Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 867
Chapter 867: Test the Poison
I don't know what went wrong with Ling Xiyue...

Bei Chenyan could only watch her quietly, adhering to the principle that the enemy does not move, and I do not move, waiting for development.

It's just that on the stern face that tried to keep calm, one could clearly see the traces of suspicion, horror, and two phases intertwined, and the dark red eyes narrowed invisibly.

Ling Xiyue didn't know if it was her own illusion, or what, the more she looked at this expression, the more she seemed to come in wearing clothes such as... a maid uniform.

Her hand holding the big bowl was also stiff, and she walked over with a stinky face, "What expression do you have?"

When I walked in, I realized that Ling Xiyue's hair was tied up. The top of her hair, which was originally neat and tidy, was now slightly messy and fluffy. That bunch of long, unrestrained hair fell messily to the corner of her mouth. go up.

That face is even more beautiful, with a black line on one side, just like a little tabby cat with a beard.

Bei Chenyan was distracted by her appearance, he wanted to laugh, but he held back in the end, "Are you going to fight? But how do I remember, there is still more than half a month before the agreed date."

This little guy, you really have given her too much time these two days, so what are you doing now?

Ling Xiyue clattered a few times, and put down the tray and bowl in her hand on the table, like offering a treasure: "I made it."

"You did it?" Bei Chenyan stared slightly, and finally noticed what Ling Xiyue was holding in his hand, and was really surprised.

Three dishes and one soup, decent, except that the soup is a bit dark, with black ash floating on the top that has not been washed, and there are suspected egg shells on the bottom, and the shredded potatoes are slightly burnt, saying that the potato cakes may be To be more precise, Fengrou is originally black, and it can't get any darker.

As for what the remaining plate was, he didn't see it for the time being.

All in all, the color is relatively uniform, all of which are pitch black, and there is another point worth commending. The knife is really good. It can be clearly seen that the chef's skill in holding a knife is much deeper than that of holding a spoon.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup, Bei Chenyan's expression gradually became a little dignified after he recovered from the initial surprise. Even the tens of thousands of troops facing the enemy army did not see him with such a dignified expression.

Ling Xiyue clasped her arms around her chest, and hooked her red lips, "How about it, I will cook in person, the only one in the whole world."

"Not bad, not bad." Bei Chenyan's voice was astringent, "Yue'er is really considerate, I am very comforted."

This sentence is sincere and not adulterated at all.

"Then eat." Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"what?"

Ling Xiyue's face darkened, wondering, "What?"

"Heh..." Bei Chenyan's handsome and compelling face smiled, as if the city was full of flowers, and immediately said, "It's nothing."

But where Ling Xiyue couldn't see, the man's face was full of refusal, but when he spoke, he spoke in a soft voice as always, with a hoarse and charming voice, "I just have some military affairs to deal with, so there's no rush. "

Ling Xiyue said "Hey", and pushed the booklet aside in his hand, and took out the vermilion pen in his hand, "People are iron, rice is steel, and the booklet can never be finished, but the meal still has to be done as usual." Eat, eat first and then talk."

After speaking, he quickly went to the side and took a stool, sat beside him, and said with a smile, "I'll accompany you."

Just thinking that it was for Yan to eat, she left in a hurry, only to realize that she only brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Although he didn't quite understand what Ling Xiyue was talking about, he knew that today was "doomed". Looking at the dishes in front of him, Bei Chenyan's eyebrows twitched secretly, but his face was so calm that he didn't care about anything. Unable to tell, Wen Yan chuckled, "Okay."

"This is my first time cooking, and I made it specially for you. I see that you haven't eaten much in the past two days, and you almost never eat at noon. It should be pretty good. Yan, try it quickly." With his chin propped up and his head tilted, he looked at Bei Chenyan with great interest.

As he spoke, he pushed the egg soup towards his chest, lifted his jaw slightly, and signaled him to hurry up with his eyes.

It's just that Ling Xiyue's vaguely excited expression, no matter how you look at it, has a kind of saying: I have developed a new poison, you can try it to see if it works.

Is it the first time to cook, for him... The corners of Bei Chenyan's mouth rose slightly, and the iceberg melted.

It was true that his heart was moved, but compared to his usual vigorous and vigorous manner, that movement was really a bit slow, and he had to say that his body was still honest.

But in Ling Xiyue's view, the man filled a bowl calmly, and then put it in his mouth gracefully with a smile on his face.

The moment the thick soup entered his mouth, Bei Chenyan's left eyelid twitched violently, but a man's endurance was not developed in a day or two. Changed expression and drank the whole bowl.

"How is it?" Ling Xiyue looked at Bei Chenyan expectantly.

Bei Chenyan smiled and nodded, "Well, not bad."

At least it didn't get poisoned immediately...

"Really, let me try." Ling Xiyue went to get Bei Chenyan's bowl, but Bei Chenyan quickly pressed his hand, his voice was low with a smile, "Didn't you say that you made it for me on a special trip, and now you are here again I grab it."

Ling Xiyue glanced at the three dishes and one soup, "There are so many, can you finish it?"

"Maybe it's not enough." Bei Chenyan chuckled, reaching out to wipe off the two mustaches on Ling Xiyue's face.

"Stingy..." Seeing that Bei Chenyan had an appetite, Ling Xiyue certainly wouldn't compete with him. She also ate a lot at noon, but she wasn't hungry at all.

So he said he was stingy, but he gently pushed the soup in the direction of Bei Chenyan with his hand, and at the same time filled him with a large bowl of soup and handed it over, "Okay, it's all yours, I won't be with you grab."

Bei Chenyan's eyelids twitched again...

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

At this moment, the voices of Ma Long and Wei Qi came from outside the tent.

Bei Chenyan took the soup from Ling Xiyue, and said lightly, "Come in."

The two were dressed in armor and walked into the tent with strides like the wind. Ma Long folded his arms and said, "Your Majesty..."

Seeing that Ling Xiyue was there, he nodded to her again, "Empress Empress." Then he continued, "The spies just reported that the army in Mingbei Pass has been frequently mobilized in the past two days. According to my humble opinion, Xilan That doesn't sound like a truce."

Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue exchanged deep glances.

Wei Qi followed, "My subordinates have always been worried that Xilan's move was a tactic to slow down the troops, so they have been paying close attention to the movement in Mingbei Pass, and there are also signs of a large number of troops mobilizing in Longxiang Jiabei Pass next to them."

Bei Chenyan nodded, "Understood, continue to pay attention."

Ma Long and Wei Qi looked at each other silently, competing with each other, pushing and giving way.

"Is there anything else?" Bei Chenyan slowly put down the bowl, looking at the expressions of the two who hesitated to speak.

(End of this chapter)