lcionline Chapter 350: Unparalleled Beauty vs. 715
Chapter 350: Unparalleled Beauty vs. 715
Qu Xinyue quietly went and took away a set of men's clothes.
It is common for guests of Guiyin Pavilion to have wine and beverages accidentally stain their robes, and some guests do not have another set of clothes. Often at this time, Guiyin Pavilion will sell the clothes that have been prepared in advance to the guests.
Of course, if the customer is like Master Nan Ze, who spends money without blinking an eye, Guiyin Pavilion will definitely not accept any money.
Qu Xinyue went to the big kitchen to find some food to fill her stomach.
It was late at night and there was no one in the kitchen except for a girl who was sitting by the stove, dozing off.
Hearing the footsteps, the maid who was in charge of the fire woke up in shock. When she saw that the person coming was Qu Xinyue, a friendly smile immediately appeared on her face.
The two of them used to help out in the big kitchen and had a good relationship.
"Is there anything else to eat?" Qu Xinyue asked.
The maid who was in charge of the fire shook her head and whispered, "There's only a pot of chicken soup simmering on a low fire on the stove. This is what Miss Yingxiang ordered. It should be served to Mother Rong tomorrow morning."
Yingxiang?
Qu Xinyue remembered, wasn't he the pillar who played the guzheng very well?
He was supposed to go on stage, but he deliberately let a bee sting his finger so as not to go on stage to deceive Rong's mother.
Now that he can no longer control Rong's mother, he might as well change his strategy and send chicken soup to Rong's mother as soon as possible to apologize and then repair the relationship?
Qu Xinyue lay on the cushion and opened the earthenware jar. The chicken soup in the jar had already turned into a golden color.
Fragrant.
Tsk, the chicken soup was cooked by the kitchen chef, the fire was lit by Xiaodong, and Yingxiang wanted to please Rong's mother just by talking?
Qu Xinyue couldn't help but reveal an evil smile at the corner of her lips.
"The chicken soup is ready. Go back to sleep. It's just for godmother. It's okay. I can take it to godmother."
The maid Xiaodong nodded blankly, her sleepy mind a little confused.
This chicken soup will eventually end up in Rong's mother's mouth, so it doesn't matter who delivers it.
She yawned, nodded stupidly, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
Qu Xinyue quickly poured out a bowl of chicken soup and brought it to Rong's mother's yard.
Fortunately, the yard where Rong's mother lived was not far from the big kitchen, so they arrived there quickly.
Seeing Qu Xinyue coming over, Rong's mother was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward to look Qu Xinyue up and down. After making sure that her newly adopted goddaughter was fine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If Prince Cang Zhao hadn't confirmed that Xinyue was fine, she would have been unable to resist breaking in.
But at that time, Prince Cang Zhao made it clear that he only needed to go in.
Obviously, there were some things he wanted to say to Xinyue that he didn't want others to hear.
"Xiao Yue, that prince..."
Mother Rong looked curious.
This is a long story. There are injured people in her room who need to be taken care of, and she can't tell Mother Rong that Prince Cang Zhao has been poisoned.
Qu Xinyue looked embarrassed: "Godmother, the prince doesn't allow us to talk about this."
After saying that, she placed the bowl of chicken soup on the table and gave earnest instructions.
"I'm sorry to have worried you, godmother. This is the chicken soup I asked the chef in the kitchen to make. I asked Xiaodong to watch the fire. It's still hot and smells delicious. Godmother, drink it while it's hot. I'm going back first."
A bowl of chicken soup. Even at this late hour, the little girl brought it to her eagerly.
Rong's mother, who has always been alone, suddenly realized the joy of having a little one in other people's families!
The look in her eyes when she looked at Qu Xinyue was even more loving, and she waved her hands repeatedly, asking Qu Xinyue to go back to bed early.
……
Qu Xinyue happily returned to the kitchen, took out the hidden clothes, picked up the earthenware jar, grabbed a few steamed buns, and then walked back.
