Such a girl can dance with a sword, but it is even harder to let her cook than to reach the sky.

But today, she actually washed her hands and made soup for Ye Zheng!

What's even more amazing is that my words offended her, and I'm afraid I'll have my own good fruits to eat next.

So Nanyan grabbed her sleeve.

"No, no, I'll drink!"

“…”

Ran Xiaoyu looked back at her resentfully, and Nan Yan smiled and said repeatedly: "Who said I don't drink it, I drink it!"

"snort!"

Ran Xiaoyu turned around and returned to the table.

However, the color of the soup...

And the smell is emitted...

This seems to be not used for people to drink at all.

Somehow, Nan Yan remembered the torture instruments used by the prison forcing the prison to confess. Although there was no such thing, perhaps it might be very effective if it was taken to the Heavenly Prison.

Just as Nan Yan was hesitating and thinking about everything, Ran Xiaoyu stood aside.

She said impatiently: "Does the Empress drink?"

“…”

"I will take it away if I don't drink it!"

"I drink..."

Nan Yan smiled bitterly, thinking that it would be fine if he stretched his head and shook it, and it would be fine if he pinched his nose and drank it, but as soon as he lifted it up and smelled the smell, he felt a sense of silence.

This taste is really not something that is born to be acceptable to humans.

I don’t know what this aunt took and made it into the soup.

It's really, it's deadly!

Nan Yan gritted his teeth and was about to pour it into his mouth with his eyes closed, suddenly, a life-saving footsteps came from outside.

Xiao Shunzi said in his voice: "The emperor is here!"

When Nan Yan heard this, he was so surprised that he hurriedly put the bowl back on the table and went forward with Ran Xiaoyu to bow.

"Greetings to the Emperor!"

Zhu Feng walked in slowly, saw Ran Xiaoyu at first sight, and said, "Are you here too?"

"yes."

Zhu Feng helped Nanyan up and the two sat in a chair together.

Zhu Feng said: "Didn't you ask you to serve Ye Zheng there?"

"Mr. Ye's matter is almost done. I am not at ease with the Queen, come and take a look."

"How is Ye Zheng today?"

“…”

Ran Xiaoyu's eyes were gloomy, and she lowered her head and whispered: "Nothing has improved yet."

Zhu Feng frowned: "What are Wang Baizhi doing?"

Although Ran Xiaoyu was full of body and mind on Ye Zheng, she knew that this matter could not be blamed entirely on the Imperial Doctor. After all, the Imperial Doctor is not a god, so she whispered: "Doctor Wang has been busy there all the time. Today, she used a silver needle to cross the acupoint for Ye Zheng and opened a house."

Nan Yan also said, "Yes, the emperor, it's not that easy to get sick."

“…”

Zhu Feng didn't say anything and let out a deep breath.

Compared to everyone, he was more worried about Ye Zheng, but his concern was unable to be placed on his face.

Besides, there were also the sand bandits in front of him, and after that, the special envoy of Anxu Kingdom came to visit. Even if he was worried about Ye Zheng, he could not distract himself.

Zhu Feng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

Nan Yan looked at him like this and said softly: "No matter how busy the emperor is, he should have a good rest and pay more attention to his health."

"Don't I know?"

"Um……"

Nan Yan thought for a while, his eyes suddenly fell on the bowl of soup on the table, and his eyes lit up.

He said, "Your Majesty, this bowl of soup is carefully cooked by Xiaoyu. You can drink it."

“…”

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when I finished saying this, Nan Yan trembled when he heard Zhu Feng’s calm breath.
Chapter completed!