shape of that thing is really strange, it looks a bit like a bun, but it's not.

"Dumplings." Feng Mi said succinctly, without even raising her head, her eyes continued to move without blinking.

"Dumplings?" Ling Jingyi repeated it very slowly, feeling quite novel, obviously he had never heard the name of this school of food.

Then, he asked again, "Should I wrap it up and eat it directly?"

"No, it has to be boiled." Feng Mixian's eyes flashed, and her voice became cheerful.

She didn't learn how to cook, but she learned how to make dumplings from others. Although she didn't practice it herself, she felt that it shouldn't be that bad. It was much better than cooking.

Ling Jingyi gave a soft "oh" with a smile, and seeing Feng Mixian's serious look, the anxiety in his heart was reduced by more than half, and he also had a little more expectation.It feels like the hot pot I tried last time, she always brings a lot of surprises to everyone.

"Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

When Feng Mixian finished wrapping the last one, the water happened to boil.After it was cooked, it was moved to the hall together with the prepared sauce.After meeting Mu Jinfeng and Ning Ruxi, he was naturally full of curiosity.

Feng Mixian took the lead in making a demonstration, and the other three followed suit, eating with gusto, and finally ate the nest upside down.Ling Jingyi said with a smile that he found a business opportunity, and hoped that Feng Mixian could open another small honey dumpling restaurant, and he could also get a share, and Ning Ruxi followed suit.Feng Mi waved her hands hurriedly, she was exhausted these days, and there were still a lot of things waiting for her to deal with, she really didn't have the energy, so she could only talk about it later.

After eating and drinking enough, they left the table, Ling Jingyi and Ning Ruxi didn't stay long and left together, leaving Mu Jinfeng alone.

For a moment, only Feng Mixian and him were left in the hall.

"Is the injury on your arm better?" Feng Mi smiled peacefully.

Mu Jinfeng looked at her and said softly, "It's much better."

It was obviously still serious, but what he said didn't take it seriously.Feng Mixian looked at him speechlessly, and after taking the medicine box, she sat down beside him, and said softly, "Let me see how the injury is, you haven't changed your medicine yet, have you?"

His face softened a bit, and his voice was low, but he replied clearly: "It's not a problem."

Feng Mi suppressed her smile, and repeated earnestly, "Let me see."

Mu Jinfeng, in her firm and bright eyes, finally gave up resistance.

Feng Mixian gently took off his sleeves, and the white gauze wrapped in them leaked out, and there were pus marks on it, indicating that the wound was showing signs of deterioration.Feng Mi lowered her eyebrows and looked at his tight lips, sighed and washed the wound again, carefully sprinkled the powder on it.

At this time, he suddenly turned his head to meet her peaceful face, and smiled wordlessly.

Feng Mi stared at him, and said, "Are you masturbating yourself? I told you to be careful with this hand, don't move it, and remember to change the medicine in time."

Mu Jinfeng smiled slightly, "But I forgot it for a while."

"If you forget again, I don't care." Feng Mixian was still scrupulously scolding him.

Mu Jinfeng looked at him steadfastly, without moving his gaze, a soft smile appeared on his lips instantly, and with a deep and elegant voice, he replied with a smile: "I remember."

Feng Mixian gave a low "um" and continued to bandage his wound without looking at him.

"You..." Mu Jinfeng thought about the question he was going to ask next, and finally there was a hint of worry in his expression, and his usual cold and smooth voice also became a little hoarse, and he asked faintly, "Do you think Ruxi how?"

Feng Mi frowned slightly, at first he felt a little weird when he suddenly brought up this topic, but she didn't think too much about it, she still concentrated on helping him wrap the white gauze, and replied casually: "It's pretty good."

"you like him?"

He pursed his lips, and asked in an unhurried tone, seemingly casually.But only he himself knew how cautious and nervous he was when he asked this question.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became serious, he was listening to her response with bated breath.

"It's okay." Feng Mixian raised her eyebrows indifferently, and replied unhurriedly.

A sentence that sounded ordinary, in Mu Jinfeng's ears, was suddenly tainted with an unclear taste.Although his complexion was as usual, there was an undercurrent of turbulence in his eyes, revealing a sharpness that even people with discerning eyes could not easily detect.

"You can't like him!" He said suddenly, his deep and firm voice was especially clear in the hall, although there were no ups and downs, but his originally handsome face was covered with a layer of frost. Even his expression was somewhat condensed.

Feng Mixian was stunned by his strong reaction, rolled his eyes, and looked dumbfounded, "Why?" Did he misunderstand something?