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Chapter 273

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    "It's better." Huarong struggled to stand up, hissed, and moved a little, feeling that the bones in both legs were about to break.

    When I was on the mountain, I didn't feel much. Now that I got off the mountain and rested, this soreness hit my face.  Tormenting every beating nerve of hers.

    Huarong didn't want to appear too weak, so she held on for a while, holding on to the bedpost with her fingers, but she couldn't get up no matter what, she had no choice but to sit there peacefully, showing a polite yet awkward smile.

    Xiang Ziyu frowned, "Why is it so serious?" He put the copper basin next to the bedside table, brought another chair, and carefully placed Huarong's swollen legs on it.

    "It hurts?" Xiang Ziyu stroked Huarong's hair distressedly, "I'll apply hot water to you first, and the imperial physician will come later, you should bear with it."

    Xiang Ziyu said that his heart ached, and his heart was extremely angry. Those few imperial doctors didn't know what to eat?  !  He said that there are herbs in Nanshan, which are excellent, so he went to pick them!  If you pick it, pick it, who knows that everyone will follow!  What a bunch of trash!

    Huarong nodded obediently, "Well, I'm fine, but you, how are you after climbing so many steps?"

    Xiang Ziyu applied Huarong's legs with a towel dipped in hot water and said, "It's strange to say that I was very tired when I went up, but I didn't feel anything when I came down, and the soreness was also relieved a lot."

    Xiang Ziyu thought about it, remembering that he might have eaten something in a daze, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything, maybe it was because of that, otherwise he couldn't explain it.

    "Really?" Huarong looked at Xiang Ziyu in disbelief, and reconfirmed that he was fine.

    Xiang Ziyu grabbed Huarong's hand and put it on his face, "Look, I'm really fine, maybe it's because I used to exercise a lot, so I don't feel much."

    Huarong curled her lips, "I also exercise regularly! Shu Ya also said that I can't find a few people in Chang'an who are better than me in horseback riding and archery!"

    "That's horseback riding and archery, which is climbing stairs. There's a difference." Xiang Ziyu re-wet the towel with hot water and put it on the beauty face again, "But my beauty is still very powerful!"

    The corner of Huarong's mouth turned up, "That's right. My horseback archery is as good as painting."

    "Yes." Xiang Ziyu smiled, "Do you feel better?"

    "Well" Huarong moved slightly, tsk, the pain was still severe, "It's better."

    "That's good." Xiang Ziyu's frowned brows relaxed a little, "I'll go change another pot of hot water, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

    Huarong rubbed his stomach, and Xiang Ziyu was really hungry when he said this, "WellI want to eat something sour and spicy."

    "Sour and spicy?" Xiang Ziyu asked, "Can you bear it?"

    Huarong tugged on Xiang Ziyu's sleeve and acted like a baby, "But I'm hungry now, I want to eat!"

    Xiang Ziyu looked at Huarong, "Okay then, I'll let the kitchen make a bowl of porridge."

    Hua Rong was stunned for a few seconds, "Shouldn't it be sour and spicy? Like pickled fish, spicy chicken or something?"

    Why is this different from what she imagined?  !

    Xiang Ziyu shrugged his shoulders, put the towel into the hot water, and picked up the copper basin, "You can't eat those at night, be obedient, drink porridge, you can eat it as pickled fish or spicy chicken."

    Huarong glared at Xiang Ziyu.

    "How can this be regarded as?! Huainan, you liar!" Seeing that Xiang Ziyu was about to go out, Huarong grabbed a soft pillow and smacked it.

    Xiang Ziyu didn't turn his head back, raised his hand to take it back, and held it firmly, "Madam, are you preparing for domestic violence as your husband?"

    Huarong raised her eyebrows, "So what?"

    Xiang Ziyu put the copper basin aside, walked up to Huarong with a pillow, suddenly bent down and approached Huarong, and when he was an inch away from her, he turned his head, put the pillow aside, and spit  The heat scorched Huarong's face.

    "Yesthe husband will let his wife play with him, but wait until his wife regains his strength. Otherwise, my husband will feel distressed."

    "Rogue!" Huarong pushed Xiang Ziyu, they are old couples, their children are about to be born, yet they are still being teased until they blush, it is really embarrassing!

    Xiang Ziyu smiled, and placed a kiss on Huarong's forehead, "Ma'am, this child is about to be born, it's not good to be so shy"

    "You!" Huarong blushed, and pushed Xiang Ziyu vigorously, "Shameless!"

    Xiang Ziyu smiled and didn't care, "I only want you as my husband."

    As he spoke, he couldn't help but kissed again, with a smile on his lips.??: "Ma'am, be shy, I will cook porridge for you for my husband."

    Huarong hummed angrily, turned her head away, and ignored her.

    Hearing the sound of closing the door, he touched his face, which was so red and hot, and with a coquettish sound, he got under the quilt.

    Xiang Ziyu didn't leave, he looked at Huarong's cute side through the crack of the door, closed the door gently with a smile on his face, and ordered the secret guard to guard the door, so he went downstairs to cook porridge in peace.

    The emperor's cooking of porridge shocked everyone in the inn. The innkeeper immediately sent someone to clean the kitchen spotlessly.  Arranged neatly.  The shopkeeper stood awkwardly at the door of the kitchen, wiping sweat profusely from his face.

    If the emperor is satisfied, well, maybe there will be a reward, no matter how bad he is, this inn has lived in the emperor's empress, and it can be scary to say it. In the future, it will probably be the No. 1 signboard in Nanshan!

    Xiang Ziyu looked around, his expression was still good, which made the shopkeeper heave a sigh of relief, and was about to ask the emperor what he wanted to do, and if he needed help.

    Xiang Ziyu waved his hand directly, "The kitchen is pretty good, I'll come over to cook a bowl of porridge, don't hang around here."

    The shopkeeper glanced at Eunuch Deshun who was following behind Xiang Ziyu.  Seeing that he retreated, he also left, and he didn't forget to take a look inside, tsk, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the emperor to cook porridge, and he dared not even think about it.

    Xiang Ziyu's movements are very nimble, at first glance, it doesn't look like someone who has never cooked, and his technique is very skillful. After cooking, the long-lasting fragrance of porridge hooked out a group of people who were sticking around outside, and smashed his mouth  , tsk, I'm a little hungry

    Xiang Ziyu scooped up a spoon and put it in a white porcelain bowl. It was steaming and fragrant, and then he took out the handkerchief, folded it on the tray, and placed a delicate silver spoon on it.

    Looking up and down, I always feel that there is something missing. Looking around, I took out a white radish and a carrot, held the blade, and swiped left and right at the top, three times and two times, and the two delicate flowers came to life.  Placed on top of the silver spoon, tsk, it's really pretty.

    After looking at it, Xiang Ziyu was finally satisfied, so he picked up the tray and went upstairs to find Huarong.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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