Chapter 137 Soft Threats

Huo Qihan stood at the gate and looked at Lin Xiaorou pitifully.

Lin Xiaorou couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter, and said, "The soup will be ready after a while, and then you can personally deliver it to your father. You can decide what the specific reason is."

Huo Qihan passed her and closed his eyes to sniff lightly, and the smell of meat instantly awakened his taste buds.

"My lady, I didn't expect you to have such a good craftsmanship, why don't you let me try it first."

"No." Lin Xiaorou held the door, squinted her eyes and threatened, "This is to please your father. If you dare to eat it, I will make you look good."

The soup pot is bubbling and bubbling, and it is almost ready to be cooked.

Lin Xiaorou asked Huo Qihan to stagger away, then quickly opened the lid of the pot and took out the yellowed green leaves floating on the soup and held it in the palm of her hand. The heat hurt her heart, but she still had to endure it for the future. .

She discovered these few green leaves by accident. She was not sure whether the gardener of the Huo family had planted a small piece of ecstasy grass in Huo Qihan's small yard on purpose or not.

Ecstasy Grass is a very common green plant. It is no different from ordinary green grass when it is young, but when it grows up, it will bloom a very showy flower. Once this flower blooms, it will emit a fragrance that can paralyze If people's nerves and minds smell it for a long time, they will have hallucinations and even do things that hurt themselves because of hallucinations.

If she hadn't been poisoned by this enchanting plant before, she would never have recognized this plant.

It's just that this kind of plant that grows in the deep mountains and old forests will appear in Huo Qihan's small yard.

Even though the flowers of the Ecstasy Grass are poisonous, the tendons of the leaves are naturally slightly poisonous. When used to make soup, it will not kill people but will cause chronic poisoning. When the doctors are at a loss, she will give a helping hand. The old man owed her a life-saving favor, so he wouldn't be struggling.

Because she was betting that the old man of the Huo family was not a despicable villain who would not repay his kindness.

"Xiao Rou, what are you thinking, why are you in a daze again?"

Lin Xiaorou shook her head and smiled softly: "It's nothing, I just want your father not to throw out the pot with you."

"Don't worry, my father is just annoyed and can't figure it out for a while. Instead of worrying about my father, it's better to think about how to deal with the Nangong family in the future."

Lin Xiaorou's smile froze, she remembered the way Nangong Jing looked at her that night, she remembered Wang Lan lying in a pool of blood and the two bastards she sent threatened her to force her to leave.

Hmph, Nangong Jing, oh Nangong Jing, you would never have imagined that I, Lin Xiaorou, not only did not leave, but instead snatched away what you most wanted.

She looked at Huo Qihan, and suddenly stepped forward to hold his face, kissed him deeply, and murmured in a low voice: "If you dare to be half-distracted by Nangong Jing, I will let you be an eunuch."

Huo Qihan felt a chill all over his body, and said seriously: "Do you want me to be extinct?"

Lin Xiaorou didn't speak, her smile was unclear, she took a thick dishcloth from the stove, picked up the casserole and carefully put it in his hands: "I will never let you decide what you do, but right now I'm taking advantage of the pork rib soup It’s fresh, so hurry up and send it over.”

"Okay, then you hide in the room and lock the door and don't come out."

"okay, I get it."

After sending Huo Qihan away, Lin Xiaorou did not return to the room immediately, but walked slowly along the corridor.

She is sure that she is still safe and sound after being rescued from the secret room, which means that Mr. Huo is not planning to touch her for the second time, or the old man has not yet thought of a better way to drive herself away.

People are shameless and invincible in the world, now I must stick to my position.

Huo Qihan came back soon, with a moody expression on his face.

Before Lin Xiaorou asked him, she spoke first: "My father accepted the pot of pork rib soup, but he didn't say he wanted to drink it. His face was as dark as the bottom of the pot."

Lin Xiaorou knew that Huo Yuan didn't throw him out, so she patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's good to be able to do this, it means that everything will turn around, you are so filial, maybe someday your father will be moved by you gone."

Huo Qihan hugged Lin Xiaorou into his arms, rubbed against her affectionately, and said softly: "Xiaorou, you really surprised me, I never thought you could do this when my father treats you like this."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Lin Xiaorou was slightly guilty.

This time I was really despicable.

In the flower hall, Huo Yuan and the eldest lady all looked at this ordinary casserole.

"Master, I think Han'er probably didn't make this soup. How could he, a young master, do it himself?"

Huo Yuan looked at the pot of soup, but felt an indescribable complex feeling in his heart.

All the meals and soups I ate and drank for so many years were prepared by servants. No family member had ever spooned the soup by themselves, and even my own mother had never cooked a meal for me.

He knew that what Da Furen said was also reasonable, but just now he noticed that there were some subtle marks on Han'er's hands, as if he had done something with his hands.

By some strange coincidence, he picked up a spoon on the table and poured a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

The eldest lady stared at him dumbfounded, and secretly exclaimed: "Master, you really drink it, this, just in case"

"In case of anything, could my own son still harm me?" Huo Yuan stared, and the eldest lady dared not speak, looking at the pot of soup with disgust and disgust in her eyes.

This soup is delicious. Although the taste is not particularly good, it is basically edible. It is definitely not the level of an experienced chef.

He clapped his hands, and an ordinary-looking servant walked into the flower hall.

"Is this soup really made by the young master?"

The servant didn't dare to raise his head, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and nodded.

Huo Yuan was angry, he patted the table and said, "Is it true or not?"

"Master, I'm not too sure, because I saw the young master busy in the kitchen, but I didn't see clearly what he was busy with."

Huo Yuan waved his hand impatiently, and the man quietly exited the door.

"Put the soup." With an order, the majestic lady filled Huo Yuan with a big bowl of soup, and Huo Yuan drank it all with a calm expression.

This is the first time to eat food made by his family, although the family is currently completely resisted and guarded by him.

There are some indescribable emotions in my heart.

"master"

"My kindness to my son doesn't mean I'm kind to that woman. You can decide what you want to do, but you can't hurt Han'er. Besides, Yuan'er's wedding is just around the corner, so you should worry more about it."

"Yes, sir."

The sky was getting late, like the bloody sunset dyed the sky like a scorching fire.

Qingning and Qingyue took the top-quality Jinchuang medicine, and after two days, she has already recovered to seven or eighty-eight, at least she can walk around slowly.

(End of this chapter)

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