Chapter 223 Farming: You Cried

748: "The attack value is increased by 5%, and the progress of the attack is 96%."

Su Bei sighed countless times, every time he was so hurt, why! "88, I want a strong body in the next world!"

748 did not refuse, but said: "As you wish."

Su Bei was overjoyed, "You didn't lie to me? Really? The target won't be stronger than me, right?"

748: "Weaker than you."

Su Bei cried with joy, "88, I love you!"

748: "Get lost!"

After a hundred days of injury, Su Bei, who had been tortured miserably, also became weak for a few days.

He keenly discovered that someone was always watching him, but every time he looked around, there was no one there.

Until, he saw his father's big gold ring on the table in the house.

Su Bei took out the small bottle given to him by the emperor.

At night, Feng Xuanyi was dealing with military affairs in the study.

Su Bei asked his servants to bring the boiled soup over.

When Feng Xuanyi saw Su Bei, he hurriedly asked warmly, "Is it cold? Why are you wearing so little?"

As he said that, he was about to kiss Su Bei's fingertips. Su Bei withdrew his hand quickly and pointed at Tang, "It's for you."

Feng Xuanyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in surprise: "You did it for me?"

Su Bei was very honest, "No, I just asked my servants to bring it over." He could only cook in secret.

The servant opened the lid for Feng Xuanyi, and the aroma of the soup wafted out.

Feng Xuanyi asked Su Bei, "Have you drank?"

Su Bei replied: "No, I made it specially for you, ginseng and venison soup, for you to supplement."

Su Bei nodded, "Need." It made him uncomfortable.

Feng Xuanyi ordered his servants, "Bring me another bowl." Then he said to Su Bei, "You can drink with me."

Su Bei resolutely refused, "No, I don't need to make up."

Feng Xuanyi approached Su Bei and kissed him directly. The forceful gesture made Su Bei breathless.

Then he said: "Look, you are very weak, you have already panted like this, and you need to replenish."

Su Bei raised his middle finger, but Feng Xuanyi caught him and kissed him again and again.

The bowl was brought over, and the servants served the soup.

Feng Xuanyi stuffed the soup bowl into Su Bei's hand.

Su Bei took a sip with a look of disgust, then put it down decisively, "It's hard to drink."

Feng Xuanyi also took a few sips, "I think it's not bad."

Su Bei pushed his own bowl over, "Drink more if you think it's good."

Feng Xuanyi chuckled, "Since you made it up, shouldn't you see how it goes?"

Su Bei took a few steps back, far away from Feng Xuanyi, "No need, I'm just here to bring you some soup, let's say goodbye."

After speaking, he left without dragging his feet.

Feng Xuanyi's smiling face sank, he stirred the soup in the bowl, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

In the middle of the night, the entire General's Mansion was noisy.

Su Bei was also woken up. He got up and went out, just in time to meet the housekeeper who was in a hurry.

The butler grabbed Su Bei's arm and said, "The general is gone!"

Su Bei was silent for a moment, "What happened?"

The butler opened his mouth, "It's just... dead!"

After speaking, he dragged Su Bei to the study.

The door of the study room opened, and Feng Xuanyi was lying on the table as if he had fallen asleep.

Su Bei stepped forward and patted Feng Xuanyi's cheek, "Don't sleep, you haven't finished your military affairs yet."

Feng Xuanyi didn't move at all.

Su Bei raised his hand and slapped Feng Xuanyi hard, "Don't sleep!"

Everyone present was shocked, probably only Su Bei dared to slap Feng Xuanyi.