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    On Luohan''s bed, Xuanyuan Mo still closed his eyes, his forehead was full of sweat, and his hands held the quilt tightly.


    "Xuanyuanmo, I tell you that the child in my belly is lianzhengyu. On the full moon night of August 15, lianzhengyu and I were in the cave. We stayed in the cave all night..."


    Suddenly, Xuanyuan Mo suddenly sat up, reached out his hand to caress his chest and grabbed the skirt of his chest.


    It felt like a big hole had been dug in his heart. It hurt so much that he wanted to take it off.


    The door "squeaked", and Yuying came in with a tray. When I saw Xuanyuan Mo sitting on the bed, I was happy, "Lord, you''re awake!"


    Last night, when Long Yue sent the prince over, he was really shocked. It was the first time he saw the prince''s lifeless appearance. The prince has always been in good health and has hardly been ill. This time, I don''t know why he fainted. Needless to say, it must be related to the princess. Except the princess, no second person can make the prince like that.


    "Lord, have something to eat." Yuying walked to the bedside with a bowl of white porridge.


    Xuanyuan Mo lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He didn''t seem to see the Royal shadow by the bed and walked directly to the door.


    Imperial shadow looked at Xuanyuan Mo''s back and smoked the corners of his mouth. Well, he was completely ignored again. Reluctantly, he took the white porridge in his hand and went to the table, put it into the tray, and then said with regret, "it''s a pity that the porridge made by the princess was poured out..."


    Before he finished, the bowl of porridge on the tray disappeared.


    The imperial shadow looked at the Xuanyuan ink that had been eaten over there, blinked, and a smile came up on his lips. I knew that the prince would eat the porridge made by the princess herself.


    After a while, a bowl of white porridge was eaten by Xuanyuan mo.


    Looking at the appearance of his own prince, Yuying hurriedly said, "go down and bring all the porridge cooked by the imperial concubine."


    Yuying said and ran out. After a while, he came back with a casserole of porridge, took an empty bowl and added a bowl of porridge to xuanyuanmo again.


    This time, Xuanyuan Mo didn''t gobble like he did just now, but slowly tasted it one mouthful at a time, as if he were eating the best food in the world.


    Mingming is angry with him, but he still cooks porridge for him himself. Suddenly, I really want to see her.


    "Where''s the princess?" The voice is still very hoarse, but it is much better than yesterday.


    The imperial shadow was slightly stunned when he heard the speech, and then he was a little embarrassed. "The princess should be in Nanyuan. Last night, Feng Wu came to move all the princess''s things to Nanyuan and said... It is said that the princess will live in Nanyuan in the future."


    Xuanyuan Mo''s heart ached when he heard the speech, and his amber eyes darkened again.


    After eating the last mouthful of porridge, he got up and went to Ximo house.


    Seeing this, the imperial shadow immediately said, "Lord, you... You will scare the princess if you go to Nanyuan like this."


    The prince is so sloppy now that women won''t like him. For the sake of the prince''s future happiness, he had to move out of the princess again.


    Sure enough, Xuanyuan Mo heard the back sentence and immediately stopped.


    "Go and prepare hot water. I want to take a bath."


    The imperial shadow heard the speech and immediately respectfully said, "yes, my subordinates, I''ll prepare now."


    Turning around, the corners of his lips rose slightly. He finally found a way to make the king obedient.


    "Wait a minute." Xuanyuan Mo suddenly shouted to resist the shadow.


    The imperial shadow immediately turned around and respectfully said, "what else does the LORD have to say?"


    "Prepare a black suit for the king."


    The imperial shadow was slightly stunned when he heard the speech, and then respectfully said, "yes."


    After a incense stick, Xuanyuan ink finally finished bathing, and his face full of beard residue became beautiful again, but the cold temperament was even worse than before. The amber eyes also had a touch of sadness, which made people feel distressed unconsciously.


    He came to Xi Mo house again and stood outside the hospital and didn''t go in for a long time.


    The Long Yue in the yard frowned slightly and looked at the gate with her eyes shining and thoughtful.


    Feng Wu came out of the room with a tray.


    Long Yue looked at the motionless food in the tray and frowned slightly, "Your Highness, still don''t want to eat?"


    Feng Wu also looked at the food in the tray and said, "yes, your highness is already hurting happiness. In addition, he is in a bad mood recently. He basically refuses to eat anything."


    It''s all that childe Xuanyuan is bad. It''s hard enough for your highness to conceive a baby for him. He also makes your highness so sad. Although your highness didn''t like eating before, he was very sleepy, but your highness didn''t sleep much these days.


    There was a flash of worry in the eyes of the Dragon moon, but he didn''t open his mouth to answer. He didn''t know much about women and medical skills. He didn''t know what way to improve his Highness''s appetite.


    Feng Wu sighed and went to the small kitchen with the tray, but he saw Xuanyuan Mo at the door of the small kitchen.


    "What are you doing here?" The tone is not very good. She doesn''t like the man who makes her royal highness sad at all.


    Xuanyuan Mo didn''t get angry because of Feng Wu''s bad tone, but stared at the tray in her hand and frowned. Why doesn''t she eat? Is it because of him? At the thought of this reason, his heart began to ache again.


    Seeing Xuanyuan Mo didn''t answer, Feng Wu ignored him, bypassed him directly and entered the small kitchen.


