Chapter 134: A Petal In The Wind
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After Meng Yuan tied Zhao Ling's apron, he quietly stared at her every move while she was cooking, as if he was looking at a beautiful scenery, which made him intoxicated and unable to move his eyes.
This was the first time he saw Zhao Ling cook with his own eyes. He supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the wheelchair, and watched Zhao Ling cut vegetables, cook, stir fry, add ingredients, and serve dishes. All her movements were so methodical and unhurried.
Such a day was the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the years were quiet. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
When his leg disease is cured in the future, he would be able to travel the world with her, wash her hands and make soup. Just imagining it like this made him feel extremely beautiful.
For the first time in more than seven years, this empty Xuan Wang Mansion made him feel at home again.
And Liu Zhizhi was ashamed. Looking at Wang Fei's craftsmanship, and comparing his own level, he just wanted to hide his face and run away.
In the end, he secretly swore that from today onwards, he would learn the arts from the princess' apprentice and make unremitting efforts towards the highest realm of being a cook.
However, the first family banquet in Xuanwang's mansion in seven years ended in a tit-for-tat battle between Yun Yi and Ning Hua.
Ning Hua didn't know what was wrong with her, anyway, she couldn't get used to Yun Yi's stinky and pretentious appearance.
"Hmph, that cloud is really hateful, what is Woyun Mountain Villa, and Wo Ni Mountain Villa is almost the same!"
When Zhao Ling sent the two of them out of the gate of the palace, Ning Hua remembered Yun Yi's ill-fated appearance, and her anger still remained.
Zhao Ling couldn't help but smile. "Sister Hu, it's said that it's not that enemies don't get together, but you and Master Yun are like a pair of happy enemies. As far as I know, Yun Yi rarely stalks women, maybe it's because of you."
Ning Hua's pretty face flushed slightly, and she qyickly denied it. "Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, how can there be such a thing!"
Zhao Ling just smiled without saying a word. Fate, who could tell? From her observation, Yun Yi's attitude towards Ning Hua should be different from others.
It was just that it was better to let the flow of events take its course, and it was not good for her to intervene too early.
Fu Yuechan was reluctant. But what she was reluctant to give up was the little girl who was quietly lying in Zhao Ling's arms.
This little fox was all white, obedient, and had a pair of green eyes. It was so cute!
But no matter how she teased, the little fox always treated her coldly, which made her very frustrated.
"Sister Ling'er, can I often come to the Duke's Mansion to find you, and see the little girl by the way?" Fu Yuechan looked at her with big watery eyes.
Zhao Ling knew that she liked Xiaojiao. It was no wonder that there were very few young girls who didn't like cute little animals like Xiaojiao.
She smiled and nodded and said, "Of course, Sister Yuechan, you are welcome to come here often. Little boy, it's just a little more recognizable. If you come to see it often, it will definitely like you."
After she finished speaking, she patted Xiaojiao's head, lowered her head and asked the fox, "Are you saying that, Xiaojiao?"
Xiaojiao opened her half-squinted eyes, and gave Fu Yuechan a few soft shouts, and immediately made Fu Yuechan happy, she also stretched out her hand to imitate Zhao Ling, touched its head, and was full of excitement.
Che, these little fox Washington really easy to coax. The little girl closed her eyes again, and lay back in Zhao Ling's arms with peace of mind, closing her eyes and resting.
Just now that guy Situ Gong took a whole bowl of blood, and now he just wants to make up for sleep and rest and restore his spirit.
After sending Ning Chan and Fu Yuechan away, Zhao Ling returned to the inner courtyard of the palace.
Mo Qingshan had already returned to the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying to rest, and Meng Yuan ruthlessly chased away Yun Yi, who was nagging.
Meng Yuan had just finished taking the antidote sent by Situ Gong.
Zhao Ling has already asked Situ Gong, this guy has been quite cooperative with the treatment these days. He takes medicine on time every day, eats on time, and never loses his temper or makes trouble.
