Foodie chef, my three-star queen

Chapter 125 From the maliciousness of the day 2
Compared to Mi Qilin's nervousness, Yin Chuhuan was not much calmer than her, but the man's self-esteem told him that he must hold on at this time.The hair of both of them has been loosened at this time, and at this time the hair is entangled and tangled...

Even if Yin Chuhuan and Mi Qilin made up for the wedding night in the bridal chamber, they could be regarded as Xiaobiesheng newlyweds, and the degree of indifference is not comparable to that of ordinary young couples.For three whole days and two nights, the hot water was moved in countless times, and the two fought fiercely, and finally both got up in the afternoon for many days.

Mi Qilin felt his whole body was limp like a puddle of mud, and he didn't want to get up, so he lay down on the couch and pretended to be dead.

"Even if you don't want to get up, you still have to eat. I called Zhuri to cook." Yin Chuhuan was as refreshed as a spring breeze.

"It's not fair. Why are you so spirited, but I feel like my bones are falling apart..." Mi Qilin felt very dissatisfied when he saw his spirit, but what else could she do besides being dissatisfied? As if a ton of trucks had run over it, there was no pain or soreness anywhere.

"Hehe, maybe it's because I practice martial arts since I was a child, so I'm physically strong?" Yin Chuhuan replied lightly, paused, and whispered in Mi Qilin's ear, "Or maybe your husband is very talented, with extraordinary physical strength comparable to others. ?”

"Thick-skinned..." Mi Qilin rolled his eyes at him, and when he thought of the various ways the two of them were doing disharmonious things, and all kinds of shameful postures...the face was covered with red clouds, like burning clouds in the evening sky Generally colorful.

Seeing her shy appearance, Yin Chuhuan felt a tightness in his lower abdomen. In fact, he really wanted to talk about what kind of food to eat. Isn't there a pretty and beautiful woman in front of him, what do you want those ordinary meals for?
However, two grunting sounds stopped Yin Chuhuan from returning to the couch again.Mi Qilin covered his stomach and looked at him in embarrassment, and grinned, "Hey..."

"You..." Yin Chuhuan shook his head helplessly and chuckled, "Aren't you hungry?"

Mi Qilin was too weak to move, so Yin Chuhuan had the dining table set up in the hall next to the bedroom, and he sat down directly holding Mi Qilin.

As soon as he sat down, Mi Qilin was dumbfounded. The food on this table looked very rich, but if you look carefully, what are these? !

Braised eel in brown sauce, pigeon with qiqiqi, kidney flower of Eucommia ulmoides, fried pork loin with chives, oysters, stewed venison with ginseng, soup with dangshen, wolfberry and red dates...

Mi Qilin's cheeks twitched uncontrollably a few times, pointed to a table of dishes, and asked weakly: "Do you know that he cooks these dishes?"

"I don't know. Just let him cook." Yin Chuhuan didn't care, and didn't think there was any problem with these dishes.

"Alas..." Mi Qilin held her forehead and was speechless for a while, she felt the deep malice from Zhu Ri...

Such a large table is full of dishes for invigorating the kidneys, he did it on purpose, right?Silently remind Yin Chuhuan to take it easy?

"Every day is also kind." Yin Chuhuan smiled calmly, and served a bowl of soup for Mi Qilin himself, "This bowl of soup with Codonopsis ginseng, wolfberry and red dates is suitable for you. In fact, you should make up for it more than me."

"Go..." Mi Qilin blushed and rolled his eyes at him, "By the way, Huanhuan, I have something to tell you..."

Mi Qilin remembered the time when she returned to modern times, and through Yin Chuhuan's attitude, she already understood that it was another Mi Qilin who lived here for a while.Presumably, Yin Chuhuan already knew that she was a soul from another world.

"En. Let's talk after dinner. I believe this is a very long story, and you have to gain enough energy to tell it." Yin Chuhuan said while picking up vegetables on the dinner plate in front of Mi Qilin, his movements were very gentle and considerate, but If Mi Qilin raised his head, he could see his narrow smile.

After dinner, it was already afternoon, and Yin Chuhuan had no plans to go to Jinzun Tower or Qianjin Tower at all. Mi Qilin finally came back, he didn't have the heart to do anything, he just wanted to be with her, for fear of another accident, she will disappear.

The two were strolling in the garden of the mansion. The warm autumn sun shone on their bodies, making them warm, but the wind that blew past brought a little bit of chill. Yin Chuhuan sat in the gazebo by the lake with Mi Qilin in his arms. With a rockery, it can block the cool wind.

Mi Qilin told Yin Chuhuan about the longitude and latitude of her coming to Baiqian Kingdom, and also told him everything about her from childhood to adulthood. In addition to being surprised by the completely different environment, Yin Chuhuan was also amused by her childhood anecdotes. Big and small.

"Later, I was killed in the deep mountains. When I woke up, I realized that I had come here and became Mi Qilin, the daughter of the general's mansion." After Mi Qilin told the past, he looked up at Yin Chuhuan, and a gust of autumn wind blew, and Yin Chuhuan was in his mind. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he smiled like a warm sun. His spirit was obviously much better than before. His smooth skin and deep facial features were as beautiful as gods descended from the sky. Mi Qilin was fascinated by it. A burst of dizziness.

"Tangtang, do you know how you woke up?" Yin Chuhuan raised his hand and pulled Mi Qilin's wind-blown hair behind her ear.

