Destiny Demon Concubine

Chapter 303 Cook a dish for the devil
Even he felt heartache for her.

His precious apprentice, suffered.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine." Feng Xiran smiled, "I've already discussed with Ling Xie, he will find a way for me to see Ji Yunhuang."

"See him?" Xian Yuan frowned, "What do you plan to tell him when you see him?"

"Tell him that you are his woman? Or that you are pregnant with his child? Do you think he will believe it with his character? He doesn't remember you, he won't believe anything you say, and it is even possible to put you Treat it like a lunatic."

"I know. I won't tell him these things. I just want to meet him and be by his side."

Xian Yuan sighed helplessly.

Love is really poison.

But there are many people who are happy with it.

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The next day, the demon world distributed documents widely, looking for someone with superb cooking skills to cook a dish for the demon king.

After eating this dish, the devil must feel better.

Many people originally wanted to take this opportunity to see the demon king's celestial appearance, but the last sentence of this document stumped them.

After eating, the mood can be improved?

Who can do it?

Therefore, many people have given up again.

In the end, only five people signed up.

Feng Xiran is one of them.

Those who signed up were taken to a side hall in the devil's palace, saying that they would wait for the devil king in the side hall.

Feng Xiran stood in the magic hall, although there were other people around and voices of conversation kept coming, but she felt nervous for no reason.

She misses him very much.

After a while, Ling Xie came, seeing Feng Xiran, he showed a smile, but it was not convenient to go to talk to her, so he encouraged Feng Xiran with his eyes.

Feng Xiran smiled back.

Ling Xie walked up to everyone, "You have already seen the document, so I won't say much about the content. After you come up, you can start cooking. Whoever makes the dishes that satisfy you will stay." Down."

As soon as Ling Xie finished speaking, Emperor Jiyun came out from the apse and sat on the first seat.

He leaned lazily on the back of the chair and glanced down.

"Kowtow to Your Majesty."

Except for Feng Xiran, the other four knelt down and saluted together.

The moment she saw Emperor Jiyun, Feng Xiran was stunned and began to lose her mind.

Looking at his eyebrows, scenes from the past came to her mind, as if yesterday.

Sensing Feng Xiran's gaze, Ji Yunhuang's voice was slightly dissatisfied, "You, why don't you kneel?"

In the entire hall, the air pressure plummeted!
Only then did Feng Xiran come to her senses, and knelt down to salute, "Kowtow to Your Majesty."

Ji Yunhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped down from the first seat, stood still in front of Feng Xiran, "Get up."

Feng Xiran stood up, without looking at him with her head down.

"Head up."

The domineering voice is undeniable!

Feng Xiran raised her head, her gaze met his!
In my heart, something seemed to move.

His ink-like eyes met her eyes.

Her heart suddenly beat very fast.

He looked at her face carefully, and finally chuckled lightly, with sarcasm, "It's you again."

His voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Feng Xiran made a dry smile, but he didn't expect him to remember her blocking the way that day.

Ji Yunhuang glanced at her, then returned to the first place.

He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, propped his head on his hands, and closed his eyes.

Feng Xiran was a little puzzled, did he feel unwell?

(End of this chapter)