Now she lives alone in a yard which is quite remote, so she walked back smoothly without meeting anyone.
He entered the house, closed the door, and Qi Zhao, who was hiding on the beam, jumped down and landed in front of Qu Xinyue.
Qu Xinyue threw the clothes to the other person and deliberately teased: "Oh, you really didn't leave?"
"I." Qi Yao opened his mouth and wanted to argue, but was stopped by Qu Xinyue's hushing.
The girl in front of him looked at him with a smile on her face, her eyes slightly curved, and excitement revealed in every word she spoke.
"I'm glad you didn't leave." She said as she pushed Qi Yao's lower back with both hands and pushed Qi Yao behind the screen to change his wet clothes.
Qi Yao was pushed by Qu Xinyue and carried Qu Xinyue on his back. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
When he came out after changing his clothes, chicken soup was already on the table. The hot chicken soup was emitting an aroma, which immediately made Qi Yao, whose stomach was empty, secrete a lot of saliva in his mouth.
"It's all yours, eat quickly." Qu Xinyue smiled and pushed the person into the chair.
It was the first time that Qi Yao felt so comfortable while escaping.
He clasped his fists towards Qu Xinyue and made a serious promise.
"Thank you, young lady. From now on, whenever you need me, Qiyao will definitely be there for you."
After saying that, he sat down confidently, took a dazzling white steamed bun and ate it in big mouthfuls, taking a sip of chicken soup and a bite of steamed bun, and then taking big mouthfuls of soft stewed chicken, eating it with great relish.
After eating and drinking, Qi Yao wiped his lips and heard Qu Xinyue's sweet and soft voice.
"Go wash up, then come back to sleep. The bed is made."
After Qi Yao finished washing up and came to the bed, he saw Qu Xinyue lying on the so-called made bed, and his whole body almost turned red with fever.
He stuttered, pointing at the half of the bed that Qu Xinyue had reserved for him, and asked in surprise.
"Hey, you, let's sleep together?"
Qu Xinyue covered her rosy lips, yawned lazily, and lay on her side with her hands supporting her face.
She raised her eyes seductively and spoke slowly.
"You are injured all over and you can't go out. There may be many soldiers outside looking for you. Let's talk about it later." She paused and glanced at the wound on Qi Yao's thigh with a joking look.
"You can't do this."
No no no...ok?
Qi Yao almost couldn't catch his breath.
No matter what a man says, he can never say he is not capable!
This is about dignity!
He gritted his teeth, glared at Qu Xinyue, and tried to save his dignity: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll take it out and scare you to death!"
Who knew that in these worlds, Qu Xinyue had tried all the difficult positions? Her face was trained by the shameless dogs.
When she heard Qi Yao's threat, she was not scared at all. Instead, she raised her little face with curiosity, her eyes bright and expectant.
"Really? Then take it out and let me see it?"
Qi Yao: ...Dead!
He was so angry that he just lay down on the bed.
With long arms and legs, it occupies more than half of the position at once.
I thought that once he lay down, no matter how flirtatious Qu Xinyue was, she would show some of the restraint that a girl should have.
But when Qi Yao turned his head to look at the girl beside him, he found that she had become heartless. With a smile on her lips, she rubbed her head against the pillow and closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep.
Qiyao: ...
Soon, Qu Xinyue fell into a deep sleep.
Qi Yao couldn't fall asleep. The fragrance that kept invading his side seemed to penetrate every pore and kept drilling into his nostrils.
It was the first time for Qi Yao to share a bed with a woman. This was really incredible for him yesterday.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at Qu Xinyue with deep eyes, thinking: What kind of girl is she? She is so eccentric that it is hard to figure her out.
The temperature was relatively low at night, and it seemed that Qu Xinyue felt the constant source of heat around her.
Qu Xinyue, who was sleeping soundly, unconsciously leaned forward and leaned against the heat source, rubbing against it comfortably.
Qiyao: ...