    Xuanyuan Mo followed into the small kitchen.


    Seeing Xuanyuan Mo coming in, Feng Wu frowned and said impatiently, "what are you doing here? If you find your highness, your highness is in the room."


    Although she didn''t like him, she knew that his highness still cared about him, otherwise she wouldn''t have cooked porridge for him yesterday.


    "You... Can you teach me how to cook?" After hesitating for a long time, Xuanyuan Mo finally spoke.


    Xuanyuan Mo didn''t say that he felt guilty about duanmuxi. He also felt that since he was consulting others, he couldn''t be too high.


    Feng Wu blinked at the speech and stared at Xuanyuan Mo blankly. "What are you talking about?"


    He even asked her to teach him to cook. Did she hear wrong? Why did he learn to cook?


    Xuanyuan Mo took a deep breath and said seriously again, "I said, I want to learn to cook."


    Feng Wu glanced at the speech. If he wanted to learn, did she have to teach? She doesn''t have this spare time. She has to take care of Her Highness. Just wanted to say no, but after hearing the sentence behind Xuanyuan Mo, he changed his attention.


    "I also want to cook for her myself."


    Looking at those sad eyes, Feng Wu suddenly felt that she didn''t hate him so much.


    "OK, I''ll teach you."


    Feng Wu chose some of duanmuxi''s favorite dishes and began to teach Xuanyuan ink.


    Xuanyuan ink studied very seriously. He washed vegetables, cut vegetables, fried vegetables, washed rice, cooked rice and boiled soup. He studied everything very seriously. He hasn''t done any of these before. He just watched her do it occasionally, and she never asked him to help. It turned out that she did a good and simple job, but today he found it very difficult to do it, which is much more difficult than leading soldiers to fight.


    Feng Wu looked at Xuanyuan ink, who had cut his hands several times, but was still serious about cutting vegetables. A touch of complexity flashed in his eyes. He also cares about your highness, but since he cares about your highness so much, why should he do something sorry for your highness? Does he have any difficulties? But even if he has any difficulties, he can''t do anything sorry for his highness. It''s even more unforgivable to let other women have his children.


    After a hectic afternoon, Xuanyuan Mo finally made a seemingly good three dishes and one soup. In fact, he made the three dishes and one soup five or six times this afternoon, but the front ones were a little miserable.


    Carefully put the food on the tray, and then handed the tray to Feng Wu. "Please take this to her."


    Seeing several blisters on Xuanyuan''s ink fingers, Feng''s five eyes flashed, and her heart softened again. Reaching for the tray, he turned out of the small kitchen and walked to duanmuxi''s room.


    Gently pushed open the door and went in. Duanmuxi was leaning on the imperial concubine''s couch reading and carefully put the tray on the table.


    "Your Highness, it''s time for dinner."


    Feng Wu said and put the three dishes and one soup in the tray on the table one by one.


    Duanmuxi still stared at the book in his hand without looking at the dishes on the table.


    "I''m not hungry. Go down!"


    Feng Wu seemed to be used to it. Holding only the last glimmer of hope, he said, "Your Highness, today''s meal was cooked by childe Xuanyuan himself. Please try some!"


    Duanmuxi smelled the speech and gave a meal with the hand of the book. A touch of surprise flashed in his dark purple eyes. "Did he do it?" When can he cook?


    "Yes, these are all made by childe Xuanyuan himself. His fingers have been scalded with several blisters!"


    I don''t know why, Feng Wu said what she had just seen. Maybe she was moved by Xuanyuan Mo, or maybe she wanted duanmuxi to be happy.


    However, Feng Wu waited for a long time and didn''t hear Duan Muxi speak. He sighed and stretched out his hand to clean up the food on the table.


    "Leave the food and go out." The voice was calm and could not hear joy and anger.


    When Feng Wu heard the speech, he immediately respectfully said yes, and then turned out of the room.


    After Feng Wu left, duanmuxi put down his book, went to the table and looked at the food on the table, slightly distracted.


    As long as she thought that Feng Wu had just said that his fingers had been scalded with several blisters, her heart was in a mess. Why did he do this? She told him that the child was not his. Wasn''t he angry?


    Picked up the empty bowl, took a bowl of soup, took a sip, and frowned. It''s so light. Did he put salt?


    He picked up chopsticks again, tasted a dish and frowned again. It''s so salty. Did he put the salt in the soup into the dish?


    He looked at the bowl of rice and his eyes flashed slightly. Fortunately, the rice is steamed.


    When Feng Wu came in to collect the food, he was delighted to see the empty bowl on the table. Great. Your highness finally ate. Although he didn''t finish the dishes and soup, he finished the bowl of rice.


    Seeing duanmuxi reading on the imperial concubine''s couch, Feng''s five corners of her mouth rose slightly. Your highness didn''t vomit this time. In the past, even if she reluctantly ate, she would vomit out soon.


    Put the food on the table in a good mood, and then took it out.


    When I went to the small kitchen and saw Xuanyuan Mo still there, I was immediately happy and said, "Xuanyuan childe, your highness ate the food you cooked."


    Xuanyuan Mo glanced at the empty bowl on the tray, which was also slightly raised at the corners of his mouth, and his amber eyes flashed a touch of relief.


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