The waste wood mad concubine is going to go against the sky

Chapter 561 Soup (1)

Yi Shangli lowered his head and said: "You Xueran is having her period, I think she is not feeling well." But what Yi Shangli cares about is not whether You Xueran's body is comfortable or not, but what she cares about is the God Emperor That's all, she said to the God Emperor:

"We can only be active on the land of Fanjing for half a month. After half a month, we will return to Shanjian City. In fact, we don't need to come here with You Xueran..."

Before Yi Shang could finish speaking, the voice of the God Emperor cut off her words:
"There is a reason why this emperor wants to enter the Repas Plateau. As for what this emperor wants to do, you don't need to take care of it."

His tone was light, but it made the air condense.

Yi Shangli knelt on the ground, she lowered her head, and after being silent for a while, she bit her lip and said to the God Emperor: "Yes, Shangli knew it was wrong, Shangli shouldn't interfere with the emperor's affairs."

The God Emperor didn't even look at Yi Shangli: "You go down."

Yi Shangli raised her head, her blue eyes stared at the God Emperor's back with complicated expressions, and finally she said yes shallowly, turned and left.

After Yi Shangli left, the God Emperor turned around and left his room.

It was already late at night, the shopkeeper yawned, squinted his eyes, and held a lantern in his hand to watch the night in the inn. When he walked into the kitchen, he suddenly found that the kitchen was lit with candlelight.

The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and scolded in his heart that the boy didn't have a long memory and wasted candles.

So the shopkeeper walked over, but as soon as he got to the kitchen, he froze in place.

He saw a man in white standing by the stove. The fire was strong, and the charcoal was in the flames, occasionally making crackling noises.

The night was so silent, only the sound of snow falling outside, and the elegant and noble man who looked like a god stood by the stove guarding the small black earthen jar.

The shopkeeper was completely dumbfounded. He thought he was blind and misjudged, so he quickly rubbed his eyes to see if he was really dreaming.

But when he took a closer look, there was really a man in white clothes standing beside the stove.

"Hey... you..." If it wasn't too shocking, the shopkeeper assassin couldn't bear to make a sound, because he was afraid that if he made a sound, he would startle all the fairies in the snowy night.

The God Emperor had already noticed the shopkeeper's arrival, he threw a gold leaf into the shopkeeper's arms, and said to him, "Let me use the kitchen in the shop."

The shopkeeper held the gold leaf in his hand with bright eyes, and he chased away the sleepy people who were excited for a moment, "Oh... you can use it... use it...it will be fine until dawn."

The shopkeeper said politely to the God Emperor, holding the gold leaves in his hands, he was very excited, he never thought that after years of operating in this barren place where no birds shit, no chickens lay eggs, he finally got a group of rich tourists, Make yourself rich.

The shopkeeper left, and the god emperor guarded the stove for nearly half an hour. With the medicinal materials in his hands, he started to boil the blood-enriching Siwu soup. While boiling the soup, he also injected his own spiritual power to refine the Siwu soup , so that the efficacy of this soup can rival that of elixir.

When the soup was ready, he filtered it many times, and poured the most essence of the soup into a porcelain bowl.

The God Emperor went upstairs with the decoction, and suddenly he stopped, and found wet footprints on the steps, as if someone had just walked here.

(End of this chapter)