"Xia'er, are you done washing? Why aren't you done yet? The water is almost cold!"

Luo Da'e's voice came from the door of the house.

Zhou Xia raised her head from the water, her eyes were as red and swollen as peach, and her face was as pale as paper.

"Almost ready!" She responded towards the door of the house, then stood up slowly while holding on to the edge of the tub.

The body exposed out of the water is so curvy that it is impossible to be picky.

However, the traces left on the body also make people blush, their heart beats, and their blood surges.

Although it has been more than half an hour since the incident ended, we can still see how violent it was from this trace.

Zhou Xia held the bathtub and stood up tremblingly. She didn't feel anything bad before, but now that she was soaked in hot water, the pain in her lower body became more obvious.

Zhou Xia couldn't even walk. She wanted to lift her legs to get out of the tub, but she couldn't.

Finally, I had no choice but to call Luo Daye to come in.

"Oh, this Prince Yun is really Meng Lang. This is our first time with Xia'er, why don't we just take it easy?"

While Luo Da'e took Zhou Xia out of the bathtub, she couldn't help but complain about Qi Xingyun.

"But having said that, Prince Yun is the God of War, young and full of energy..."

"Yeah, as long as he can love you like this in the future and give you all the rain and dew, that'll be fine!"

"With such pampering, I can have a baby in one year and three in two years, hahaha,"

"When Prince Yun becomes the emperor, your mother will be a noble concubine because of her noble son!"

"Even if you can't become a queen, if you give birth to a litter of sons, maybe the crown prince will come from your son, my grandson."

"Haha, then according to this, our old Zhou family will have an emperor in the future, and our grandson will be the emperor!"

When Luo Da'e said this, she was so excited that she could hardly contain her heart in this small West Room.

Her eyes and her heart see the world!

However, these words sounded heartbreaking to Zhou Xia's ears.

"Okay, that's enough, don't say any more!"

Zhou Xia shouted angrily, interrupting Luo Daye's words.

Luo Da'e was stunned, a little dumbfounded.

"Such a good thing is a happy event, why can't you tell me?" Luo Daye asked.

Zhou Xia's face was already extremely gloomy, and a violent storm might come down at any time.

Luo Da'e's expression also changed, "Xia'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why is your face getting more and more ugly?"

"Stop looking at my face..."

"Then the scars on your body..."

"Don't even look at me!"

Zhou Xia roared impatiently and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"Get out, get out, I want to sleep, get out!"

Zhou Xia pointed at the door of the house again and shouted.

Luo Da'e came back to her senses, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I won't tell you, you sleep, you sleep, you go to sleep quickly..."

Luo Da'e quickly packed up the bath bucket and left the house.

When Zhou Xia was the only one left in the room, Zhou Xia wanted to cry, but her tears couldn't flow.

What to do next?

This is the question she needs to think about most urgently now.

Although my body hurts, my heart hurts even more.

But she, Zhou Xia, was a person who died once. She could not survive falling off a cliff. She also met the old concubine of the Prince of Xiangyang.

This time, maybe we can survive the desperate situation?

Zhou Xia gritted her teeth and racked her brains to think, think, turn around...

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After lunch was ready, Wang Cuilian sent her own portion and Tuoba Xian's portion to Tuoba Xian's room.

Then the two women took Luo Baobao to eat together.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang brought the food back to their room and sat facing each other to eat.

"Since Qi Xingyun is not around, it's really hard for the two of us to have dinner." Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but say.

Luo Fengtang also smiled and nodded.

His eyes fell on the dishes in front of him, a bowl of scrambled eggs with chopped green onions and a bowl of braised pork with winter bamboo shoots, very spicy.

There is also a bowl of wild mushroom, green vegetable and egg soup made by Yang Ruoqing.

"Qi Xingyun went to have a big dinner this noon, so we can keep it simple at home." Yang Ruoqing said while picking up vegetables for Luo Fengtang.

"These two dishes and one soup are both meat and vegetable. I think they are just right."

"You can finish it without wasting it, and it's nutritionally balanced. What do you think?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Yes, it's a waste to eat too much."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, and the two of them ate vegetables and drank soup.

No matter how rich you are, your appetite will always be so big. Happiness is very small and contented.

The couple was enjoying their meal when suddenly, Qi Xingyun's voice came from outside the house.

"Brother Fengtang, Mrs. Luo, are you two in the house?"

In the room, Yang Ruoqing paused with her chopsticks.

"Why are you back so soon? Isn't it too fast to eat?" she said.

Luo Fengtang put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'll go out and take a look."

Soon, Luo Fengtang came back, followed by Qi Xingyun.

"Qing'er, let's go cook two more dishes. Prince Yun is also here to eat." Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing in a consultative tone.

Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and turned around to cook.

Although he was reluctant, his man spoke up, and he had to give him this face.

However, Qi Xingyun stopped him.

"Mrs. Luo, there's no need to go to such trouble. I think you still have food here, so I'll just add a pair of chopsticks," he said.

"Ah? Is this okay?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Qi Xingyun nodded, "Actually, although I am a prince, my life is also very casual."

"When I was in the army, I often lived with the soldiers. I liked that kind of atmosphere and didn't like to be special."

"It's just that other people think that because of my identity, I have to be special to show off something!"

"I corrected it, but it didn't seem to work, and I didn't want to pay attention to it later."

Qi Xingyun explained with a smile.

After hearing Qi Xingyun's words, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

Both of them saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

But at the same time, there is also a little appreciation.

If not for anything else, just because of Qi Xingyun's last few words, this person still has a real side.

"Okay, Lord Yun, please sit down first and I'll get you a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Yang Ruoqing said something and hurried to the backyard.

Soon, she came over with chopsticks and filled the bowl with rice.

By the way, I put a plate of pickles on a small plate, two pieces of fermented bean curd, and a few drops of sesame oil.

Bring it here together and consider it as a side dish to go with the meal.

Seeing the delicious white rice and the tempting side dishes, Qi Xingyun could no longer control his appetite.

"It's so fragrant. This fermented bean curd looks delicious at first glance!" he said.
Chapter completed!