This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Seeing this, Jin Qiao couldn't help joking: "Miss, you said you were not interested in the Lord. Look at you, your face is red!"

"Where do I have? Jinqiao, don't talk nonsense. Be careful to be heard." Shen Yulian said coyly.

Jin Qiao said, "Miss, if you don't feel anything about the prince, why did you take drugs and blood for him before? You worked so hard to stew tonics for him?"

"I, Lord, he kindly took me in. Of course I can't be ungrateful."

"Is that really all?" Jin Qiao said and said, "but who doesn't like the dragon among people like the Lord? So it's normal for you to like him, miss. Most people can't get close to him if you want to get close to him, miss, but you can always care about him. Maybe the Lord will fall in love with you as time goes by."

"Jin Qiao, where are you talking about? Shut up quickly. If you don't shut up again, be careful that I take a needle to sew your mouth!" Shen Yulian said coyly.

Jinqiao saw this, but laughed, "Miss, come on! If you catch me, I'll let you sew!"

"OK, you stinky Jinqiao, you see I can't catch you!" Shen Yulian pretended to be angry, rolled up her sleeve and ran after Jin Qiao.

The two masters and servants went back to the Tinglan waterside noisily, and their silver bell like laughter sounded in the night sky.

-

Xianwang Mansion

Since the last time Nalan Meng kissed Xianwang, her relationship with Xianwang has become a little awkward.

Xian Wang Ming knew that Nalan Meng had to, but he still couldn't face her.

So recently, even if Nalan Jun has been living in King Xian's house, they are not too close, and they are not afraid that Nalan Jun knows and chooses to sleep in separate rooms.

Seeing the rapid decline in the relationship between his daughter and his son-in-law, as a father, naranjun was very worried.

That afternoon, when Nalan Meng came to see him, he asked tentatively, "Meng Er, have you had any movement in your stomach lately?"

Hearing his father's question, Nalan Meng looked a little unnatural.

She hurriedly said: "father, the Lord has been busy with official business recently, so..."

"Busy with official business? No matter how busy you are, you can't ignore the issue of children." Nalan Jun said lightly, "also, didn't you have a good relationship before? Why did you sleep in separate rooms recently?"

"Well, actually, it's like this. The prince gets up early every day and goes to the morning. He's afraid of quarreling with me. So we discussed and decided to sleep in separate rooms in the future, so that we won't disturb each other." Nalan Meng faltered.

A deep meaning flashed in Nalan Jun's eyes. He nodded and said with a smile: "I see. It seems that Liuyun is very considerate to you. In this way, you can rest assured that you are a father!"

Then he added: "meng'er, Liuyun is always busy with official business recently. As a wife, you must be more concerned and considerate about him. You see, you don't talk to him much every day. How can you go on like this? The so-called husband and wife naturally need to communicate and talk more, so that they can last long."

"My daughter knows that she will care more about him in the future." Naran Meng said.

"In this way, Fubo stewed a tonic today. When xialiuyun comes back, you can take it to him and give him a tonic." Naranjun said, and looked at Fu Bo next to him.

Fubo hurriedly said, "yes, miss, there are ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and snow lotus in my tonic. It can nourish the heart, calm the mind, nourish the liver and strengthen the spleen. It is especially suitable for tonifying the body. You can give it to the Lord later."

Nalan Meng didn't doubt him, nodded and said, "OK, Lao Fubo."

After a while, Fubo prepared a cup of tonic Soup for nalanmeng.

After taking the tonic soup, Nalan Meng left!

-

When Nalan Meng returned to his yard, Zhishu came to her, "Miss, my uncle is back!"

Nalan Meng mentioned the tonic soup in his hand and said, "where is he?"

"Go to the study!"

"What? He went to the study again?" Nalan Meng frowned.

"Yes! My uncle doesn't know what happened recently. He locked himself in his study as soon as he came back. No one saw him and didn't care about anything. He should have something on his mind."

"What's on your mind?" Remembering the disappearance of Yun ruoyue, Nalan Meng looked chilly, "Zhishu, you accompany me to see the Lord."

"Yes."

In the study, the virtuous king was standing in front of the desk and looking through the letters on the desk.

Every time he opened a letter, he looked at the contents anxiously, with a worried look on his face.

As soon as Nalan Meng came to the door of the study, he saw the look of Xian Wang worried.

She hurried in and said, "Lord, what are you doing?"

Hearing the voice of Nalan Meng, the virtuous King hurriedly covered the letters with several official documents.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Nalan Meng, "princess, why are you here?"

Seeing that the virtuous king didn't want to let himself see those letters, Nalan Meng pretended not to see them.

She raised the tonic soup in her hand and said, "well, Fubo cooked tonic soup today. My father asked me to send you some to make up your body."

The virtuous king said, "OK, thank you, father-in-law."

After Nalan Meng nodded, he went over and put the cup of tonic soup on the table.

At this time, Zhishu said, "Miss, there is a lot of soup. Drink it with my uncle! I'll leave first!"

It's rare for a young lady to get along with her uncle. Of course, you should be interested in learning books.

When she finished, she hurried out.

Seeing that the Lord and the princess are hard to get along with, Mo Yu hurried out and brought the door for them.

After they left, the atmosphere in the study was a little awkward.

In order to ease the embarrassment, Nalan Meng quickly opened the soup cup, scooped out a bowl of tonic soup and handed it to the virtuous king, "Lord, come, you try Fubo's craft. His stew is unique."

Xianwang didn't want to drink it now, but when he saw that Nalan Meng had handed over the tonic soup, he had to say, "OK. This tonic soup can replenish qi and nourish blood. You look a little bad recently. You can also drink some."

"OK, let's drink together." Nalan Meng happened to be thirsty, so he scooped a bowl of tonic Soup for himself and began to drink.

After taking a sip, the wise king could not help admiring: "this soup is sweet but not greasy. It's very delicious. Fubo's craftsmanship is really good."

"Faber will be happy to hear you praise him. Since it's good, drink more." Nalan Meng said.

"Don't eat too much at night. I'll just drink this!" The virtuous king said and put the bowl on the table.

At this time, he suddenly found himself a little hot, his face a little hot, and his forehead was soaked with fine sweat.

He quickly reached out to wipe his sweat on his forehead and said, "it's so hot today!"

"Yes! It's so muggy. Is it going to rain heavily?" Nalan Meng also suddenly felt very hot.

"But the weather outside is so good that it doesn't look like it's going to rain. Maybe we've just eaten, so we'll feel a little hot." The virtuous king said and immediately felt that he was hotter than just now.

Moreover, the heat gradually turned into dry heat. It seemed that there was a desire to gush out in his heart, and his body immediately tightened up.