Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 149 Letting Her Go
Seeing Shu's proud winking eyes bursting out with excitement, he smiled and said, "Here we come!"

Shu Aofeng looked sideways, and saw the corridor on the other side of the long pavilion.

Feng Luo was leading a handsome young man in a white robe, with high black hair and a folding fan, walking towards this side.

"Why is it a man?" Shu Aofeng was disappointed, thinking that it was Gong Qingying who was waiting for Shu Aofeng.

Shu proudly gave Fengqi a wink.

Feng Qi immediately grabbed Shu Aofeng: "Your Highness, hurry up and follow your subordinates, there is an urgent matter over there!"

"It's urgent, and it's not as important as eating!" Shu Aofeng shook off Feng Qi's hand, and said decisively: "This king will leave after eating!"

"Your Highness, your meal is ready!" Feng frowned, "But not here!"

"Why isn't it here? Fourth brother entertains others, and I have my share!" Shu Aofeng looked at Shu Aoran confidently, and asked with a smile: "Fourth brother, are you right?"

Shu proudly said in embarrassment: "Lao Liu, I have something important to do today and I can't accompany you, you should go back first!"

"Fourth brother, me, me..." Shu Aofeng stared at Shu Aoran dumbfounded, seeing that there was not even a trace of guilt in his eyes, he suddenly became furious: "I am your own brother!"

Shu proudly turned a deaf ear to it, seeing Gong Qingying appearing near the corridor of the long pavilion, he pressed the mechanism of the wheelchair, and quickly slid towards her.

Shu Ao grinned angrily.

Feng Qi broke out in cold sweat on his forehead: "Your Highness, according to my subordinates, you'd better go, lest His Highness get angry, it's not good for his health!"

"Hmph!" Shu Aofeng slapped the table again, turning into a thick black mushroom cloud and dissipating in the air.

Feng Qi shook his head helplessly, and disappeared into a cloud of white mist.

At the same time, a transparent barrier in the pavilion gradually faded away.

"My lord, Your Highness is waiting for you in the pavilion, and your subordinates will not be able to pass!" Feng Luo sent Gong Qingying to the entrance of the pavilion, and bowed away.

Step on the stone steps of the long pavilion.

From a distance, Gong Qingying saw Shu proudly smiling like a lotus, quickly sliding the wheelchair towards her.

"Ying'er, you're here!" His voice was like a spring in a valley, gentle and refreshing.

Gong Qingying walked towards him, and said displeasedly: "It's windy here, why did Your Highness come here?"

"The view in the house is narrow, and the scenery here is picturesque, which is more suitable for eating!" Shu proudly flickered his black eyes, looked up at her, and asked with concern: "Ying'er, where have you been these days?"

In Maple Leaf Xiaozhu, Gong Qingying didn't have any appetite, and when she arrived at Xuewang's mansion, she was already very hungry.

Smelling the aroma of delicacies overflowing from the long pavilion, she hurriedly said, "A place His Highness has never been to!"

"Oh? Ziran hasn't been there?" Shu raised his eyebrows proudly: "Where is that place? Is it beautiful?"

"It's beautiful!" Gong Qingying jumped over the dawn and walked straight to the pavilion.

Seeing that the table is full of spirit fruit meat and precious spirit wine that can replenish spiritual power.

He suddenly understood that he came back early to clean up the dust for her and replenish the large amount of spiritual power consumed during the competition.

The previous resentment towards him dissipated immediately, and before he could speak, he took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks and ate.

While eating and drinking fine wine, the wine was fermented into the stomach, and the medicinal effect of a second-grade recovery panacea disappeared into the dantian.

Gong Qingying was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to put the spirit meat into her mouth, and began to chew it roughly.

Shu smiled proudly, narrowed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and turned back to the corridor.

He struggled to stand up on the wheelchair, and knelt gently beside her.

Serve her wine and pick up vegetables considerately: "Then when Ziran recovers, Ying'er will take me to play!"

　happy weekend!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)