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Chapter 133

"That's great." Hongxue finally showed a gratified smile on her face after hearing the old Marquis' words.

"I'll prepare some porridge. When Zhiyao wakes up, you can eat it. You haven't seen you eat for the past few days. What does Zhiyao usually give you?" The old marquis changed the subject and asked Hongxue.

road.

"Old Marquis, I am a herb. Usually my master will rub some pills for me." Hongxue replied with a hint of happiness in her eyes.

"You are taking herbs? This is a strange recipe." The old marquis looked at Hongxue in confusion and said.

"Old Marquis doesn't have to worry about me. I will go to the bamboo forest to find food by myself when I am hungry."

"Okay! Look at Zhiyao, call me whenever there is any movement, and I'll be downstairs." After the old marquis gave the order, he turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare the porridge.

Hongxue came to the bed and looked at Sheng Zhiyao who was sleeping. He couldn't help but reach out to touch Sheng Zhiyao's face, and tears couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes.

Sheng Zhiyao had a long dream in her sleep. She dreamed of a woman wearing a strange national costume smiling at her. She slowly walked to Sheng Zhiyao and squatted down to whisper to her. She said she wanted to go back.

When I went through the past, I asked her if she wanted to be with her.

Sheng Zhiyao shook her head. She didn't want to leave for the time being because there were people she cared about here now. In the end, the woman didn't force it. She just smiled and nodded: "I will come back when you want to go back."

After saying that, the woman disappeared.

Sheng Zhiyao suddenly opened her eyes and saw the decoration in the room. She knew she was back. She lifted the quilt and put her feet on the edge of the bed and felt like she was wrapped in a soft stuff. She lowered her head and saw that it was

It's Hongxue.

At this time, Hongxue also felt the abnormal movement. He also raised his head, looking at each other with his eyes, and all smiled.

"Master, are you awake?" Hongxue said happily.

Sheng Zhiyao nodded, she looked at Hongxue and touched its head. Hongxue immediately rubbed happily in Sheng Zhiyao's arms.

"How long have I slept?" Sheng Zhiyao asked in confusion.

"It's been two days." Hongxue said.

"What?" Sheng Zhiyao looked at Hongxue in surprise, with an incredible light in her eyes.

"It's just two days here!"

"Oh, that's fine, it's fine." Sheng Zhiyao patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The old marquis cooked porridge, do you want to eat something?" Hongxue asked with concern.

"Okay, I'm almost hungry." Sheng Zhiyao smiled lightly. She raised her foot and was about to walk out, but her feet became weak and she almost fell down.

Fortunately, Hongxue used her body to hold back Sheng Zhiyao, and Sheng Zhiyao quickly stood up.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at Hongxue and comforted her: "I'm fine, don't worry about me. Maybe I've been sleeping for a long time and my feet are a little numb."

"Then you lie down quickly, I'll ask the old marquis to show you." Hongxue ran out after saying that. Sheng Zhiyao looked at its departure back, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

After a while, Old Marquis Sheng pushed open the door from outside and sat down on the bed: "Zhiyao is awake? Are you hungry?"

Sheng Zhiyao held Mr. Sheng's arm coquettishly: "Grandpa, you have worried about it these days."

"Silly girl, you are my granddaughter, how could I not worry?"

"Grandpa, I'm hungry." Sheng Zhiyao said with a pout.

"Okay! Grandpa will go and heat up the porridge and I will deliver it to you later. You will lie down and lie down as soon as you wake up."

"Yes, obey the order." Sheng Zhiyao saluted mischievously.

Old Marquis Sheng glared at her docilely, and then left the room.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at the back of the old Marquis Sheng, with a slightly raised corner of her mouth, and was in a good mood, but a familiar face appeared in front of her, which was the appearance of the woman in the dream.

"Master, lie down quickly, I'll help you rub your legs and feet." Hongxue quickly urged Sheng Zhiyao to lie down, then stretched out her big claws to help Sheng Zhiyao massage.

"Your big claws are quite comfortable."

"Of course." Hongxue said proudly.

"Puchi." Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

"Master, I hurt Feng Yuanqing without your permission." Hongxue said guiltily.

"If you hurt, you'll be hurt. He deserves it. Even if you don't hurt him, I will sooner or later."

"Don't the master blame me?"

"Why do you blame me? You did this for me."

"It's so good. I knew you wouldn't blame me, Master. That Feng Yuanqing is really hateful. It's just that I hurt him a little severely. You won't blame me, right?" Hongxue asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Sheng Zhiyao asked with a raised eyebrows.

"Then...then...then...I'll crippled him." Hongxue was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of her head.

"That's possible. If you want to hurt, you have to hurt the vitals, otherwise what's the point? But you should be careful next time. If you really kill him, it will be no fun." Sheng Zhiyao reminded, in fact, she

I didn't want Hongxue to kill Feng Yuanqing in my heart, after all, it was too cheap for him.

Hongxue thought for a while, then nodded: "Well, I know, I will pay attention in the future."

"Okay, I'm so hungry. Go and see if my porridge is ready." Sheng Zhiyao said, touching her rumbling stomach.

"Okay." Hongxue responded and ran out.

Soon the old marquis came in with a bowl of porridge. He sat next to Sheng Zhiyao, took a pillow and placed it under Sheng Zhiyao's waist, and then kindly said to Sheng Zhiyao with the porridge, "Drink it."

, Don't burn your mouth, I've tasted it, it tastes good."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, grandpa." Sheng Zhiyao nodded. Old Marquis Sheng picked up a spoonful of porridge and blew it, and then put it into her mouth. A bit of porridge went down her throat and into her stomach, making her feel very comfortable.

.

"We probably have been worried these days. Since we wake up, we will go back to the Marquis' Mansion to recuperate." The old Marquis continued to say to Sheng Zhiyao while feeding porridge, "Don't run around during this period,

Have a good rest in the Marquis’ Mansion.”

"I understand." Sheng Zhiyao answered obediently. She stared at the old marquis and saw the blood in his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The old marquis also saw the distress and guilt in Sheng Zhiyao's eyes: "Come on, drink more, your injuries have just recovered, and if you are malnourished, it will be bad."

"How could it be? I am a little strong, I have a great body. I don't need my grandfather to feed it." Sheng Zhiyao smiled and picked up the porridge from the old marquis's hand and drank it himself, "Cough cough..."

But I was choked because I drank too quickly.

When the old Marquis saw Sheng Zhiyao eating voraciously, he couldn't help but blame him with heartache: "Oh, you kid, eat slowly, don't worry, let you go back, and didn't say it's now."

"Haha, I'm afraid that my father, mother and brothers will be anxious, and I want to go back soon." Sheng Zhiyao stuck out her tongue and said.

"Silly boy, aren't you afraid of grandpa's worrying?" The old marquis rubbed Sheng Zhiyao's head lovingly.

"Isn't this grandpa right by my side!"

"You, I really can't do anything to you." The old marquis said with a doting smile.

After Sheng Zhiyao finished his meal, the old Marquis Sheng packed the dishes and went to the kitchen, while Hongxue was accompanying Sheng Zhiyao's bed.
Chapter completed!
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