"I don't know. For a while, the ring finger on my left hand started to feel hot. I only had an intuition that I might come back soon. After I fell asleep at night, I woke up again, and I will be back." Mi Qilin shrugged, not knowing what happened to make him She had such a mysterious and miraculous experience, but fortunately, she returned to Yin Chuhuan's side safely.

"Maybe I miss you so much. God has mercy on me and summoned you back." Yin Chuhuan stretched out his long arms, hugged Mi Qilin tightly, and buried his head on her neck, his voice was a little muffled, " I must have done something good in my previous life..."

Yin Chuhuan didn't tell Mi Qilin the reason why she fainted on the day of her wedding, those were all Yin Chudan's tricks behind her back, because of Mi Yuan'er, Yin Chudan hated him and Mi Qilin.

In fact, if he hadn't let Mi Yuan'er and Shui Yunmei go back on purpose, and sent someone to deliver a secret letter to Mi Xuezhou, he wouldn't have killed them in a fit of rage. on the head.

When Lan Guorui and Princess Rui came to visit, he couldn't arrive in time for the palace banquet due to something. Although Mi Qilin was brave and resourceful to get out of the predicament by himself, that time was enough to make Yin Chudan hate her even more.

He has already let Mi Qilin take too many risks, let him do the rest.He didn't want Mi Qilin to make any mistakes, he couldn't afford to lose.

After a few days of tossing and tossing, Mi Qilin was already very sleepy, and the walk after eating and drinking made her even more exhausted, so she quickly proposed to go back to her room to rest.

"Okay, I'll take you back." Yin Chuhuan picked her up like a princess, walked through the mansion and quickly returned to the bedroom.

Although the windows and doors in the room have been opened wide to allow the air to circulate, there is still a faint smell of mutton. Mi Qilin frowned and lowered his head a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Yin Chuhuan chuckled, took out a few incense sticks from the drawer on the incense burner rack, lit them with a torch, and threw them into the incense burner. When they jumped to the ground, a scent of jasmine blossomed, quickly covering the original fragrance in the room. the taste of.

"Tangtang, I still have some things to do. You have a good rest, and I will be back in the evening. If you feel bored, I will ask Xiaodie to accompany you?" Yin Chuhuan covered Mi Qilin with a thin blanket and tucked in the quilt for her. , raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek.

"En." Mi Qilin nodded, and wanted to tell him to be careful when going out, but as soon as she fell on the couch, her eyelids felt heavy, and she blinked lightly twice before falling asleep.

Yin Chuhuan walked out of the house, called out Qin Xing with a secret whistle, and asked her to watch outside, and pay attention to Mi Qilin's safety.

"If the concubine feels bored or hungry after waking up, let someone go to the Jinzun Tower to invite Little Butterfly. Stay with the concubine." Yin Chuhuan was about to take a step, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and ordered again.

"Yes." Qin Xing's face was very calm, and he nodded.

Yin Chuhuan made arrangements for Mi Qilin, then turned around and left. When he walked out of the courtyard door of the new house, the expression on his face was no longer gentle, but replaced by a cold and gloomy expression. Xuan Yue and Mo Kong who were behind him both felt that the cold air coming from the master was colder than the autumn wind.

Yin Chuhuan came to the backyard of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and the small mound that looked like short grass was the secret entrance to the dark prison in his mansion.

Walking through the winding steps and entering the interior of the dark prison, as soon as I stepped into the door of the dark prison, I heard a man's yelling from inside:
"Yin Chuhuan, you bastard! If you have the ability, kill me!"

"What's the skill of doing these crooked ways? Don't be like a woman."

Xuan Yue heard this burst of insults, clenched her fists and was about to rush in, but was blocked by Yin Chuhuan's raised hand.

"He actually said that about you! The subordinate went down and cut off his tongue!" Xuan Yue felt aggrieved and aggrieved for her master.

"It's okay, I'll meet him." Yin Chuhuan withdrew his hand, glanced at the prison door, and said calmly.

Moving lightly with lotus steps, Yin Chuhuan's footsteps were steady, but his voice was very soft. He stepped up the steps step by step, and walked in the direction of the person who was still full of insults.

"Yin Chuhuan, you little bastard! If you have the ability, give me a clean cut!" The voice still kept going, the voice was already hoarse, but it was still roaring at the top of its lungs.

"King Ni really wants to die that much?" In the quiet cell, besides the insults, suddenly there was a calm young male voice.

"Eh?" Yin Kaichen was taken aback, looking at the source of the ultrasound, and Yin Chuhuan was standing at the door of the cell at some point, looking at him coldly.

"King Ren just said that he wanted me to give you a simple answer. Are you serious?" Yin Chuhuan raised one corner of his lips and seemed to be smiling, but in Yin Kaiduo's eyes, that smile was like Shura who had descended from hell. He was much older than Yin Chuhuan, but he still felt a chill down his back, and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"Hmph, I've been turned into a ghost by you, what's the point of being alive?!" Yin Kaiduo finally spoke, but his tone was much weaker, and there was a sense of sadness in it.

That day in the house on the cliff, Yin Chuhuan kicked the roof and fell from the sky, crippling his roots in one fell swoop. After he was locked in a dark prison, no one rescued him, presumably even his mother had no choice.

Yin Kaiduo was already in the same position as him, if he died in Yin Chuhuan's hands, Yin Kaiduo was enjoying his success, so how could he blame Yin Chuhuan for transgressing his status and imprisoning the emperor's uncle.

At first, he thought he was going to die, but Yin Chuhuan just didn't want to kill him, and let the guards in the prison change their methods to torture him every day.

(End of this chapter)