She was very pleased. In this way, if he persisted for another three months, his cold poison could be completely cured.
She handed Xiaojiao to Situ Gong and asked him to take care of Xiaojiao. Blood had to be taken every ten days. Xiaoguo had always been unhappy and in low spirits these days. Situ Gong has formulated a prescription that could speed up the recovery, which could be taken after the blood was taken.
When she turned around and saw Meng Yuan sitting in a wheelchair, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and Zhao Ling felt a little distressed, so she pushed him to the edge of the bed, put him on the bed, and let him rest his head on the head of the bed.
She sat on the edge of the bed, using the method taught by Situ Gong to do acupuncture massage for his legs one by one.
Because this medicine could cure cold poison, but it had a stimulating effect on the nerves of the legs, which would lead to more severe pain.
After pressing it a few times, Meng Yuan grabbed her hand.
She looked up and met a pair of affectionate eyes.
"Ling'er, can you follow me to a place later?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ling didn't ask him where he was going, just nodded in response, and then said beyond doubt. "But now you have to lie down and rest."
"Okay." Meng Yuan seldom nodded obediently and lay down, but after lying down, he pulled his hands to take advantage of the situation.. Zhao Ling was caught off guard, and when she was pulled down, she fell down on his chest.
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After Meng Yuan tied Zhao Ling's apron, he quietly stared at her every move while she was cooking, as if he was looking at a beautiful scenery, which made him intoxicated and unable to move his eyes.
This was the first time he saw Zhao Ling cook with his own eyes. He supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the wheelchair, and watched Zhao Ling cut vegetables, cook, stir fry, add ingredients, and serve dishes. All her movements were so methodical and unhurried.
Such a day was the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the years were quiet. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
When his leg disease is cured in the future, he would be able to travel the world with her, wash her hands and make soup. Just imagining it like this made him feel extremely beautiful.
For the first time in more than seven years, this empty Xuan Wang Mansion made him feel at home again.
And Liu Zhizhi was ashamed. Looking at Wang Fei's craftsmanship, and comparing his own level, he just wanted to hide his face and run away.
In the end, he secretly swore that from today onwards, he would learn the arts from the princess' apprentice and make unremitting efforts towards the highest realm of being a cook.
However, the first family banquet in Xuanwang's mansion in seven years ended in a tit-for-tat battle between Yun Yi and Ning Hua.
Ning Hua didn't know what was wrong with her, anyway, she couldn't get used to Yun Yi's stinky and pretentious appearance.
"Hmph, that cloud is really hateful, what is Woyun Mountain Villa, and Wo Ni Mountain Villa is almost the same!"
When Zhao Ling sent the two of them out of the gate of the palace, Ning Hua remembered Yun Yi's ill-fated appearance, and her anger still remained.
Zhao Ling couldn't help but smile. "Sister Hu, it's said that it's not that enemies don't get together, but you and Master Yun are like a pair of happy enemies. As far as I know, Yun Yi rarely stalks women, maybe it's because of you."
Ning Hua's pretty face flushed slightly, and she qyickly denied it. "Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, how can there be such a thing!"
Zhao Ling just smiled without saying a word. Fate, who could tell? From her observation, Yun Yi's attitude towards Ning Hua should be different from others.
It was just that it was better to let the flow of events take its course, and it was not good for her to intervene too early.
Fu Yuechan was reluctant. But what she was reluctant to give up was the little girl who was quietly lying in Zhao Ling's arms.
This little fox was all white, obedient, and had a pair of green eyes. It was so cute!
But no matter how she teased, the little fox always treated her coldly, which made her very frustrated.
"Sister Ling'er, can I often come to the Duke's Mansion to find you, and see the little girl by the way?" Fu Yuechan looked at her with big watery eyes.
Zhao Ling knew that she liked Xiaojiao. It was no wonder that there were very few young girls who didn't like cute little animals like Xiaojiao.
