Gold Medal Mad Concubine: The Evil King Dotes on His Wife Too Much

Chapter 212 I Want to Marry Her 5
"Why? Of course it's refining the elixir your husband needs." Mo Yuxuan gave Lan Fengyi a blank look. Since the medicinal materials have been found, what are you waiting for?
At the moment the group parted ways, Mo Yuxuan followed Nalan Jingchen and Lan Fengyi back to the palace, and euphemistically called it, saving money.He is a majestic doctor, is he still short of money?It's just an excuse to follow the two of them.

It was night, the full moon rose slowly, and a ray of breeze blew away.The weather in July is a bit cold at night.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?" Lan Xiner caressed Dongfang Qinglin's chest, looked at the man beside her, as if she was stupid, staring at a painting, but the person in that painting was that The beauty I saw one day, Lan Fengyi.

"Get out!" Seeing Lan Xiner beside him, Dongfang Qinglin felt even more angry, thinking that Lan Fengyi was such a beauty, the anger couldn't help but surged up, and said coldly: "Dongfang Batian, Nalan Jingchen, I will never let you go! Lan Fengyi, just wait, even if you are Nalan Jingchen's woman, I still want to get you!"

"Ah!" Lan Fengyi couldn't help but sneezed, rubbed her nose, looked at the landscape outside the gazebo, why, someone missed her again, can't she be invited to dinner?
Nalan Jingchen was drinking tea at the side, and then spit it out again in an instant, several times continuously, as if he was about to spit out all the food he ate, but his face was blue and purple, as if he had suffered a serious illness Seems like.

"No, even if you ate it a few years ago, you should have digested it all. Why are you still throwing up?" Lan Fengyi looked at the person who was only rinsing her mouth, and couldn't help touching her forehead. Tell Nalan Jingchen what it is made of.

But... a light flashed in her mind, but Lan Fengyi was squinting at Nalan Jingchen, that indifferent expression made Nalan Jingchen's heart tremble, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong, Feng Yi, your eyes..."

"Hey, your eldest brother has married more than a dozen concubines, and you have no concubine yet. Did you eat too much of this food at the beginning, and then you kept it from your father and didn't marry any women?" Lan Feng Yi, on the other hand, burst out laughing, even laughing when she said this.

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and the tea that Nalan Jingchen had just drank came out directly, and he wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Oh? Is that right? I can't do it, it's not just something you said. Huh?"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lan Fengyi was stunned, knowing that teasing the person in front of her at this moment was tantamount to courting death, so she quickly jumped up, and before Nalan Jingchen rushed over, it had already turned into a white light, leaving behind The next burst of laughter floated away, "Hehehe, go to bed honestly, otherwise, I will add some widowed frog eggs to your meal from now on..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, but Nalan Jingchen smiled helplessly. He looked up at the bright moon, but the quilt he was holding in his right hand suddenly broke, and his indifferent eyes stared at the rockery in front of him, and said coldly : "How dare you do this kind of thing in the palace, Yang Huai? Hmph, let's keep you for two days. Once the competition is over, Ye Cheng... just wait for your death!"

Two days later, a street in the imperial capital was completely vacated, and everyone was blocked out. It was a match between Qingfeng Pavilion and Luxianglou, which lasted for one morning.At noon, it is the time for the official tasting.

(End of this chapter)