Concubine Yao

Chapter 1102 Hidden Disease 2
The fragrance of tea overflows and stimulates people's taste buds.

She prepared two cups, poured one for Mo Zhao first, and smiled at him: "How about the taste?"

Satisfied, Mo Zhao took a sip and praised: "Not bad!"

Gu Xijiu's eyes lit up, as if getting his praise was the happiest thing for her.

Di Fuyi felt dazzling, paused, and said warmly: "Xijiu, can you give me a drink too? I'm very thirsty."

He was indeed very thirsty, this place was like a steamer, and he had no spiritual power around him, the scorching heat here almost evaporated all the water in his body, and his red lips were cracked.

Gu Xijiu looked at him sideways, her eyes paused on his chapped lips, then she pursed her lips, poured another glass, and brought it to him.

Mo Zhao's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't stop him. He stood there with arms folded, watching her walk in front of him.

When Gu Xijiu walked in front of him, her thin eyebrows suddenly frowned, she took a few steps back, and frowned at him.

Di Fuyi was keenly aware of the abnormality in her expression: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xijiu looked at his chapped lips again, pursed her lips, as if she had made up her mind, and finally held her breath and walked up to him again, and brought the teacup close to his lips: "Drink, hurry up."

Di Fuyi took her hand and drank the tea, the aroma of the tea filled his mouth, but a wisp of bitterness poured into his stomach.

As soon as he finished drinking Gu Xijiu, he quickly backed away, as if he was a scourge, and even lifted her small stove for boiling water a little farther away.

Di Fuyi looked at her: "Xijiu, can you give me another drink?"

Gu Xijiu frowned, paused for a moment, then turned to Mo Zhao, "Brother Zhao, why did you lock this person up?"

The chain between Di Fuyi's wrists rattled.

Brother Zhao? !

Mo Zhao glanced at Di Fuyi triumphantly, then raised his hand to rub Gu Xijiu's heart: "This man is a big villain, brother Zhao's deadly enemy."

Gu Xijiu frowned: "Then why don't you kill him?"

Mo Zhao sighed softly: "After all, it's a human life, Brother Zhao can't bear it."

"Oh." Gu Xijiu stopped asking, but gave Di Fuyi a cold look: "You are a villain, and you are against brother Zhao, I won't give you any tea!"

Di Fuyi: "..." He sighed, "You just trust him like that? Maybe he's the big villain..."

"Nonsense, Brother Zhao is a good person!" Gu Xijiu didn't want to talk to him anymore, and stepped forward to hold Mo Zhao's arm: "Brother Zhao, shall we go?"

Mo Zhao glanced at Di Fuyi, whose face was already very pale, feeling unusually relieved.Before leaving, he doubled his comfort: "Di Fuyi, three days later will be the day when Xijiu and I will get married. Although you are my enemy, my lord will not argue with you in large numbers. At that time, I will invite you to drink us a glass of wedding wine."

After saying this, he carefully looked at Di Fuyi's suddenly clenched fist, smiled complacently, and left with Gu Xijiu on his arm.

Di Fuyi was still lying there with his eyes downcast.

This time when Gu Xijiu came in, she didn't interact with him at all. When she beat Mo Zhao's shoulders, she really did so, instead of sending messages to him by tapping the Morse code.

Xijiu, have you really forgotten everything?
……

There were four dishes and one soup on the table, and Gu Xijiu sat there quietly eating.

Mo Zhao sat beside her, watched her eat, and asked after a while, "Is it delicious?"

(End of this chapter)