The Phoenix Arises

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War King House, 汐墨居.

Duanmu stood outside the small kitchen and looked at Xuanyuan ink, which was in a hurry.

In fact, he is not suitable for the kitchen at all, but he is very serious, very serious to integrate himself into the kitchen, very seriously doing everything in the kitchen, even if he is not doing very well.

On the side of Feng Wu, he saw Duanmu, and immediately respectfully bowed, "His Royal Highness."

Xuanyuan ink heard the sound, turned his head and looked out the door. When he saw the end of the door, Xuanyuan ink immediately put down the spoon in his hand and greeted him.

"How come here, the smoke is heavy here."

Looking at Xuanyuan Mo that is still red and swollen forehead, Duanmuzi flashed a touch of distress, and took out the patrons carefully to wipe the sweat for Xuanyuan ink. "The wound on the head, wait for the master to see."

It’s been a few days, and after eating the remedy, the wound is still not good.

Xuanyuan ink heard a warm heart, his lips slightly raised, and he reached out and grabbed the little hand of Duanmu. "It’s just a fleshy injury, it doesn't matter."

On the side of Feng Wu looked at the two, the dark scorpion flashed a touch of relief.

It seems that His Royal Highness and Xuanyuan Gongzi are well, although Xuanyuan Gongzi made a big mistake, but she also looked at what he did these days. This is not Suzaku State. Xuanyuan Gongzi, who is the prince of Baihuguo, is willing to wash his hands for His Royal Highness, and he has three meals a day, every time.

The most important point is that as long as it is a meal made by Xuanyuan Gongzi, His Royal Highness will eat, and will not spit. It may be that under the small hall of His Royal Highness, he likes to eat the food made by his relatives, so his Highness will not spit!

Looked at the belly of the hibiscus, Xuanyuan ink eyes gentle, "Hungry is not hungry, used to eat in the past!"

Duanmu nodded and the two walked together to the front yard.

When Feng Shun saw it, he immediately sang the porridge made by Xuanyuan Mo, and then put it on the tray with the side dish and went to the front yard.

Xuanyuan Mo Sheng a bowl of yam sesame porridge to Duanmu, for her and the child's nutrition, he deliberately went to the palace to let the doctor open a recipe, but also asked the doctors to pay attention to matters and taboos.

This yam sesame porridge can benefit the spleen and intestines, nourish yin and tonify the kidney, and also has a function of fetus. He has studied for a long time.

Duanmu picked up the porridge and took a bite and nodded. The entrance to the porridge is instant, the sesame is thick, the yam is soft, and the porridge is cooked well.

Pick up the spoon and give Xuanyuan a bowl of milk. "Let's eat together!"

Xuanyuan Mo just wanted to take the bowl, but was first picked up by the people.

"What kind of porridge? Good incense!" Smell the porridge in his hand, and Situ unknowingly picked up the spoon on one side and ate it.

Feng Wu saw it and went to the kitchen to take a pair of dishes.

Situ Kong drank two bowls of porridge and touched his stomach with satisfaction. "Not bad, this dish is a bit unpalatable, and Feng Wu's craft has regressed."

Xuanyuan ink heard a slight brow, picked up the chopsticks on the side and tasted a side dish. The brows wrinkled sharply, so salty.

Looking at the expression of Xuanyuan Mo, Duanmu’s light flashed slightly. “No, I think it’s delicious!”

Duanmu said, he also took a large chopsticks into his bowl.

Xuanyuan ink flashed a touch of movement in the amber scorpion. In the past few days, she saw that she had eaten her own dishes. She thought that she had done a good taste. I didn’t expect it to be so bad, but she never said so many times. .

"Right, the master father helped him to see the wound on his head. Did he use the medicinal medicine at all?" Duanmu put down the tableware and looked at the Situ empty road.

Situ air heard the words, looked up at Xuan Xuan ink, slightly frowning. The medicinal herbs of Shantou are all super-goods. If you have a small injury, you may not be able to eat well unless the ink boy does not eat the medicinal herbs of Shantou.

Xuanyuan Mo was seen by Stuart with some guilty conscience, this old man, did you see anything?

Looking at Xuanyuan Mo's guilty look, Situ Kong affirmed the thoughts in his heart, knowing that this kid made a bitterness, but he did not expose him. He only found a wooden box from his arms and still gave Xuanyuan ink. "This ointment is applied sooner or later. Once, no more than three days."

Xuanyuan ink took over the wooden box, and did not look directly into the arms, do not look at the eyes of the empty space, "Thank you Master."

Situ looked at Xuanyuan ink and waved his hand. "Remember the medicine, don't worry about the girl. You can't worry if you have a baby."

Xuanyuan ink heard the words, the eyebrows were light and stunned, and the flashes flashed a sigh of regret and nodded seriously. "Yes, there is a master's medicine, and it will definitely be good soon."

In the evening, 汐墨居.

Xuanyuan ink squatted outside the room for a long time, and finally got the courage to push open the door.

On the chaise couch in the room, Duanmu took a book and fell asleep.

Xuanyuan ink gently closed the door and walked to the front of the chaise, gently picking the book in the hand of Duanmu.

When seeing the slightly open collar of the Duanmu and the slightly red apron, Xuanyuan ink's eyes darkened, but when she saw her wet long hair, her brows were gently picked up.

