Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 217 Clothes come to reach out, rice comes to open mouth

Mu Jingyuan sighed, and hugged Shen Jue'er tightly, "It's late, go to bed!"

Shen Jue'er originally wanted to ask why the emperor treated him like this, but after thinking about it, forget it, the past is over...

Now everything is fine, they have each other and that's enough!

Shen Jue'er rubbed her head against Mu Jingyuan's chest, finding the most comfortable position, "Yuanyuan, from now on you have me and a child, we will always be with you."

The corners of Mu Jingyuan's mouth turned up, feeling satisfied in his heart, having a wife and son, he had nothing else to ask for.

Shen Jue'er suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I forgot to tell you what King Liang said today... The descendant of the witch clan in Chaoyang State is called Ye Qianyu, and there is something wrong with that witch elder."

"He wants to use the map of the Martial Continent, but he doesn't know what the purpose is. The matter of cooperation needs to be carefully considered."

"The king knows!" Mu Jingyuan tucked the quilt for Shen Jue'er, "I'll talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to do, go to sleep!"

"Oh!" Shen Jue'er stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes obediently.

Mu Jingyuan smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead lightly.

next day
Shen Jue'er was still sleeping, drowsy, her face was warm, and she felt that someone was washing her face.

Arms are raised, and someone is helping her dress.

After such tossing, how can I still sleep?

Shen Jue'er opened her misty eyes, and what came into view was a familiar handsome face.

"woke up?"

Mu Jingyuan smiled, picked up Shen Jue'er, and continued to help her dress.

Shen Jue'er frowned, squinted her eyes, and pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, "What are you doing? You're sleepy!"

"Then you continue to sleep!"

Mu Jingyuan kept moving his hands, after dressing Shen Jue'er, he carried her out of the inner hall, walked to the table and sat down.

Breakfast has been placed on the table, a bowl of hot porridge, eggs, and a bowl of black chicken soup.

Porridge is made by adding various medicinal materials.

Shen Jue'er was already fully awake, a little confused, "Big Ice Cube, what are you doing? You don't let people sleep early in the morning..."

"It's already high in the sun, it's time to get up!"

As Mu Jingyuan said, he scooped up the chicken soup, blew it cold and fed it to Shen Jue'er, "This king boiled it, try it!"

"You boiled it?" Shen Jue'er was surprised. The last time I asked him to cook noodles, maybe he had a special feeling for the kitchen, and since then he fell in love with cooking, right?
"This king made it! Luo Yifan said that your physique has deteriorated and you need to take good care of your body. You should eat every meal on time. This king cooked chicken soup and also made medicinal food. Be good, open your mouth..."

Shen Jue'er stared at Mu Jingyuan's serious eyebrows and eyes, her heart was filled with happiness, she opened her mouth to drink the chicken soup, the salt was a bit weak, but the taste was okay.

"When did you wake up?"

Mu Jingyuan smiled, "A little earlier than you!"

In fact, he got up in the middle of the night and tossed in the kitchen for a long time.

Mu Jingyuan fed Shen Jue'er half a bowl of chicken soup, and then fed her eggs with medicinal porridge.

"I'll do it myself!" Shen Jue'er smiled, took the spoon from Mu Jingyuan's hand, and buried her head in drinking the porridge.

If he continues to serve her like this, she will become a useless person sooner or later.

It's really like reaching out for clothes and opening your mouth for food.

Mu Jingyuan supported the table with one hand, stared at Shen Jue'er seriously, and laughed unconsciously.

Shen Jue'er gave him an angry look, "What are you looking at me for?"

"It's beautiful!" Mu Jingyuan curled his lips and smiled handsomely.

"You really..."

Shen Jue'er's face was blushed, and she buried her head and continued to drink porridge. Although she was indeed good-looking, she would be shy if she praised her like this early in the morning, right?

(End of this chapter)