Chapter 14: The Lame Prince of Shura Field
In Wei Zishi's yard, there was originally a small kitchen specially equipped by the Queen Mother. Congliang asked the maid to send everyone away, and even the ingredients were removed. Four meals a day were ordered to carry Wei Zishi to her house for meals, morning, noon and evening. Plus supper, if people don't come...you have to be hungry.
The little palace ladies on duty at night also have cakes to make late-night snacks to cushion their stomachs. Wei Zishi was a big man who would eat with him on weekdays, but he was always stretched out if he couldn’t let go, or they would quarrel and fight after eating.
Wei Zishi was a dignified prince. Although he had never been in moderation, he never knew what starvation meant. As soon as the small kitchen was dismissed, there were no cakes to fill his stomach at night. After a few days of work, he saw that he was so thin.
Let’s talk about this big thing. It’s really not a big deal for the elders to be hungry for half a meal, but let’s say it’s small. People who have never tasted a hungry stomach will not know that they wake up hungry in the middle of the night and want to eat the headboard. taste.
Congliang also knew that it was a bit damaging, but she didn't let her eat it, did she, her palace had a variety of snacks and snacks, and Wei Zishi came to eat whatever they wanted. She sent people to carry Wei Zishi for a late night snack every night. Wei Zishi has always been very disciplined and never came at night, as if he could do anything to him when he came to Congliang, and he was strictly guarded against thieves.
But if she doesn't come to Congliang, she never tries to force her. Isn't she able to resist? Carry it on her shoulders. At most, when she sees people during the day, she will be beaten twice more.
Wei Zishi got up in the middle of the night when he was hungry on the nth day, gritted his teeth and cursed the eighteenth generation of Congliang's ancestors in his heart, and then went to eat at Congliang's place. Tension, want to ticklish hands and want to beat people, but also after eating and drinking.
After more than ten days, Congliang checked the results. Two days ago, he touched people's cheeks at breakfast, only to be slapped with chopsticks and glared. Wei Zishi didn't slap the chopsticks as before and left.
Very good, Congliang has been satisfied for the past two days. The two of them can have three meals a day in harmony. Although Wei Zishi still doesn't come for supper, but sooner or later, there is no rush.
From Liang's eyebrows and eyes, he stuffed it into his mouth, and when it tasted good, he put it on Wei Zishi very naturally and put it on the small plate next to him. Wei Zishi never touched what she was holding. Don't worry, don't worry, if you eat or not, I'll take mine.
Halfway through the breakfast, Cong Liang took a bit of a refreshing mix of vegetables, shook his hands and put it directly into Wei Zishi's bowl. There was still half a bowl of white rice porridge in Wei Zishi's bowl. Cong Liang guessed that the rice porridge was not too hot anymore. , even if it pastes her face, it will not burn her hand.
After the clip, Cong Liang quietly moved back, her **** was embedded, and one calf exerted force. When Wei Zishi was about to explode, she hurriedly rolled over to avoid it.
Wei Zishi was drinking porridge, and suddenly the bowl was put in the bowl. He held the bowl with his hand and looked up at Cong Liang coldly.
This look made him a little stunned.
The man on the opposite side had his hair simply tied on top of his head, his head was full of broken hair flying all over his head, and a little bit of oil was useless. It was blown up in the morning light, and it was very appalling. He was ready to hide from him at any time.
Wei Zishi didn't like any spices since he was a child, but he was not intolerable, and he never disclosed it to anyone. Of course, he knew that the woman on the opposite side was full of expectation and caution, and he must have learned about his hobby from nowhere. , even disregarding the image, all day long, this sloppy appearance just sat in front of him.
If you like someone, shouldn't you be meticulously describing them and show them your best side?
He grew up beside Concubine Qing since he was a child. In his impression, he had hardly seen Concubine Qing without her face. Even if his illness finally attracted his father to visit once, he had to draw carefully.
