Meng Eqi traveled from place to place, paying with one hand and delivering with the other. She made an appointment with Mrs. Chitou to connect under the bridge. When Mrs. Chitou saw her limping, she asked in amazement, "Sister Meng, could it be that you were beaten by Your Majesty because you failed to steal clothes?"
"Hehehe..." Meng Qiqi sneered bitterly: "I'm sorry, I took it blatantly!"
Mrs. Chitou held her clothes and couldn't put it down, her demented appearance was outrageous. She praised Meng Eqi for her reliable work, and when she was happy, she immediately took off a tummy apron embroidered with pear flowers on a white background and gave it to Meng Eqi.
Meng Qiqi rushed to the brothel again, and handed over the apron to Zhong Kui. Zhong Kui grabbed his belly pocket and sniffed for a long time, and finally agreed to grind the medicinal pill into powder and mix it with Sheng Jiayan's daily cakes.
Carrying a plate of fragrant sugar-steamed cheese, Meng Eqi was sitting in his courtyard in trouble.
The embarrassing scene of going to Liao Yang Palace last time is still vivid in her mind. She is a bit complicated when she goes again this time.
Ye Youshen couldn't bear to look at her cowardly look, and volunteered: "Sister, or let me go!"
Meng Eqi looked at him with relief, and then punched him away: "You still rest!"
She sighed deeply and sneaked in through the back door of Liao Yang Palace resignedly.
The mansion was pitch-dark, and even the lanterns hanging under the eaves were no longer lit. In the huge courtyard, only the sound of Meng Eqi's deliberately quiet breathing remained. Sheng Jiayan's door was hidden, and he never seemed to close the door no matter what he did. After Meng Qiqi hid outside the door and spurned this bad habit, he crept in.
Strange, she is here to deliver snacks, why is she sneaking
Thinking of this stubborn Meng Qiqi just stood up, the lights in the house suddenly brightened, and only a deep voice sounded from behind her: "Are you here to admire the moon again?"
A row of blue lanterns under the eaves suddenly lit up, lining Meng Qiqi's blue-grey face: How could she feel that Sheng Jiayan was deliberately waiting here? ! As if he guessed that he would come again...
"Cough cough, Your Majesty!" Meng Qiqi forced herself to calm down: "I'm here to return your clothes."
Sheng Jiayan glanced at her: "what about the clothes?"
"Dropped on the road."
"… "
Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.
Meng Eqi hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, it was actually the last time I ate pastries with you, and I think I need to repay! I know that you like to eat the steamed sweet cheese made by Zhong Kui, so I specially brought a box of it to you. you."
Meng Qiqi placed the cakes on the table and looked at Sheng Jiayan with hope.
Sheng Jiayan sat down at the table with a lot of face, but didn't move any snacks, only: "This king is not hungry now, you can leave it."
How does this work! After spending so much effort, I must watch him eat it now!
"Your Majesty, why don't you have a taste! I've been begging Zhong Kui for a long time..."
"Do you really want me to eat?" Sheng Jiayan interrupted her, her dark eyes seemed to hide stars, shining and compelling. When he looked at him like this, Meng Qiqi only felt that the words were choked in her throat. not come out.
Finally, she nodded hard.
This time, Sheng Jiayan was very cooperative in picking up the cakes and eating a little bit. As he gradually finished eating, Meng Qiqi grabbed his hand when the plate was almost bottomed out: "Your Majesty, take a drink and take a break, otherwise will choke."
This is also too much to eat without any side effects...
"It's okay." Sheng Jiayan replied calmly, looking at Meng Qiqi: "How are your legs now?"