Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 340 Give Me a Son (7)

Feng Yueming glanced at Zhou Jin's dinner plate expressionlessly, and then said, "His baked buns are simple, but my roasted meat is difficult. If you let him try barbecue, it must be better than mine. Not as good."

Zhou Jin wiped her hands in her trouser pockets and shrugged, "Yue Ming is right, don't say it can't be roasted well, I simply don't know how to roast meat."

Miyao,...

"Ma'am," Lieutenant Li behind him couldn't help but say, "Young Marshal has never cooked before, this is the first time he cooks for you, I think you should try it even if it doesn't taste good, After all, this is the wish of the young marshal."

Mi Yao glanced at Lieutenant Li, "I really wanted to taste it, but Lieutenant Li said so, then I... don't want to taste it at all."

After speaking, Mi Yao got up and left.

Lieutenant Li,...

Feng Yueming looked at the back of the woman, then got up, and he glanced at Lieutenant Li displeased, "I see that you have been talking a lot recently, should I let you participate in the debate competition, if you don't come back with a championship, it would be a shame." !"

"Young commander, I was wrong!" Lieutenant Li immediately admitted his mistake.

"Don't take this as an example." Feng Yueming said lightly, and then left.

Lieutenant Li wiped his sweat furiously. It was dangerous just now. He has really seen what it means to be a woman and a villain in the world. In the past, the young marshal doted on Mi Yao secretly, but now he dotes on him both openly and secretly.

……

This imperial mausoleum is very big, everyone has arranged rooms, Mi Yao went back to her own room, and she found that the Fox King came back with her.

Someone brought a bowl of noodles, probably Feng Yueming asked someone with cooking skills to cook them, noodles in clear soup, topped with a few slices of beef and coriander, it smells very fragrant.

She didn't want to embarrass her stomach, so she took the noodles and sat on a chair to eat.

"Xiaobai, this beef tastes very good, would you like a slice?"

Fox King was lying on the wicker chair under the window, he glanced lazily at Mi Yao, and ignored him.

"Xiaobai, you don't eat beef or dates, so what do you usually eat, aren't you hungry? Tell me what you like to eat, and I'll get it for you." Mi Yao blinked.

The Fox King still ignored it.

Mi Yao felt so humiliated, she lowered her head and continued to eat her own noodles.

Feng Yueming didn't chase Mi Yao back to the room, because he had something important to do and Hua Nongying came.

"Feng Shuai, I researched Su Zhishui's blood, but I'm sorry, I didn't find anything. To be precise, I can't say anything. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by natural science, but I did it with Su Zhishui's blood. A pill, if you drank Su Zhishui's blood last time to keep it for 12 years, then it shouldn't be a problem to keep it for 20 years, I also added medicinal materials in it." Hua Nongying handed the pill box to Feng Yueming.

Feng Yueming reached out to accept it.

"Feng Shuai, let me feel your pulse."

"it is good."

Hua Nongying touched Feng Yueming's wrist, and he pondered for a moment, "Feng Shuai, the last acupuncture temporarily suppressed the poison gas in your body, but it is estimated that it will recur in the next few days, you will take the pill after you go back." Well, this poisonous gas is getting more and more painful every time.”

Feng Yueming pursed her thin lips, he knew that the poisonous gas was about to break out, and his body was not very comfortable these days.

"I want to have a son with Mi Yao, is there any way you can hit it off?"

Hua Nongying was stunned for a few seconds, giving birth to a son... Isn't this too straightforward?

"Feng Shuai, I have a way to make you pregnant after sleeping overnight, but you are too feudal to conceive a son. It's also good to have a daughter. She's pink, she must be as beautiful as Mi Yao."

Feng Yueming closed her eyes, then raised her thin lips, and said with an unrestrained smile, "If I don't have a son, who will I pass on to?"

Hua Nongying reacted for a long time, and then... there is nothing wrong with that!

Who gave him a handsome position?

……

Mi Yao took a shower and went to bed early, before Feng Yueming came back, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

At this time, she felt a weight on her body, as if a big rock was pressing on her body, making her unable to breathe. Recently, her sleep was light, so she quickly opened her eyes in panic.

There was no light in the room, it was very dark, but when someone was pressing on her, she could smell the familiar cool masculinity of the man, she knew it was Feng Yueming without even looking.

Two small hands quickly rested on his handsome shoulders, and she frowned uncomfortably, "Feng Yueming, why are you so crazy at night, why are you keeping people from sleeping?"

Feng Yueming's narrow eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, he stared at her hotly, and said, "Yaoyao, don't sleep, give birth to a son for me first."

"Feng Yueming, why do you have to give birth to a son all day long? Do you have a throne to pass on to your son? Are you dying?"

Feng Yueming took a heavy breath, and he bent down and kissed her chattering little mouth.

"Oh!" Mi Yao struggled quickly, but her strength was not as strong as the man's, who bullied her with an overwhelming posture.

At this time, the corner of her lips was bitten, and she tasted the sweet taste of blood in her mouth. She felt that the man on her body was like a wild beast that had completely exploded, and completely ignored her feelings.

Mi Yao's hands and feet were cold, she remembered the days in Lanzhuju, the endless darkness...

Feng Yueming felt that the woman under him was as stiff as a rock, and then he tasted bitter tears, and she cried.

He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and turned on the light in the room.

The woman below her face was full of tears, her face was as pale as a piece of paper, humiliated and painful.

Seeing her like this, Feng Yueming felt a dull pain in his heart, he slowly stretched out his big palm, trying to wipe away the tears from her face.

However, with a "snap", she knocked his hand off, "Don't touch me!"

She stared at him with red eyes.

Feng Yueming felt his mouth full of bitterness because of the fruit he planted yesterday and the fruit he tasted today. He hooked his lips helplessly and asked softly, "Yaoyao, are you really so unwilling?"

"Yes, I don't want to! Feng Yueming, what else can you do besides forcing me?"

Feng Yueming clenched her fists, then pulled away and left, "Okay, I won't force you!"

He slammed the door away.

Is he gone?

Probably go to another woman, Su Zhishui is not here, if Su Zhishui is there, she simply suspects that he has gone to Su Zhishui.

Whatever he wants.

Mi Yao tiredly closed her moist eye sockets.

……

The next morning.

Mi Yao got up late, she tossed and turned last night and didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning, when she opened her eyes the sun from the window was about to shine on her body, she got up in a panic to wash and then went out.

But it was still too late. When she went out, everyone was present, and they were all worshiping Huangfu Xi.

She stood right at the back, hoping not to attract anyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)