Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 102 Will I be gone if I eat it?

"What can I do? Help the prince accumulate toxins, and then expel them together!" Yun Feng pouted calmly, with a triumphant smile in his eyes, "To put it bluntly, it's constipation!"

constipate?

The corner of Jun Wuqing's mouth twitched, his face was full of black lines, he gritted his teeth fiercely and shouted, "Yunfeng!" He knew that there was nothing good, otherwise how could he obediently cook him lunch?
Yunfeng lazily picked out his ears, approached Jun Wuqing, bent down to look at the handsome face that was so close, touched his chin, and blinked again, "My lord, what's the feeling of trying to pull but can't?" Seeing that the prince is sweating profusely, he must have worked very hard! Tsk tsk...how pitiful?"

"Yunfeng, are you a woman?"

Damn it, if it wasn't for the abdominal distension and uncomfortable feeling, this woman must be taught a good lesson, because the uncomfortable feeling affected Jun Wuqing's old injury before, and the cold sweat on his forehead became thicker and thicker.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Wu Yi was startled immediately, and said worriedly, "My lord, did you pull the wound..."

wound, what wound?
When was this man hurt?

That pale cheek looked very painful, Yunfeng frowned before walking towards the dining room, let me teach you a little lesson!
Celery is still effective for constipation. If you want to use diet to improve it, it may take two or three days to have an effect. Cut the celery into pieces, and then boil it into a bowl of celery porridge.

He curled his lips and walked towards Nuanfeng Pavilion with it, the lights were still brightly lit, Yunfeng sighed and knocked on the door anyway.

"Who?"

Yunfeng frowned cautiously with a guarded voice. It seemed that this prince was not easy to be. He looked at the celery porridge in the bowl, and responded bravely, "Yunfeng."

Wuyi opened the door coldly, looked at Yunfeng angrily turned his head away, Jun Wuqing was lying on the soft couch, just taking a nap, watching Yunfeng holding a small hot bowl, "What is this?"

"Celery porridge!"

"If you eat it, I will be gone immediately!" Jun Wuqing squinted at Yunfeng, who pouted his mouth and took back the celery porridge, "Don't eat it if you have the ability! Otherwise, the prince will die."

"Bold!"

"Wu Yi, step back!" Jun Wuqing yelled, Wu Yi's sword eyebrows were pulled into a ball, and he was very worried, "No, my lord, what if..."

"There is no chance, and she doesn't dare to do anything?"

Jun Wuqing was suddenly in a good mood, and directly snatched the celery porridge from Yunfeng's hand. After taking a sip, it melted in the mouth, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth. , Yunfeng was contemptuous for a moment, "You are so impatient, you actually ate it all?"

"How can this king live up to the kindness of the little maid, and it's really hard for you to still have this kind of concern, and cook porridge for this king late at night? Could it be that your conscience has discovered it and you want to make it up..."

Yunfeng snatched the empty bowl and gave him a hard look, "My lord, you're overthinking!" If it wasn't for hearing that you were injured, the ghost would cook porridge for you. uncomfortable.
"I heard you were injured, are you feeling better?"

Just asked subconsciously, even Yunfeng himself didn't know why?I just want to ask, really want to know whether it is serious or not?But Jun Wuqing's expression froze for a moment, and then darkened.

"What? Are you so impatient to know when this king will die?" Jun Wuqing's rare gentleness had long since disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression, as if to freeze the surrounding air.

[PS: Gu Gu is a little unwell today, so the update is late!Dear friends, don't forget to collect this book! ! 】

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