Yue Qiyun slept in a pair of clothes. From the morning of the previous day, she slept until the next day at noon.

When the sunlight covered with thick window paper shone on her eyes, Yue Qiyun stretched her waist long, looked at the sunshine in the room, and muttered in a low voice: "Why, I only slept for a while now?"

When I was talking, I felt my mouth and tongue dry. Then, the intestines in the abdomen roared like a drum.

She scratched her head, as if she had eaten a lot of food before going to bed. After only a while, why did she become so hungry?

The kang was burning warmly, and the newly replaced quilt also had the smell of sunshine. Such a comfortable quilt made her reluctant to leave. She turned over, held back her hunger, and planned to sleep for a while.

"Hey, I've been sleeping for a day and a night, so it's time to get up, right?" While he was confused, the door was pounding and Yelu Xiaoqiang's annoying voice came in through the crack of the door.

"What, it's been a day and a night?" Yue Qiyun climbed up, rubbed her eyes and looked at the leaking at the head of the bed. The leaking leaking for twelve hours was all tilted to the bottom. Didn't it be a day and a night?

After wearing a thick blue burqa with lamb velvet, she opened the wooden door with her long hair.

"Good guy, I thought you had died of sleep!" Xiao Guangbei held a large thick porcelain bowl with ginseng soup still steaming. The translucent sunlight shone on his jade-like cheeks, and almost jumping spots could be seen on his thick eyebrows.

"If you don't open the door, maybe I'll break in. How about it? It seems that I'm having a good rest?" Xiao Guangbei stepped into the room without waiting for Yue Qiyun to respond, and put the thick porcelain bowl on the small kang table at the head of the kang. His peach blossom eyes wandered around Yue Qiyun, showing a satisfied smile.

Yue Qiyun touched her cramped belly and suddenly smiled: "I said why are you so hungry? It turns out that you have overslept!"

"Now, drink this ginseng soup first!" Xiao Guangbei pointed to the large thick porcelain bowl, "I have been boiling since last night, and the chicken bones are crispy, drink while it's hot. A pot of cakes are pasted in the kitchen, I have to take a look!"

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out, and the morning light dragged his shadow long.

Yue Qiyun sat on the warm kang, drinking the slightly bitter ginseng soup in one mouthful. The smell of pheasant meat and the unique medicinal aroma of ginseng hit her face.

These days, Xiao Guangbei has been cooking medicine for her to take care of her diet and daily life. If it were someone else, Yue Qiyun would not feel anything, but he was Xiao Guangbei, the emperor of Wu Chi Kingdom, the person who had tried to kill herself several times.

Yue Qiyun really doesn't understand why he is so kind to him. Is it just because he is grateful for his life that has saved him?

No, no! Thinking of how Xiao Guangbei treated his life-savior in the poplar forest, Yue Qiyun quickly overturned this possibility.

This evil man has always been a slutty man. How could he change his position just because of a life-saving grace? Don’t forget that he knows his identity, and there is only an endless opposition between them.

Yue Qiyun didn't think he would poison her. She didn't know where such trust came from, and even she herself couldn't figure it out.

As she thought about it, a bowl of ginseng soup had been drunk. She didn't want to worry about this issue anymore, so she picked up the empty bowl and walked out of the room.

Outside the door, the bright sunshine fell on this world of ice and snow. The dazzling light made her squint her eyes. The air was filled with the smell of burning wood and the sweetness of corn.

Seeing the smoke from cooking stoves floating from the roof of a large wooden house on the left, she was attracted by the long-lost sweet smell of food and walked into the special kitchen.

The clear winter sun shines obliquely on the kitchen made of huge logs, and a tall man is busy surrounding the steaming stove. He pulls the front of the burqa high, and the white wool inside the burqa looks like an apron.

He lifted the lid on the stove and looked at the food in the pot, then squatted on the ground and picked up the firewood and threw it into the stove.

In the kitchen, the steaming mist and golden sunlight formed a psychedelic world, and what moved Yue Qiyun the most was the busy and upright figure in the light and shadow composed of sunshine and steam.

It was like a winter morning in the mountains, a man who was spinning around the stove, and from then on, he remained deeply in Yue Qiyun's memory. Throughout his life, the vivid colors did not fade, and the warm smell did not dissipate.

Xiao Guangbei covered the big and heavy pot lid, raised his hand to wipe off a bead of sweat from his temples, and when he looked up, he saw Yue Qiyun in and out of the door.

"Have you taken the medicine?" He smiled happily, and the smile patterns at the corners of his eyes added fatal tenderness to the peach blossom eyes. Yue Qiyun's heart, for no reason, slapped her face and her face turned red quietly.

"Oh, let's see, this is the most successful one I have done, and there is no such thing as a pot." Xiao Guangbei waved his hand at Yue Qiyun, his tone full of pride, as if he was a child waiting for the adults to praise him. "Look, look, how smart I am! I can learn without a teacher! If I don't brag, there is nothing in this world that I can't learn!"

"Yeah!" Yue Qiyun suppressed the throbbing in her heart, sniffed the smell hard, raised her eyebrows and said, "It smells pretty good, but I don't know if I can eat it."

"You don't know if you can eat it? I've made the rice these days, and you can eat the porridge that is so delicious?" Xiao Guangbei was proudly dancing. When Yue Qiyun walked to the stove, he lifted the lid of the pot like a treasure, letting her see the results of her busy morning.

In the large, black and shiny iron pot, there was half a pot of corn paste underneath, and there were a few strange-shaped corn cakes sticking around the iron pot. Although the appearance was not very good, the golden color caused Yue Qiyun, who had been hungry for a whole day, tossed up with his index finger.

"It's almost time to get familiar, don't be idle, go and set up the dishes and chopsticks!" Xiao Guangbei covered the lid again, pointed to the row of cupboards by the wall, and said domineeringly, his thick eyebrows raised and fell proudly, falling and raised again. Yue Qiyun felt that the eyebrows seemed to be dancing on the wide forehead.

"What's so good about a pot of corn porridge? I thought you made a table of delicacies!" Just because I didn't want to see his proud rooster, Yue Qiyun couldn't help but speak sarcastic.

"Hey, what can I do if I praise me? You woman is so unpleasant!" After hearing Yue Qiyun's words, Xiao Guangbei's two jumping eyebrows immediately drooped. He pouted and muttered. Under his thick eyebrows, his pair of peach blossom eyes glanced at Yue Qiyun with a angrily look.

Is this person acting cute?
Chapter completed!