Leng Huang only favors the prince concubine of the magical doctor

Chapter 162: Receiving Gu (4)
Feeling that the temperature of the bath water was getting low, Sikong Ao immediately carried Lan Qingqing out of the bathtub. He didn't expect the girl to be able to move at all, and took the initiative to help her get dressed, and at the same time used his internal force to make Lan Qingqing wet. After drying her hair, she tidied herself up and carried Lan Qingqing to the side hall.

On the dining table in the side hall, everything was ready. Sikong Zhuo stood by the dining table and walked back and forth non-stop, muttering, "Should we call again? If not, they will keep calling." I didn’t eat, and I worked hard all the way, how could my body bear it? But, if I go, if my brother is still tossing, wouldn’t I die sooner? Oh, it’s really difficult, it’s a pity I have eaten the delicious dishes on this table made by myself, and this Shiquan Dabu soup, which is specially made for them. It would be a pity not to drink some, especially the little sister-in-law. Can you bear it? This is unbearable, where does my little nephew come from? Oh, it’s so annoying, no, I’m going to call, for the sake of my future little nephew, I can’t let my elder brother ignore my sister-in-law’s health!"

After muttering, Sikong Zhuo immediately lowered his head and walked towards the door, but just as he took a step, he saw an extra pair of shoes in front of him.Looking up, he met his elder brother's half-smile face.Sikong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat: It's over, didn't you hear it?What should we do now?Are you running away?

"I really didn't expect that the old seven would be so considerate of us!" Sikong Ao raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth evilly, looked at Sikong Zhuo, then lowered his head, and looked into his arms. In his arms, Lan Qingqing didn't dare to look up.

Oh, why does this girl's face sometimes feel thick, and sometimes it's as thin as paper?Which one is the real her?Well, no matter which one it is, he likes it very much.

Sikong Zhuo didn't know how to speak at the moment, after all, he was a little uncertain about what his elder brother meant, if he accidentally said the wrong thing, he would end up in a very miserable situation.Thinking of that result, Sikong Zhuo immediately trembled all over.

Ignoring Sikong Zhuo, Sikong Ao immediately carried Lan Qingqing to the dining table, and sat gracefully at the head seat, and Lan Qingqing who smelled the fragrance also poked her head out of Sikong Ao's arms.In fact, the scent has already been smelled, but the distance just now, and Sikong Zhuo's muttering just now, made Lan Qingqing feel embarrassed for a moment.But soon, the result of the struggle in her heart came out, coupled with the temptation of delicious food in front of her, Lan Qingqing decisively chose to show her face.

"Oh, there are so many delicious foods, I really miss them!" Lan Qingqing's stomach gurgled twice in response, Lan Qingqing lowered her head in embarrassment, then raised her head again, looking at Sikong Ao with shining eyes, Meaning, can I come down?I need to eat. I'm so hungry.

Sikong Ao naturally understood the meaning of Lan Qingqing's eyes, but if he understood it, he had no intention of letting her go.With a hook of his finger, Sikong Zhuo immediately appeared in front of Sikong Ao with a smile on his face. "What's your order, brother?"

Damn, is he really a dog now?Anyway, he is also His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, how could he be so dog-legged|?However, he can't afford to offend the person he is facing, that's all there is to it.

Sikong Ao didn't speak, but he glanced at the so-called Shiquan Dabu soup, the meaning is obvious, you just be a palace maid once, and add soup, water and vegetables for him.

Sikong Zhuo wanted to cry, he was a prince, not a slave.Is there any internal injury?But in the end, he resolutely filled a bowl of soup for Sikong Ao, and handed it over respectfully. "Brother, give it a try and see if the younger brother's craftsmanship has improved!"

Sikong Ao gave Sikong Zhuo a stingy look, put the soup in a spoon, tested the temperature, and brought it to Lan Qingqing's lips, "Come on, open your mouth!"

Seeing this scene, the court ladies and eunuchs at the side couldn't bear it any longer.This prince, too dotes on the princess too much, right?Do you have to feed this meal?This princess is so happy.

Lan Qingqing directly ignored the envious gazes of the red fruits around her, but it felt really hard to be hugged and eaten, especially after knowing what the soup was, Lan Qingqing I really don't want to eat it, mend it, mend it, after mending it, are you waiting to be abused?Thinking about it, he couldn't help but gouged Sikong Zhuo hard with his eyes.

Sikong Zhuo was gouged out, felt that he was very wronged, and wanted to speak up, but in the end he decisively chose to shut up, and continue to be his servant, so as not to cause more trouble.

"Come on, drink more, this soup is good, great tonic!" Sikong Ao bit down the last two words very loudly. As soon as these two words came out, Lan Qingqing shivered decisively.

"Cold? Look at this body, it really needs a lot of nourishment!" Sikong Ao withdrew his hands, hugged Lan Qingqing a little tighter, and then looked at Sikong Zhuo, "Well, this is good, I will do it every two days from now on. Bar!"

Sikong Zhuo's black line, do you regard him as a royal chef in matters of feelings?Do it every two days?He just likes it, but occasionally, but he doesn't want to do it frequently!Forget it, if you don't open your mouth, if you talk too much, it will be tears.

"Come on, try this golden pig's trotter, this is Lao Qi's specialty!" On the jade plate in front of them, there were four golden pig's trotters, and Sikong Ao picked up one, and then gave it to him. When it reached Lan Qingqing's lips, he motioned for her to open her mouth and take a bite.

Lan Qingqing was not polite, she was really hungry, she had something to eat, she naturally wanted to eat, so she opened her mouth, took a bite, swallowed it impatiently, and at the same time her eyes lit up: Wow, it's delicious, smooth and smooth Not greasy, soft and delicious.Of course, it didn't mean that the soup just now was not good, on the contrary, that soup was also very good, but thinking of what Sikong Zhuo said before, Lan Qingqing couldn't praise it no matter what.

Sikong Ao has been paying attention to every subtle movement of Lan Qingqing, raised his eyebrows, "Like it?"

"Well, it's delicious, it's delicious even if it's made by the chef!" Lan Qing said the truth, and then her eyes fell on Sikong Zhuo, "You can consider opening a restaurant by yourself, and you can definitely make a lot of money!" Qingqing's little eyes flickered, as if seeing countless money flying towards her.

Sikong Ao's eyes were spoiled by that small appearance of loving money, while Sikong Zhuo's hair was full of black lines.Did this sister-in-law tell him to open a restaurant instead of being a good prince?In other words, he produced by Sikong Zhuo, besides them and their father, queen, mother and concubine, who can afford it?
Sikong Ao glanced at Sikong Zhuo's arrogant appearance, raised his eyebrows, "How about letting him be your special imperial cook in the future?"

"Okay, okay!" Lan Qingting's eyes brightened even more when she heard this, while Sikong Zhuo, who was being looked at by her, turned dark and looked a little depressed.Brother, why don't you do it yourself if you don't want to please your sister-in-law like this?Why is everything pulling him into the water?Why does he keep getting shot?Sikong Zhuo wanted to cry so much!
(End of this chapter)