Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 304 Was Beaten By A Little Maid
Yang Juanjuan was woken up by Qian Zang in the middle of the night, and he didn't sleep well in the second half of the night. He slept soundly and didn't wake up until almost noon.

She still had some memories of what happened last night, and she remembered that Qian Zang called her and asked her something, but she couldn't remember clearly, she couldn't remember.

So, she wanted to ask Qian Zang.

Yang Juanjuan drank the water on the table next to him, washed up, and then went to look for Qian Zang.

But Qian Zang wasn't in the room, she thought he probably went to accompany Ximen Chan.

She went to Ximenchan's room again, only Cui'er was there, and Cui'er sneered: "What are you doing with my lady again? The lady was so angry at you yesterday, and you still came to provoke her today."

"How could it be because of me?" Yang Juanjuan wondered, it was obviously because of Master.

"It's not because of you, it's because of someone." Tweety's attitude towards Yang Juanjuan has always been the same, and she spoke very meanly: "You don't even think about it yourself, Miss and Daoist are together, why are you always caught in the middle? If you Will you feel comfortable with another woman between you and Daoist Zhong?"

Of course it's uncomfortable, Yang Juanjuan thought.

But what did Tweety mean by that? Did she think she was in the way of them?

"My words have been made very clear. You don't want to be with Taoist priest every day. The person you like is Taoist Zhong. You should be with him. Why do you keep pestering Taoist priest? You are hurting Taoist priest." I don't have time to spend with Miss."

"Also, the person the Daoist likes is Miss, don't get in the way, and keep distracting the Daoist..."

Cui'er's words made Yang Juanjuan embarrassed, as if she was making trouble between Qian Zang and Ximen Chan.

She swallowed her saliva, and before Cui'er finished speaking, she interrupted: "Don't say any more. Master and sister don't think I'm in the way, so why do you say that about me? If you want to say, it's master or sister Come on."

"Oh, you're really thick-skinned!" Cui'er shaved her cheeks and sneered, "Miss is kind-hearted, so I won't say it. The Taoist priest is your master, so I'm embarrassed to say it. But you have to be self-aware, you You can't wait for others to say that you dislike you before you leave. Besides, the Taoist priest will marry my young lady, and after getting married, he won't talk to you anymore, you still..."

Hearing the sentence: I won't talk to you anymore after getting married, Yang Juanjuan suddenly thought of that long dream, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Her heart also seemed to be crushed by a big rock, it was so heavy, it made her feel so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable!
Yang Juanjuan did not stay in the room, but continued to listen to Tweety's words. She left with heavy steps, feeling a little uncomfortable every step she took.

After finally getting out of the room, Yang Juanjuan didn't know where to go. Hearing that the downstairs was very lively, she dragged her steps and walked downstairs slowly.

At this time, her head was in a mess, and she didn't know what she was going to do downstairs, so she walked downstairs numbly.

When she was about to go downstairs, she saw Qian Zang and Ximen Chan came back and stood at the door.

Somehow, seeing them, Yang Juanjuan wanted to avoid them.

She wanted to run upstairs, but the speed of her feet could not keep up with the speed of her body.Her body had already turned around, but her feet hadn't turned around yet. She got stuck on the steps, tilted her body, and fell down the stairs.

Where she was standing, there were still five or six steps from the ground, and the fall hurt her so much.Not to mention the scratches on the palms, the left knee seemed to hit something, and the right foot was also sprained, and I couldn't even get up.

Qian Zang saw Yang Juanjuan as soon as he entered the door, and was about to call her over to eat delicious food, but before he could say anything, he saw her fall down the stairs.

He hurried over to help her, and Ximen Chan beside him was the same as him, calling for his younger sister, and ran over in a hurry, but accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt and fell too.

Qian Zang saw that Ximen Chan fell to the ground and got closer, so he helped her up first.

When Ximen Chan fell, the silver hairpin from her sleeve fell out, scratching her palm and bleeding.

"Leave me alone, Taoist priest, go and see how my sister is doing?" Ximen Chan said anxiously, as if she really cared about Yang Juanjuan.

If she really cared, she wouldn't have flopped just now, and even pricked her hand with a silver hairpin on purpose, and used a bitter trick to hold Qian Zang.

How could Qian Zang really leave her behind, holding her hand in distress, and hastily wiped away the wound on her hand with fairy art.

Yang Juanjuan lay on the ground, thinking that Qian Zang would come to help her, but unexpectedly, Ximen Chan also fell.

Then, she saw Qian Zang go to take care of Ximen Chan and ignored her.

At that moment, Yang Juanjuan was very sad, but he seemed to accept his fate, thinking that Master liked Ximen Chan, so he should treat her better.

However, what was the matter with the sour breath in his heart? It made Yang Juanjuan's nose sore and he wanted to cry.

She thought it was probably a pain from a fall.

She was struggling to get up, and there was a bright red in front of her eyes, and then a big white hand stretched out above her head: "Come, hold my hand."

Yang Juanjuan looked up, and sure enough, he saw Xue Ruyan's overly fair face.

When she put her hand in his, she felt a force pulling her.Soon, she will be able to stand up.

When Qian Zang finished treating Ximen Chan's wound and was about to see how Yang Juanjuan was doing, he saw her being supported upstairs by a young man in red.

"Ah, it was the young master who helped up my sister yesterday." Ximen Chan said in surprise, "It seems that the young master treated my sister well. You can see that when he helped her, he basically hugged her."

"Go back." Qian Zang said lightly, feeling a little disappointed because he didn't help Yang Juanjuan up in time.

Ximen Chan still wanted to say something, but seeing Qian Zang's calm expression was a bit scary, so she shut her mouth wisely.

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Xue Ruyan helped Yang Juanjuan to sit on the bed, seeing that she was in a trance, she tapped her forehead with her hand and said: "Don't be sad, I will help you later."

"How do you know I'm sad?" Yang Juanjuan looked at him in surprise.

"Is there anything you can hide from me, my lord?" Xue Ruyan opened the fan, shook it a few times triumphantly, and then hit Yang Juanjuan on the head with the fan: "My lord is your benefactor, remember me OK, you know?"

"What kind of benefactor, you still hit me on the head?" Yang Juanjuan rubbed the place where he hit her, thinking he was talking about him coming to help her up, but he didn't know what he meant.

Xue Ruyan smiled mysteriously: "You will know in the future."

After all, he waved his fan and left as if he was in a good mood.

Yang Juanjuan looked at his back as he left as soon as he said that, and was a little speechless. He actually helped her back to the room like this, and left her alone.

She sighed helplessly, and looked at the injured palm. Although the skin was only scratched and the blood flow was not much, it still hurt.

Yang Juanjuan shook his hands, dipped his handkerchief in water, and slowly wiped off the blood on his hands.

(End of this chapter)