She smiled and nodded and said, "Of course, Sister Yuechan, you are welcome to come here often. Little boy, it's just a little more recognizable. If you come to see it often, it will definitely like you."
After she finished speaking, she patted Xiaojiao's head, lowered her head and asked the fox, "Are you saying that, Xiaojiao?"
Xiaojiao opened her half-squinted eyes, and gave Fu Yuechan a few soft shouts, and immediately made Fu Yuechan happy, she also stretched out her hand to imitate Zhao Ling, touched its head, and was full of excitement.
Che, these little fox Washington really easy to coax. The little girl closed her eyes again, and lay back in Zhao Ling's arms with peace of mind, closing her eyes and resting.
Just now that guy Situ Gong took a whole bowl of blood, and now he just wants to make up for sleep and rest and restore his spirit.
After sending Ning Chan and Fu Yuechan away, Zhao Ling returned to the inner courtyard of the palace.
Mo Qingshan had already returned to the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying to rest, and Meng Yuan ruthlessly chased away Yun Yi, who was nagging.
Meng Yuan had just finished taking the antidote sent by Situ Gong.
Zhao Ling has already asked Situ Gong, this guy has been quite cooperative with the treatment these days. He takes medicine on time every day, eats on time, and never loses his temper or makes trouble.
She was very pleased. In this way, if he persisted for another three months, his cold poison could be completely cured.
She handed Xiaojiao to Situ Gong and asked him to take care of Xiaojiao. Blood had to be taken every ten days. Xiaoguo had always been unhappy and in low spirits these days. Situ Gong has formulated a prescription that could speed up the recovery, which could be taken after the blood was taken.
When she turned around and saw Meng Yuan sitting in a wheelchair, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and Zhao Ling felt a little distressed, so she pushed him to the edge of the bed, put him on the bed, and let him rest his head on the head of the bed.
She sat on the edge of the bed, using the method taught by Situ Gong to do acupuncture massage for his legs one by one.
Because this medicine could cure cold poison, but it had a stimulating effect on the nerves of the legs, which would lead to more severe pain.
After pressing it a few times, Meng Yuan grabbed her hand.
She looked up and met a pair of affectionate eyes.
"Ling'er, can you follow me to a place later?"
"Yeah." Zhao Ling didn't ask him where he was going, just nodded in response, and then said beyond doubt. "But now you have to lie down and rest."
"Okay." Meng Yuan seldom nodded obediently and lay down, but after lying down, he pulled his hands to take advantage of the situation.. Zhao Ling was caught off guard, and when she was pulled down, she fell down on his chest.
After Meng Yuan tied Zhao Ling's apron, he quietly stared at her every move while she was cooking, as if he was looking at a beautiful scenery, which made him intoxicated and unable to move his eyes.This was the first time he saw Zhao Ling cook with his own eyes. He supported his cheek with one hand, leaned on the wheelchair, and watched Zhao Ling cut vegetables, cook, stir fry, add ingredients, and serve dishes. All her movements were so methodical and unhurried.Such a day was the life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the years were quiet. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his eyes were full of tenderness.When his leg disease is cured in the future, he would be able to travel the world with her, wash her hands and make soup. Just imagining it like this made him feel extremely beautiful.For the first time in more than seven years, this empty Xuan Wang Mansion made him feel at home again.And Liu Zhizhi was ashamed. Looking at Wang Fei's craftsmanship, and comparing his own level, he just wanted to hide his face and run away.In the end, he secretly swore that from today onwards, he would learn the arts from the princess' apprentice and make unremitting efforts towards the highest realm of being a cook.However, the first family banquet in Xuanwang's mansion in seven years ended in a tit-for-tat battle between Yun Yi and Ning Hua.Ning Hua didn't know what was wrong with her, anyway, she couldn't get used to Yun Yi's stinky and pretentious appearance."Hmph, that