Chapter 273 Wind girl likes it

  Feng Qianwei had already freshened up, then put on comfortable clothes and lay on the bed ready to rest.

  She feels dizzy and uncomfortable. Pregnant women need enough sleep.

  Especially a few days ago, she lost the power of her soul, and now she needs more rest.

   "I wonder if Big Brother has arrived at Wenxing Pagoda now? With Elder Tang, he should be able to go well!"

  She thought that Feng Jiumu had also set off for several days, and if it was soon, she would have arrived at Wenxing Tower.

  Speaking of the name Feng Jiumu, it reminded her of a poem, and suddenly felt that the name was quite romantic.

  "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in their turn."

  She and Feng Jiumu are not at home. Although Wu Yiniang is driven out of the house, she does not know if she will come up with another conspiracy to deal with Bai Suqing.

   "Otherwise, I will ask Dabingshan to let me pay attention to the situation of Fengfu. He must have this connection."

  Feng Qianwei remembered her previous whereabouts, almost all under Yun Liangze's grasp, indicating that he could stare at Feng Mansion.

  At this moment, she suddenly understood Yun Liangze's intentions. Perhaps he was worried about her safety, just as she was worried about Bai Suqing, so that people would follow.

  It’s just that she understands, she still doesn’t understand that Yun Liangze cares so much about her. What is the picture?

   "Girl Wind, this is Cheng Mu, can I come in?"

   Cheng Mu's voice came from outside the door, very polite.

"come in!"

  Feng Qianwei put on a light purple plum blossom pearl outer garment and opened the closed door.

  Her beautiful face is full of exhaustion and a little haggard. She has green waterfall hair, just tied with a white hair band, and her relaxed and lazy posture is like a cat in the afternoon sun.

  The petals on the branches outside the door, like white butterflies, were blown off by a gust of wind and fell on her shoulders.

   "Miss Feng, my Royal Highness heard that you can't eat anything, so I specially made a bowl of noodles for you."

  Cheng Mu is holding a rectangular painted wooden tray with a black ceramic bowl on it, covered with a wooden lid to prevent dust from falling in.

   "Thank your highness for your kindness, I really can't eat anything, now I have to rest, please come back."

Feng Qianwei said.

  "Miss Feng, you have a bite first. After all, our Royal Highness has worked so hard to cook for you. He never cooks for anyone. Even if you can’t eat it, take a bite."

   Cheng Mu face to face, walked into the room, put the tray on the table, and said pleadingly.

   "Okay! Then I'll take a bite."

  Feng Qianwei also knew that if she didn't eat a bite, Cheng Mu would not be able to deal with her when she returned, and she also failed Yun Liangze's kindness.

  She cheered up and opened the wooden lid.

  The scent coming from her nose made her move her index finger, and she couldn't help but want to eat some.

  The color of this noodle is very beautiful, it looks like crystal clear jelly. The noodles are also covered with tender loofah flowers and golden egg flowers, as well as some fried meat.

  All kinds of dishes are matched together, which looks very delicious.

  She took a spoonful of soup with a spoon, took a sip, the aroma was refreshing, and the deliciousness of various ingredients mixed her appetite. She hadn't eaten for a long time, so she couldn't help but ate it.

  This is the best noodle she has ever eaten, and she can’t stop eating.

   "Let me just say, where can anyone resist the food made by His Highness?"

  Cheng Mu couldn't help smiling, seeing her eating so fragrantly, if His Highness knew, she would be very happy.

   "Your Royal Highness's cooking skills are really nothing to say!"

  Feng Qianwei blushed, and she was very full. She drank all the soup and ate all the noodles, she couldn't help but praise.

   "Girl Wind likes it."

   Cheng Mu said elegantly, tidying up the dishes and chopsticks skillfully.

  　 There is a kind of tiredness, which is the sleepiness of not opening my eyes, and I continue to finish writing.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)