Chapter 273 The Wind Girl Likes It

Feng Qianwei had already freshened up, then changed into comfortable clothes and lay on the bed ready to rest.

She felt dizzy and uncomfortable, and pregnant women need adequate sleep.

Especially since she lost her soul power a few days ago, and now she needs more rest.

"I don't know if the big brother is at Wenxing Tower now? With Mr. Tang here, he should be able to go well!"

She thought that Feng Jiumu had also set off for a few days, and if she was fast, she would have reached the Wenxing Tower.

Speaking of the name Feng Jiumu, it reminded her of a poem, and she felt that the name was quite romantic.

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"

She and Feng Jiumu were not at home. Although Wu Yiniang was kicked out of the house, she wondered if she would come up with some conspiracy to deal with Bai Suqing.

"Otherwise, I asked Da Bingshan to help me pay attention to the situation in Fengfu. He must have this connection."

Feng Qianwei recalled her whereabouts in the past, almost all of which were in Yun Liangze's grasp, indicating that he had a way to stare at Fengfu.

At this moment, she suddenly understood Yun Liangze's intentions. Maybe he was worried about her safety, just as she was worried about Bai Suqing, so he would let people follow him.

It's just that she understands, she still doesn't understand that Yun Liangze cares about her so much, what is the picture?

"Miss Feng, I'm Cheng Mu, may I come in?"

Cheng Mu's voice came from outside the door, very polite.

"come in!"

Feng Qianwei put on a light purple plum blossom pearl coat and opened the closed door.

Her beautiful face was full of exhaustion and a little haggard, and her hair was blue, just tied up with a white hair band. Her relaxed and lazy posture was like a cat in the afternoon sun.

The petals on the branches outside the door, like white butterflies, were blown off by a gust of wind and fell on her shoulders.

"Miss Feng, our Highness heard that you can't eat anything, so I specially made a bowl of noodles for you."

Cheng Mu carried a rectangular painted wooden tray with a black ceramic noodle bowl on it, covered with a wooden lid to prevent dust from falling in.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Royal Highness. I really can't eat anything. Now I have to rest. Please come back."

Feng Qianwei said.

"Miss Feng, take a bite first. After all, this is what our Highness has worked so hard to cook for you. He never cooks for anyone. Even if you can't eat it, take a bite."

Cheng Mu held his face, walked into the room, put the tray on the table, and said pleadingly.

"Okay! Then I'll take a bite."

Feng Qianwei also knew that if she didn't eat a single bite, then Cheng Mu would not be able to do business when she returned, and she also failed Yun Liangze's kindness.

She cheered up and opened the wooden lid.

The aroma that came from her nose made her index finger move, and she couldn't help but want to eat some.

The noodles are beautifully colored and look like crystal clear jelly. The noodles are also topped with tender loofah flowers and golden egg flowers, as well as some fried meat.

All kinds of dishes look delicious together.

She scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon and took a sip. The aroma was refreshing, and the deliciousness of various ingredients was mixed, which made her appetite. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and she couldn't help but gulped.

This was the best noodles she had ever eaten, and she couldn't stop eating it.

"Let me just say, how can anyone resist the food made by His Royal Highness?"

Cheng Mu couldn't help but smile, seeing her eating so deliciously, if His Highness knew, he would be very happy.

"Your highness's cooking skills are really worthless!"

Feng Qianwei's face was flushed, and she was very full. She drank all the soup and ate all the noodles, and she couldn't help but praise.

"It's good that the girl likes it."

Cheng Mu said in a gentle manner, deftly tidying up the tableware.

There is a kind of tiredness, it is the sleepiness that I can't open my eyes, I continue to insist on writing.