Chapter 440 (2/2)

i see. ”The little Marquis hasn't got up yet. Wait until he gets up.”

Ah, are you still sleeping?

It seems that I'm really tired.

”The imperial concubine, have a meal quickly. The old slave will leave first.”

Chu Zhi didn't care at first, until Xiang Bo came again twice and asked Han Zhanqi if he had got up.

Chu Zhi thought he had something important, so he said, ”if Xiang Bo has something to discuss, I'll call him up.”

”No, no, no, no, where did the old slave come from? Don't ask the young marquis to get up and cheer Sheng to have a rest.”

Then he turned and left. It seems that the cattle at home are very tired.

Until the evening, when Han Zhan woke up and the family sat together, uncle Xiang kept asking Han Zhan to drink soup. In fact, it was nothing to drink soup, but Uncle Xiang looked anxious, attentive and looking forward.

Xu Shi saw Chu Zhi's doubts, and Han Zhan asked on behalf of Zhizhi.

”Xiang Bo, what kind of soup did you give me?”

Han Zhan stirred it twice with a spoon. The stew was milk white. It was said to be fish soup, but it didn't look like it.

”Little Marquis, you just drank pilose antler soup. Now you drink cow and whip soup and leek. You should also eat more. Oh, by the way, and this big kidney, which was made by the old slave himself. Don't waste it.”

Chu Zhicai drank a mouthful of soup. At first glance, she almost gushed out, choking her with a cough.

Antler? Cow, whip?

I thought she felt good and drank two bowls in a row

I can't wait to spit out what I just drank.

Han Qian couldn't help laughing. Zhongyong Hou's face turned red, and Roche froze in place.

Xiang Bosi didn't notice anything wrong with this. She smiled and said to Han Zhan, ”the soup was ready in the morning.”

But who thought you had a truce in the morning!

When you are still sleeping at noon and in the afternoon, he will know that the young Marquis needs tonic.

Han Zhan instantly blackened his face: ”who told you I want to drink these? Withdraw, withdraw, all withdraw!”

Look down on who!

”I know you have a thin skin. I'm sorry,” said Xiang Bo with a smile. ”It's not a precaution!”

I need a hammer!

But Zhongyong Hou still added fuel to the fire: ”Uncle Xiang, this is your mistake. You really are. How nice it is to take it to the table and quietly prepare it for Zhan Er later.”

Xiang Boyi patted his forehead: ”yes, I didn't think of it! It's still the marquis. You're thoughtful.”

In front of the imperial concubine, how can you say that the young Marquis can't do it?!

It's his damn fault. I don't blame the little Marquis for being angry.

Han Zhan: ”??”

At this time, I don't know how this matter was spread tonight. Three people became tigers. As a result, it became ”the little marquis is is a disabled man. In order to stand up, he didn't eat less cattle, whip and deer antler.” it's really hard to wash when he jumped into the Yellow River.

[author's digression]: the previous chapter is blocked and has been submitted for review. It is estimated that it will not be released until tomorrow. We will brush it tomorrow