Demon King and Concubine

Chapter 43 Porridge

Mr. Chen floated in front of him, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He seemed to be full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, so he stretched out his hand and poked his face vigorously, and said, "What are you doing? What is your expression like?" ? Didn’t you ask my elder brother to help you return to Beijing before? Could it be that you don’t want to go back now?”

Jun Xiuran let him poke at him, slowly raised his head and suddenly smiled brightly, and said, "How could it be? I have to go back to the capital to do important things."

"It's a very important thing?" Mr. Chen raised his brows lightly, "whoosh" he leaned in front of him, and said with a smile, "What is a very important thing? Come on, tell me about it!"

"Since it's a very important matter, how can you tell others so easily?"

"Is this son someone else?"

"Yes!"

"Then who is your own?"

Jun Xiuran suddenly shut up, and gently lowered his eyelids.

Duanmujing suddenly reached out to pull him, and said: "Uncle, let's not disturb my sister and Xiuran's rest here, let's go out."

"Why go out? Don't go!"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's rare to be reunited with my uncle. Let's go out and prepare some food together."

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival?

Duanmuchen was stunned for a moment, counting the days, it is indeed today.

He curled his lips, leaned over beside Jun Xiuran, moaned and said, "No, no, I'm also a wounded person. I fought with that perverted man for a long time the night before yesterday. Seriously injured, I just didn’t want you guys to worry, so I just kept supporting and pretended nothing happened, I have no strength, I can’t move.”

After a pause, he said again: "Xiaojing is the luckiest and the most comfortable, but he just ran back and forth, and he didn't get hurt at all, ah, I'm dying, my head is so dizzy!"

The other three people in the room suddenly had black lines all over their faces. Duan Mujing pulled him up again, and said, "Since you have been supporting yourself and pretending that nothing happened, please continue to support yourself." .”

"Nephew Xiaojing, how can you be so cruel? I am your uncle!"

"So you are one of your own, so you don't have to be polite."

"..."

After sleeping for the whole day, Duanmutian's spirit improved a little at night. Duanmujing specially found a recliner, put it on a thick and soft mattress, and put it in the yard for her to lie down. While admiring the moon, watching They ate with gusto next to them.

Duanmutian looked at the sky speechlessly for a moment, especially when he saw his brother took her out and put her on the recliner, he ignored her and gnawed on the chrysanthemum that Aunt Wang heard was from Butcher Wang's house. The moon cakes brought back from the town were still biting very vigorously. When the smell was particularly fragrant, she couldn't help but curl her mouth.

Who are these people?
He seemed to be still angry, angry that she got injured all over her body to save Jun Xiuran, and almost never saw her again, so that now he felt a little inexplicable hostility towards Jun Xiuran.

He felt that since this kid appeared, his sister had been injured constantly. Previously, the injuries on her feet and hands could barely be regarded as skin injuries, but now she suffered from internal injuries and lost so much blood that she couldn't even get out of bed. It was too much!

Counting it, it was only three days. In three days, his lively younger sister turned into this delicate appearance because of the appearance of this kid.

Finally, he stopped when he was eating one and a half mooncakes, turned his head to look at her with a smile, and asked softly, "Sister, are you hungry? Do you want a piece of mooncake?"

Before Duanmu Tian could reply, he smiled and said softly, "Oh, I almost forgot, sister, you are injured now, so it's not suitable to eat these dry and hard things that are not easy to digest, you should drink porridge."

drink, porridge? !

Well, if you drink porridge, you can drink porridge. It is true that it is lighter and softer.

So she nodded, and he also picked up a bowl of white rice porridge that had been placed there just now, walked to her side and said, "The temperature is just right for your mouth, let me feed you."

She nodded again and saw him scoop up a spoonful of rice porridge and put it in front of her, then opened his mouth and drank it.

As soon as she entered, her whole body became stiff immediately, and she almost vomited out without holding back.

bitter!

She frowned, but she heard her brother whispering softly in her ear: "I added some herbs to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality in the porridge, which can make your injury heal faster, and there will be no leftover after it is healed." sequelae."

Duanmu Tian squirmed his mouth, and swallowed the extremely bitter white porridge in one gulp.

As soon as she fell down, she suddenly felt that even her stomach was full of bitter taste, which was definitely more bitter and difficult to swallow than taking medicine, and she didn't know what brother had added to the porridge.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw a little purple light flickering beside him. When he turned his head to look, he happened to meet Jun Xiuran's smiling eyes. He was startled for a moment, then pursed his mouth, and turned his head indifferently.

Duanmujing fed her again, then turned her head to look at Jun Xiuran, who was lying on the side beside her, and said with a smile, "I also prepared one for His Highness, after I feed my sister, I will serve her." you."

Jun Xiuran was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "No, I can eat it myself."

This person's hostility towards him was too obvious, especially after encountering that perverted man who caused Tian Tian to be seriously injured, he didn't dare to let him feed him.

Duanmujing nodded when he heard the words, put down the bowl in his hand first, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out another bowl of porridge, put it lightly in front of Jun Xiuran, and said with a smile: "Third Highness, please use it slowly."

This bowl of porridge is attractive in color, rosy in white, and exudes a faint fragrance. No matter how you look at it, it tastes delicious.

But Jun Xiuran didn't dare to get involved easily. After seeing Tiantian's expression change after eating the porridge he fed, he knew that the taste of the bowl of porridge in front of him would definitely not be worse than Tiantian's.

"Aren't your highnesses hungry?" Duanmujing looked at him with a soft smile, and said, "It's not hot anymore, it should be the best to drink now."

Jun Xiuran twitched his mouth, and smiled at him. He reached out and picked up the fragrant, white and red rice porridge in front of him. When he brought it to his mouth, he still felt that it was really fragrant. However, when he took a sip of porridge, he suddenly froze, and the hand holding the bowl couldn't help shaking.

Looking at his face, one can see that the cheeks on both sides were flushed for an instant, then turned white in an instant, then turned blue and turned black, it was absolutely true.

Mr. Chen, who saw this from the side, suddenly spouted a mouthful of tea with a "poof".

He saw with his own eyes that Xiao Jing's nephew added a handful of Wolf's Grass to Jun Xiuran's bowl of porridge.

This wolf sinensis has no medicinal value, it is edible, the juice is a little red, and when eaten raw, it has a fragrance and is a little sweet, but once it is heated and cooked, the taste is extremely bitter, worse than coptis. I don't know how many times I have suffered.

(End of this chapter)