Chapter 53 You should stay at home tomorrow
Love was still surprised that Deshun opened the door so quickly.
Murong Jin had already walked over: "Why are you still awake at this time, sir?"
His eyes fixed on her swollen lips, his face darkened: "What's wrong with your lips?"
Luo Fu came back to her senses and saw him like this. She couldn't help but ask, "Did you have another conflict with someone outside?"
When he came back this time, he was not in a bad mood, but was full of irritability.
She remembered what Qing He had said and advised, "Actually, everywhere here is good. There's no need to bother making friends. You know a lot of people in the inner court, so just hang out with the ones you like. As for those you don't like, don't force yourself and just stay away from them."
Murong Jin didn't say anything, his eyes still fixed on her lips.
Luo Fu had no choice but to explain: "It's okay. I had hotpot with Zhao Cairen and Sun Guiren from Jinfu Pavilion in front last night. I ate spicy hotpot, and my lips are a little red and swollen."
Murong Jin listened to her calm and steady words, and the restlessness in his heart gradually calmed down. He looked at Tinglan and Qinghe, who were retreating with their heads bowed, and said, "Go get some ice."
Luo Fu said, "It will be fine tomorrow. No need to apply ice."
"What if tomorrow's not good?" Murong Jin held out his hand and took her into the house. "I didn't know you loved spicy food so much. Seeing you're still awake, I think your lips must be uncomfortable because of the spiciness. When I'm not around, you eat whatever you want. Doesn't your stomach hurt?"
Luo Fu sat down on the embroidery cushion in front of the table, realizing she had overindulged herself: "I won't do that next time."
Murong Jin snorted and didn't say anything else to her.
Tinglan brought some ice wrapped in a towel. Murong Jin took it, half-circled around her, and gently applied it to her swollen lips: "Why did you invite that person here? I heard that person doesn't like people with ordinary family backgrounds."
Love was already used to his attentive service, so she didn't apply any cream herself and told him what happened in the afternoon.
Murong Jin raised an eyebrow when he heard this: "Has my noble master learned to bully others with his power?"
Luo Fu coughed dryly, a little embarrassed. "Otherwise, she won't listen to me. We're neighbors, and it would be bad if we get upset. By the way, Chang Jin, are you hungry? I wanted you to have a hot pot with Chang An, Ting Lan, and the others for dinner, but you didn't come back. I asked Shou Zhong to make you something to eat. How about five-spice noodles?"
Murong Jin really didn't eat much and didn't want to eat, but looking at the beautiful woman in front of him who was looking at him with concern and wanted to feed him, he still agreed.
Luo Fu didn't sleep, and the people in Ningxiangju were on standby. After she gave the order, a bowl of hot and fragrant noodles was served soon.
Luo Fu took the ice from Murong Jin's hand and said, "Shou Zhong made it for me two days ago. It's made with a sauce of ground pepper, sesame seeds, soy sauce, vinegar, and bamboo shoot juice mixed into the noodles. Don't underestimate its simplicity. The chewy noodles coated with the sauce are so delicious. Come and try it."
Murong Jin had no choice but to eat a piece of food. Seeing her peach blossom eyes looking at him expectantly, he coaxed her: "It's really delicious."
So the beauty was happy and sat beside him watching him eat.
It was rare for Murong Jin to finish a bowl of noodles in peace and contentment.
The delicate beauty finally felt sleepy. She rested her hands on her cheeks, her peach blossom eyes slightly closed, and she was still murmuring, "You should stay at home tomorrow..."
Murong Jin rinsed his mouth and was wiping his hands with a towel when he heard her mumbling. He paused and looked at her: "What?"
But she stopped talking again.
Murong Jin threw away the towel, leaned over and picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. When he put her on the bed, she forced her eyes open again: "The day after tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. We didn't even celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, so we have to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival properly.
I plan to make steamed cakes and cut flags tomorrow. You stay home and we can do it together..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually weakened, and her bright peach eyes could no longer be opened. She hugged the quilt, and her breathing gradually became even.
Murong Jin looked at her but did not move for a long time.
Celebrating the Double Ninth Festival...
are you at home……
Let’s do it together…
He had never heard anything like it.
Murong Jin reached out and stroked the cheek of the sleeping beauty, whispering, "Today, those two old foxes finally realized that the people who were pushed out to die were insignificant pawns. I was very annoyed, so I killed two of their important people. When the ministers found out, they came over and made a fuss. I killed two more of them, and they finally shut up."
As he spoke about what he had done, his slender fingers slid across her still slightly swollen lips: "But you enjoy living like this, how can I kill you again?"
The beautiful lady was sleeping soundly, so how could she respond to him?
He stared at her and snorted in dissatisfaction: "Beauty is a disaster."
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