cloud is really hateful, what is Woyun Mountain Villa, and Wo Ni Mountain Villa is almost the same!"When Zhao Ling sent the two of them out of the gate of the palace, Ning Hua remembered Yun Yi's ill-fated appearance, and her anger still remained.Zhao Ling couldn't help but smile. "Sister Hu, it's said that it's not that enemies don't get together, but you and Master Yun are like a pair of happy enemies. As far as I know, Yun Yi rarely stalks women, maybe it's because of you."Ning Hua's pretty face flushed slightly, and she qyickly denied it. "Ling'er, don't talk nonsense, how can there be such a thing!"Zhao Ling just smiled without saying a word. Fate, who could tell? From her observation, Yun Yi's attitude towards Ning Hua should be different from others.It was just that it was better to let the flow of events take its course, and it was not good for her to intervene too early.Fu Yuechan was reluctant. But what she was reluctant to give up was the little girl who was quietly lying in Zhao Ling's arms.This little fox was all white, obedient, and had a pair of green eyes. It was so cute!But no matter how she teased, the little fox always treated her coldly, which made her very frustrated."Sister Ling'er, can I often come to the Duke's Mansion to find you, and see the little girl by the way?" Fu Yuechan looked at her with big watery eyes.Zhao Ling knew that she liked Xiaojiao. It was no wonder that there were very few young girls who didn't like cute little animals like Xiaojiao.She smiled and nodded and said, "Of course, Sister Yuechan, you are welcome to come here often. Little boy, it's just a little more recognizable. If you come to see it often, it will definitely like you."After she finished speaking, she patted Xiaojiao's head, lowered her head and asked the fox, "Are you saying that, Xiaojiao?"Xiaojiao opened her half-squinted eyes, and gave Fu Yuechan a few soft shouts, and immediately made Fu Yuechan happy, she also stretched out her hand to imitate Zhao Ling, touched its head, and was full of excitement.Che, these little fox Washington really easy to coax. The little girl closed her eyes again, and lay back in Zhao Ling's arms with peace of mind, closing her eyes and resting.Just now that guy Situ Gong took a whole bowl of blood, and now he just wants to make up for sleep and rest and restore his spirit.After sending Ning Chan and Fu Yuechan away, Zhao Ling returned to the inner courtyard of the palace.Mo Qingshan had already returned to the small courtyard where he was temporarily staying to rest, and Meng Yuan ruthlessly chased away Yun Yi, who was nagging.Meng Yuan had just finished taking the antidote sent by Situ Gong.Zhao Ling has already asked Situ Gong, this guy has been quite cooperative with the treatment these days. He takes medicine on time every day, eats on time, and never loses his temper or makes trouble.She was very pleased. In this way, if he persisted for another three months, his cold poison could be completely cured.She handed Xiaojiao to Situ Gong and asked him to take care of Xiaojiao. Blood had to be taken every ten days. Xiaoguo had always been unhappy and in low spirits these days. Situ Gong has formulated a prescription that could speed up the recovery, which could be taken after the blood was taken.When she turned around and saw Meng Yuan sitting in a wheelchair, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and Zhao Ling felt a little distressed, so she pushed him to the edge of the bed, put him on the bed, and let him rest his head on the head of the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed, using the method taught by Situ Gong to do acupuncture massage for his legs one by one.Because this medicine could cure cold poison, but it had a stimulating effect on the nerves of the legs, which would lead to more severe pain.After pressing it a few times, Meng Yuan grabbed her hand.She looked up and met a pair of affectionate eyes."Ling'er, can you follow me to a place later?""Yeah." Zhao Ling didn't ask him where he was going, just nodded in response, and then said beyond doubt. "But now you have to lie down and rest.""Okay." Meng Yuan seldom nodded obediently and lay down, but after lying down, he pulled his hands to take advantage of the situation.. Zhao Ling was caught off guard, and when she was pulled down, she fell down on his chest.
