Chapter 59 (1/2)

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

A Meal Under the Flowers

He Qing Lu slept for two entire days and two entire nights

When he woke up, maids have already prepared bath and clean clothes for hiot ready, the maids then lead him to the floral hall

Although it is winter right now, the southern frontier is a rather warht, cactus and ca in the floral hall, their brilliance and spectacular colors creating a lively atmosphere

Pang Wan is sitting by the stone table that is full of delicious dishes, s at him

The te a peach-pink long robe, a long snohite silk skirt, sitting there full of grace and quietude, appearing like an appropriate and virtuous little wife

“You’re here, are you hungry? Taste what I have prepared for you”

She stands up and diligently places food in his plate, having closely accompanied him for several enerally likes to eat

He Qing Lu does not say anything, directly holding up the bohite rice in front of him

However, the bowl is immediately taken away, and replaced with a bowl of hot rice congee

“You have not eaten a single grain of rice for two days, you should eat so Wan decides for him and puts a spoon in the bowl

Under the sun’s radiance, her cheeks are still that tender, like a hibiscus bud about to bloo dew

He Qing Lu falls into a daze

“Did you cook all this?” He asks in a soft voice

“No, I asked the cook to cook the the disappointee has shrimp and scallops in it, very very tasty, you need to have another bowl”

——is he kidding? How can her cooking skill be accepted in the strict eyes of this noble gentleman ants the most delicate food and the finestGu, not a cook!

He Qing Lu silently puts down the bowl

“Why didn’t you cook?” His voice actually has so tone in it

Pang Wan almost choked on the pickle radish in her mouth

——as long as this person has woken up, his “young master temper” immediately comes back

She thinks for aat the drunken chicken in wine dish on the table and says, “I selected this chicken oji dove soup, “Inside this clay pot is actually e of color on her face nor any change in the pace of her breath

He Qing Lu still does not hold up the bowl

“Then, I will cook noodle for you tonight, okay?” Pang Wan could only force herself to make this promise

Only then did He Qing Lu sounds an al up the bowl

While he is eating, Pang Wan then quietly takes out a plate of honey tangerine and carefully peels them

Waiting until He Qing Lu finishes eating his last bite, she places a piece of tangerine near his lips as if she is presenting a treasure: “Eat one piece?” Her long eyelashes shaking like little fans, the light of hope in her eyes shi+ning

He Qing Lu frowns, gently biting down on the tangerine with an extre look

Pang Wan assuusted by her hand, so hurries up and tries to put the tangerine in his hand, “It’s super sweet, it tooktime to select it”

Yet He Qing Lu does not take it

Pang Wan thinks that he doesn’t want to eat, so could only peel off a piece and put in her owntowards her

Pang Wan can’t figure out what he is angry about, so puts down the tangerine and tiredly stares at him

“Your hands have the smell of fried chicken” Gentleman He finally opens his royal mouth and bestow this one sentence

Pang Wan knows that his gerain, and i clean water to wash her hands, then peels another tangerine and gives it him

Yet He Qing Lu is unsatisfied and opens his mouth

Pang Wan sighs in her heart that “gentle off another piece and places it into his mouth

After he finished eating an entire tangerine, the furrows on He Qing Lu’s forehead has finally unfolded

Seeing the interaction between this golden couple, the , all of thehs

So when Zuo Huan An enters the floral hall, this is the happy and harmonic scene that he sees

“Sect Leader!”

TheWan also quickly stands up behind the table

Only He Qing Lu is still sitting in his original spot, continuing to drink his tea

Pang Wan originally thought he does not knoho the person that had just arrive is, and is at his sleeve, who knew he is acutally noton purpose——froedWan off to Nan Yi

Pang Wan is so angry that she stoht face

“Wan Wan, who is this?”

Zuo Huai An studies He Qing Lu from head to toe, his rich experience over the years tells hitone can barely pass of as polite

Pang Wan opens her ain, unconsciously glancing at He Qing Lu