Zhu Wuhuan was talking in his heart while secretly observing his expression.
She was a little disappointed to find that there was nothing wrong with him.
She continued to speak leisurely in her heart.
[Tsk tsk tsk, just drink it obediently. I'll wait and see. When you're about to have diarrhea, will you lie weakly in bed and continue acting, or will you run to the toilet as fast as you can?]
"If you continue to lie in bed and pretend to be weak, you'll shit all over the bed, the whole palace will stink, and your reputation as Emperor Daning will be ruined."
"If you're running to the bathroom like a rocket, then I'll see how you're going to explain to me how you can be so weak one moment that I need to hold you, and the next moment you can run like a rocket. What's going on with your injuries..."
"..." Feng Changye was almost driven to despair by the torture of his queen.
Those ministers always say behind his back that he is insidious, haha, it’s time for them to see the power of the queen!
Compared with the queen's viciousness, what does his little skill mean?
He is extremely regretful now.
Why would he pretend to be injured when he was fine?
He knew that his queen's thinking process was different from other women. Even if he was injured, she would still torture him. Why did he insist on being so depressed and asking for trouble?
"Your Majesty, drink the soup quickly, or it will get cold."
Zhu Wuhuan kept staring at Feng Changye's expression. Seeing that he still hadn't changed, she concealed her disappointment and urged him gently.
Feng Changye looked at the bowl of pigeon soup in front of him as if nothing had happened.
Well, if you don’t drink it now, the soup will get cold.
But if he drinks this bowl of soup, he will be the one who gets cold.
well.
The aroma of the pigeon soup had already wafted into his nose. Codonopsis and astragalus were added to it, and the aroma of meat and the aroma of medicinal herbs blended together, making him very hungry.
But this alluring fragrance seemed to emit a poisonous smell that made him dread...
It made his scalp tingle.
Is he going to expose his mind-reading ability, or drink the bowl of soup as if nothing happened?
If he really starts to have diarrhea after drinking it, what should he do? He is a patient!
well!
Forget it, let it be diarrhea, let it be brisk walking, he accepted it, he could accept anything anyway, but he could never accept mind reading.
If you admit this, you will really die.
So he smiled and opened his mouth, gazing at his queen tenderly, "Okay, Queen, feed me."
Zhu Wuhuan concealed his surprise.
He actually wants to drink?
I heard that this soup contains croton seeds. Do you still dare to drink it?
Is he a true warrior who is not afraid of diarrhea, or is he simply not able to read minds and fail to hear her inner voice?
She stirred the soup gently with a spoon a few times, then scooped a spoonful of soup to his mouth.
"Your Majesty, it's not hot anymore. Come, let me feed you."
Feng Changye opened his mouth and drank the soup calmly.
He smacked his lips and tasted it, then tried hard to suppress the depression and grievance in his heart, and praised with a smile.
"The Queen's cooking skills are truly amazing. I used to think she could only make those cloyingly sweet egg custards... Turns out I underestimated her."
Zhu Wuhuan smiled and scooped another spoonful to feed him.
She said slowly, "With the imperial chef here to teach me, I will naturally not perform poorly. I will definitely not make a pot of food that can make people sick."
"..." Feng Changye's throat choked when he heard this, but he had to keep a gentle smile on his face.
His queen is really strong!
This ability to lie without changing one's expression or heartbeat is really amazing!
He took another sip.
After swallowing it, he suddenly felt that letting the queen feed him spoonful by spoonful was like being slowly tortured. It would be better for him to grab the bowl and swallow it in one gulp!
If you get diarrhea sooner, you will die sooner!
So he reached out and took the small bowl from the queen, smiling, "Feed it slowly like this, it won't taste good when it gets cold. I can't waste the queen's kindness, I want to drink it all in one go."
After saying that, he put the bowl to his lips, tilted his head back and drank the whole bowl of soup.
While praising the soup endlessly, he returned the small bowl to Zhu Wuhuan and deliberately looked towards the food box to see if there was any more soup.
Zhu Wuhuan kept looking at him.
His expression was just too perfect.
She and the system worked together but couldn't find any loopholes.
The doubts in her heart were slightly dispelled.
Maybe he really didn't have the ability to read minds. Sigh, she was too suspicious. She would just observe for a while...
Although Feng Changye felt bitter in his heart after drinking the croton soup, he felt a little happier when he heard the queen's thoughts at this time.
It’s good that the Queen has dispelled some of her doubts, so that his sacrifice will not be in vain.
He has to keep up the good work!
He held Zhu Wuhuan's wrist and asked with concern, "You've been in the kitchen all afternoon, surrounded by smoke and fire. Are you uncomfortable? Are you tired? Did you have morning sickness while stewing the soup?"
Seeing him care about her so much, Zhu Wuhuan's brows softened. "Your Majesty, I didn't have morning sickness. Both children are very well behaved in my belly. I haven't felt the slightest discomfort during this pregnancy."
Feng Changye also smiled and looked at her belly, nodding, "They are indeed two good children who love their mother very much."
He pointed to the small couch opposite and said, "You usually have to take a nap. Go lie down over there and rest for a while. Otherwise, you will feel tired and uncomfortable in the afternoon."
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at the memorial in front of him, and not wanting to disturb him too much, nodded and walked towards the small couch.
She leaned against the soft pillow, closed her eyes and took a nap.
Feng Changye looked at her face, which looked softer after she closed her eyes. His face was full of doting, but there was also a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
What a heartless person.
After giving him croton, she was able to take a nap as if nothing had happened. Alas, no one felt sorry for him.
If he were not the emperor, if it was just the two of them at home, with no one else to laugh at him, then he really wanted to just shit on the bed and make her stink to death!
Then he would deliberately not give her money to buy new sheets and pillowcases, and would force her to wash the sheets he had soiled, and then vomit in her stomach!
Who made her treat him like this on purpose, right? She must get revenge!
But……
After glancing at the dozen or so eunuchs and palace maids, he lowered his head and began to read the memorials silently.
Alas, with so many people around, he couldn’t afford to lose face.
He felt a little restless for the rest of the time.
He would take a deep breath from time to time to check if there was any buzzing sound or slight pain in his stomach.
He was afraid that the diarrhea would come too quickly and catch him off guard...
But a quarter of an hour passed, and then two quarters of an hour passed...
He is safe and sound.
Half an hour passed, and he was still sitting there well, without any discomfort in his stomach.
If there really was croton in the soup, the medicinal effect would have taken effect long ago.
Realizing this, his fingers holding the red pen paused slightly, and he suddenly looked up at the queen opposite him who was breathing lightly.
His slender fingers gently rubbed his eyebrows, he gazed at his queen tenderly, and raised the corners of his mouth in pleasure.
“Tsk…”
His queen is indeed a little badass.
His Huanhuan is a very naughty and cute little rascal.
I was just trying to scare him. There was no croton in the pigeon soup.
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