Wei Zishi put his lips close to the side of the bowl, and then raised his eyes abruptly, he saw the person on the opposite side, the face that had never been moody in his impression, because a pair of eyes that were about to turn into crescent moons, and the face in the eyes. The joy revealed became vivid, and he even discovered that there was a pair of chubby lying silkworms with curved eyes... This was never the Queen Mother Cong in Wei Zishi's impression.
When I saw Wei Zi, I was willing to eat her food, and when she smiled, all her eight small teeth showed up. Her eyebrows and eyes were heroic, and her smile was not sweet, but rather bright. As for Lao Shizi's lying silkworm, that was her yesterday. I drank too much water in the evening, the pillow rubbed off again in the middle of the night, edema, and it disappeared after two splashes of urine.
Congliang, who has always practiced striking while the iron is hot, ate the vegetables he had taken when he saw Wei Zishi, and leaned forward without sticking his **** back, stretched out an index finger, and rubbed it lightly against the corner of Wei Zishi's mouth, Wei Zishi stiffened, Congliang hurried Haha, "There are rice grains! Rice grains..."
As he said that, Wei Zishi put the finger that had just touched the corner of his mouth in his mouth, bit shyly, lowered his head and took a sip, his eyes slanted upwards at a forty-five degree angle in the direction of Wei Zishi, and muttered, "Really. sweet…"
Wei Zishi: "..."
His hands trembled, and the base of his ears began to swirl red. Wei Zishi threw the bowl on the small table with a "bang", pursed his lips tightly, and grabbed the corner of the table with his hand.
When Cong Liang received the signal that Wei Zi was going to freak out, he quickly lowered his brows and pleasing to the eye, he stopped, raised his bowl seriously, and ate honestly.
Wei Zishi couldn't believe that there was such a shameless and fickle woman in this world, and she acted so clumsily. She silently rubbed her palm on the corner of the table twice, but still couldn't relieve the itch. She tightened her teeth and pretended to be pure. Cong Liang's forehead is a "slap!" slap.
Cong Liang was patted and leaned back, the bowl in her hand was not held, and she directly buckled it on her body. Fortunately, her bowl was empty, only some soup and water, and she got up very naturally from the one next to the table. The cloth Jin prepared for the beater tugged, and pouted and wiped it silently.
She doesn't talk back or fight, she's actually laughing wildly in her heart. This is the magic method that Cong Liang has researched these days to treat Wei Zi. In this way, she will be silent when she is flirting, and often Wei Zi will not break out. She can take a few fewer hits and still Looking at Wei Zi, his neck was thick and his face flushed.
The most important thing is that every time Wei Zishi strikes, it is lighter than the last time, like today, Congliang laughed out a pig cry in his heart, is this a flirtation? Before I knew it, I was always flirting with her, taking jujube pills, uh, hahahaha...
At this moment, a maid came to report from outside the door, saying that the emperor had come and had already entered the outer courtyard. During this period of time, Congliang saw the little emperor every day, and it was also after breakfast. Wei Zishi saw him off, and the emperor happened to be there. I don't know how it came so early today.
Cong Liang responded, holding down Wei Zi who was about to get up, he took the opportunity to lightly twist a man's face, "Eat your baby, I'll take him next door."
After twisting it, he rushed out of the "private room", lest Wei Zishi was not satisfied just now and took the opportunity to suffocate her. While walking out, Congliang was still tutting with the system in his heart, and asked the system to check it out. Does Wei Zishi have a tendency to s, why the **** is he always willing to fight with her?
The system was silent for a while, and at the risk of not eating noodles for a month, he still told the truth, "If you use this strategy, another person will beat you up."
"What's my strategy?" Congliang tried to reason, "You gave me the beginner's guide! Speaking of which, I always suspect that there is something wrong with the beginner's guide." Congliang said, "I follow the guide and it does work, but I always feel I'm missing something..."
"I'm missing a hang." The system couldn't hold back its baldness.
"Why are you still scolding people?!" From Liangdeng, he became angry, "Do you dare to show me the torn cover and the blacked out areas!"
System: "..." I didn't scold anyone, there's nothing wrong with it, the high-end commemorative collector's edition general attack guide, you really lack a **** dick!
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