favorite queen

Chapter 37

Looking at Xiao Wenqi's serious expression, Yang Yuman thought that he had been waiting for Wen Qi to come back, but as soon as Wen Qi came back, she treated him like this, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she became, the more sad she became, her eyes turned red, and she pursed her eyes. Tighten your mouth and bow your head in silence.
Looking at the poor man who was frightened by her, her face was pale and ugly, showing a look of grievance, as if she was about to cry, Xiao Wenqi felt that she had gone too far, and her heart softened, with a distressed and self-blame look on her face, she took the With the rice bowl in Huan'er's hand, she said softly to the person who bowed her head: "Come on, Man'er, may I feed you?"
Yang Yuman raised his head suddenly, staring blankly at the food that Xiao Wenqi had brought to his mouth.
Seeing the pitiful man who raised his head in front of him, his clear eyes were covered with mist, and his eye circles were red, he couldn't help feeling distressed, this guy should not belong to the kind of man who likes to cry, How could he become as shy as a little boy and love to cry as soon as he met her?
Xiao Wenqi smiled gently at Yang Yuman, her eyes were full of doting, "Man'er, be good, open your mouth to eat."

Huan'er, who was standing beside her, widened her almond eyes and looked at Xiao Wenqi in disbelief, as if she suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. The status of the sixth prince is so honorable. No matter how much the sixth prince likes the son, this kind of serving man Not to mention the prince, even the wife of an ordinary family would definitely not do such a thing that insults the dignity of a woman.
Compared to Huan'er, Yang Yuman was not that shocked. His clear and dark eyes stared at Xiao Wenqi's action of coaxing a child to eat without blinking. The corners of his eyes were smiling, his pale face gradually turned rosy, and his bright red mouth Twist tightly, as if wanting to laugh out loud.
Suddenly, 'poof—'Yang Yuman finally couldn't help laughing out, covering his stomach with one hand and staring at Xiao Wenqi, 'giggle...' laughing straight.
After a while, Yang Yuman finally had enough of laughing, her long eyelashes blinked, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles and joy, her jade-like face still couldn't help but said with a smile: " Wen Qi, I hurt my feet, not my hands, and I'm not a child who can't eat by myself, so I don't need you to feed me." Yang Yuman took the rice bowl from Xiao Wenqi's hand as he spoke, and then ate it shyly stand up.
Wen Qi must have underestimated him too. He is not one of those delicate boys who are raised in deep boudoirs. Although his feet are injured and his movements are difficult, his hands are intact and he can move freely. He does not need others to feed him Yes, when I was a child learning martial arts from my grandmother, it was so hard, I survived all the difficulties, not to mention that it was just a small foot injury, which he didn't pay attention to.
Although he knew that Wen Qi was pampering him, caring for him, and doing his best, he was still not used to others feeding him, and it felt awkward.
Seeing that the young master was eating happily, Huan'er felt happy too. Then she spread a long snow-white cloth on the quilt, and then put the small dining table dedicated to the bed in front of Yang Yuman, and then He also placed other dishes on the small dining table for his convenience.
Hearing this, Xiao Wenqi did not insist on feeding Yang Yuman, and let him forcefully take the bowls and chopsticks in her hands to eat by herself. Looking at the person in front of her who was eating big mouthfuls, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, her eyes rippling like spring. The smile is as bright and beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, and the face is full of endless tenderness. She said with a smile: "My Man'er is really different!"
I don't know how many beautiful men lined up wanting such an opportunity, but she might not give it to her, Xiao Wenqi had never served a man to eat, this time she made an exception for Man'er, but this guy still didn't accept it, Xiao Wenqi Looking fondly at the person who was eating well in front of him, he shook his head helplessly.
"Cut, I'm not yours!" Yang Yuman felt a little shy when he saw Xisu walking into the room, stared at Xiao Wenqi with his ecstatic peach blossom eyes, and said coquettishly.
"Okay, okay, you are not mine, so I will suffer a bit, am I your head office?" He approached Yang Yuman and whispered in his ear.Looking at Yang Yuman with a blushing little face and turning her head away to ignore her with a smile on her face, Xiao Wenqi's mouth curled up slightly, with a complacent and ambiguous smile on her face.
Turning around, he saw Xisu walking in with something, and then said to Xisu: "Xisu, prepare a pair of bowls and chopsticks for me, I want to eat with Man'er."
"Yes, my lord." Xi Su, who had always lowered his head, did not raise his head when he saw Xiao Wenqi, but replied in a low voice, without seeing any emotional changes on his face, and then walked from the big room of the room. Taking a pair of spare bowls and chopsticks from the table and handing them to Xiao Wenqi, she then retreated to the side to wait quietly.
Xiao Wenqi, who took the bowl and chopsticks, did not notice anything unusual about Xi Su.
Right Xiangfu
I saw a tall and strong woman in a black official robe with her back facing the door, standing by a tea table, pinching the teacup tightly in her big hand, and faintly heard her gritting her teeth and uttering "Xiao-wen-qi". Three words, suddenly, with a strong hand, the strong teacup disappeared in the fierce hands, and the white flour-like powder mixed with tea water became a paste liquid drop by drop from the cruel but still tight cup. Slowly flow out of the hand.
The fat woman behind her was dressed in the finest brocade, and she stood fearfully behind the woman in the black official robe, lowered her head respectfully, and peeked at the teacup that instantly turned into powder in the woman's hand in front of her eyes. , his body trembled uncontrollably, and he took a step back cautiously, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and there was a slight look of fear in his black eyes, as if he was afraid that he would end up like that teacup.
After a while, the woman in the official robe in black turned around slowly, with a dark and vicious face, her big black eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of anger, as if she wanted to eat people generally.
"This Xiao Wenqi is no longer the incompetent little girl who only knows how to dance and write poetry! She exudes majesty and domineering, her eyes are as dark as eagles, and her eyes are so cold that they can shoot people. Even the truth is hard to resist, 'she' is simply another person." Thinking about her situation in the palace this afternoon, there was a hint of worry and doubt in her round black eyes, but more anger and sinister Ruthlessly, his hands were naturally clenched into fists, tight and tight, with a gritted teeth look on his face.

(End of this chapter)