Huangba Six Realms: The Shocking Concubine of Time Travel

Feng Zhuoxi's scalp exploded a bit, coaxing children has never been her forte, not to mention that this Coriander seems to be more delicate and sensitive than ordinary children.

"You are so... likable, why doesn't your wife want you? Maybe they were delayed by something, so they can't come back for a while. "

Coriander's face softened quite a bit, as if she had dismissed the possibility of being abandoned, but she became worried again in an instant: "My lord...it is impossible for a person like your lord to be delayed by things outside... unless... …unless……"

Coriander's voice became quieter, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

Don't ask when you shouldn't ask, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, this is the basic of being a human being, so Feng Zhuoxi won't press on. [

On the contrary, Coriander paused for a while, and leaned close to Feng Zhuoxi's ear, as if coquettishly, said: "Sister, aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?" They had already entered the kitchen, and they saw everything was clean and orderly, completely different from the smoky kitchen Feng Zhuoxi had seen in the human world.

Coriander said: "Why doesn't my sister ask me about my lord?"

"I don't know you adults, so what should I ask?" Feng Zhuoxi asked back.

Coriander seemed to be thinking about something, and after a while, she said, "It's really strange, but I just think sister, you should be able to ask questions about adults. Why?"

Seeing his distressed look, Feng Zhuoxi reached out and patted the top of his head, saying: "I want to borrow your stove to cook some clear porridge."

Coriander came back to her senses and said, "Ah, do you want to cook porridge? I'll do it. My sister is a guest, so you can't let the guests do it."

Feng Zhuoxi just gave up, and to be honest, after living for so many years, she has never cooked food by herself, so Mu Jiu's stomach will be uncomfortable later, so she should leave it to the coriander to cook.

Coriander opened a clean cabinet, and there were many pots and jars inside. He opened one of them and said, "What kind of porridge does my sister like to eat?"

"I don't want to eat it myself, it's for him. He consumes too much. It's better to eat something light and then have a good rest." Feng Zhuoxi said.

Coriander thought for a while and said, "Then white porridge will be fine."

After speaking, he scooped out the snow-white japonica rice, poured it into a stew pot, and started to get busy.

Coriander moved very nimbly, and said to Feng Zhuoxi: "I used to take care of my sister's life, and I also cooked three meals a day. Now that my sister is gone, I only eat green beans when I cook. By the way , What is the relationship between my sister and the man who was injured just now?"

"He is my fiancé-in-law." Feng Zhuoxi said.

Coriander stopped stirring the porridge with a big spoon, and raised her head, her eyes widened: "Sister, what did you say? He's your fiancé-in-law? Why?"

Feng Zhuoxi was a little confused, so: "Is there anything strange about this?"

Coriander thought for a while, and said: "I said something wrong, I'm sorry."

"There's no need to be so serious, it's not a big deal." Feng Zhuoxi would always be much gentler to such a pure and lovely child.

Coriander lowered her head, and started to stir the porridge with her right hand again, muttering: "It's really strange, why do I think my sister shouldn't be engaged to other people?" [

Feng Zhuoxi didn't speak, just waited for a while, the white porridge was cooked, coriander served the white porridge in a white porcelain cup, served with light side dishes.