Carefully pick her up, walk to the bed and gently put her on the bed.

As soon as I let go, Duanmu woke up.

When I saw that Duanmu woke up, Xuanyuan Mok flashed a apology, "Wake you up?"

Duanmu shook his head and slowly sat up and looked at Xuanyuan Mo's hand. "Master's ointment, I will help you with medicine."

Xuanyuan ink heard the lips and micro-hooks, and took out the black wooden box from his arms and put it in the hands of Duanmu.

Duanmu opened the wooden box, the white fingers were stained with ointment, and the hand was gently applied to Xuanyuan ink.

Looking at the very serious Duanmu, Xuanyuan ink amber dice flashed slightly.

Duanmu squatted and blew twice in the wound of Xuanyuan Mo. "Well, there is a master's ointment, which should be good soon."

The warm breath was sprayed on Xuanyuan's forehead, so that he couldn't help but react. His face was reddish and he didn't open his eyes, whispered, "Well."

Seeing the wet hair on the chest of Duanmu, Xuanyuan ink slightly frowning, "Why don't rub your hair after bathing, be careful."

Xuanyuan Mo said that he stood up and took a piece of dry silk cloth to the ear room. Going back to bed, looking at Duanmu, "Come."

Duanmu sings and hears, and squats on Xuanyuan ink legs. Xuanyuan ink picked up the wet hair of Duanmu, and gently rubbed it.

Duanmu slowly closed his eyes and his lips were slightly raised. It’s good to have A Xue, maybe with a baby, people become vulnerable, or maybe they are used to having his company. These days, A Xue is not around her, she sleeps bad every night, sometimes even Will have nightmares. Now, let her feel good peace of mind.

Xuanyuan ink little by little, gently rubbing the wet hair on the raft, he enjoys the warmth of this moment, only he will have a warm feeling around her.

Hearing the even sound of the end of the raft, Xuanyuan ink smacked a touch of pet, smothered her long hair, dried her hair, gently stroked her long hair, gently picked her up, thinking Let her flatten so that she can sleep a little more comfortably.

But as soon as she moved, the woman in her arms seemed to be aware of it, clutching the clothes on his chest and not letting go.

There was a distress in the amber scorpion, and I smacked a kiss on her lips.

It seemed to be appeased, and the woman in her arms slowly loosened her hand and reached out to his waist. The little face groaned on his chest and whispered, "A Xue..."

Xuanyuan’s ink slammed for a while, reaching out and stroking the long hair of Duanmu, holding her tightly in her arms.

On the following day, Xuanyuan ink slowly opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was still asleep in her arms. Amber scorpion flashed a touch of pet, and her head printed a kiss on her slightly red lips. I haven’t slept so well for a long time, and I still have the most comfortable sleep.

Gently put down the woman in the arms, gently underground bed, dress, and then go out to prepare morning meals for Duanmu.

Because the taste of the small dish yesterday was really flattering, Xuanyuan ink did it seriously several times today.

After getting up, Duanmu came directly to the small kitchen just like yesterday.

Xuanyuan ink saw Duanmu, the lips slightly raised, raising his hand and gently licking the hair in her ear behind the ear, "Why don't you sleep for a while?"

Duanmu praised the black wooden box in Yang’s hand. "Come to give you medicine."

When I said that I looked up at Xuanyuan’s wounds, I was surprised. “It’s really a lot better, it’s swollen, and the master’s ointment is really useful.”

Xuanyuan ink smiled uncontrollably. In fact, the wound could be so fast because he had eaten the remedy that she gave him a few days ago.

Duanmu opened the black wooden box and carefully helped Xuanyuan ink.

"You go to the front yard first, I will be fine for a while." After finishing the medicine, Xuanyuan ink looked at Duanmu.

Duanmu looked at the side dish and nodded.

After Duanmu’s departure, Xuanyuan Mo tasted the taste and let Feng Wu Duan go to the front yard.

Xuanyuan ink clipped a chopstick dish and put it in the end of the wooden bowl. "Come, eat and see, today will not be difficult to eat."

Duanmu took a sip and nodded, praised, "It's delicious, and it has improved a lot."

Xuanyuan Mouwen’s mouth was raised high, and it was like a child who was praised.

After the breakfast, Xuanyuan Mo went to the study and dealt with official duties.

"Wang Ye." Li Yu looked at Xuanyuan ink in the study room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Xuanyuan ink head did not lift, still quickly reviewing the public. A few days ago, he did not have the heart to deal with these, so that the public and the text accumulated more and more.

When I entered the study, I went straight to the road. "Wang, Wang is here."

Xuanyuan ink's movements on the hand, brows scorn. Grandpa? The last time he got married, he didn't come. How come this time? Looking up and asking, "Where are you?"

From the rumor, immediately respectfully replied, "In the main hall."

Xuanyuan Mouwen frowned and pondered for a moment, then put down the public text in his hand and got up and went to the main hall.

A flash of worry came from the glimpse of the cockroach, and then he lifted his heel.

The main hall of the king's palace is sitting on a golden coat of old men who are all white, and it is the wolf king of the snow wolf family.

Snow is still standing behind a green woman, it is a love.