Chu Moran was so scared that he didn't dare to report casually the next day, but just said tactfully: "The cough is better and you will get out of bed in a few days."

"How many days?"

Chu Moran didn't expect that Chu Beijie, who was busy with official business, would suddenly ask a question and answered with uncertainty: "It's about... ten days."

Chu Beijie said "yes" and did not comment.

On the tenth day, Chu Moran came to report Pingting's condition. Before he could speak, Chu Beijie had already stood up from the table and raised his chin and said, "Let's go and see if her bitter plan is gone." He stepped out of the study and indeed went straight to the cottage where Pingting lived.

The cottage is built into a courtyard, and there are several unknown small red flowers planted crookedly outside the house.

Chu Beijie walked outside the door, suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and moved silently to the window. Scattered words came from the room, and he heard a familiar voice.

"Is there anything else?"

"There are so many." The soft answer slowly, with a smile, "For example, the bone pot, first break a few times on the bone to reveal a piece of bone marrow - don't cut it off, use flat shepherd's body and thick loaves to make the taste soak on the bones. When cooking, grind the Rhodiola, Suoyang, and lemongrass roots into powder, stir-fry in oil, put it in the soup, then put the bones, wait halfway, cut the fresh lotus root and carrot into small pieces, put them in and cover them together and boil them slowly."

"Good, I've been working in the kitchen for many years, and I haven't heard of this method. Tsk tsk, I feel hungry if I just listen."

After listening to it for a while, Chu Beijie was all the tricks of cooking, and all the techniques were almost unheard of.

Pingting was a little more energetic today. She happened to talk about cooking with Zhang Ma, who delivered medicine to her every day. She became interested and picked up a few of the items she knew on weekdays. When talking about pickled cabbage, the sunlight that shot into the door was suddenly blocked by a shadow. When she looked up, she met a serious and cold handsome face.

"Ah! Prince..." Zhang Ma almost jumped up from the edge of the bed and saluted at a loss.

Chu Beijie didn't even look at Zhang Ma, and his eyes were still on Pingting's bloody face.

Zhang Ma trembled, "It's time for me to go back to the kitchen." After packing up the empty medicine bowl, she carefully retreated out of the cottage, and almost fell outside the door.

One person went to the hut and it seemed even more quiet, as if a chilly air suddenly emerged from the ground. There was no sign of expression on the face of a knife-shaped carving. Chu Beijie's eyes were as cold as winter.

Pingting met his eyes, her heart suddenly pounded twice, and she quickly lowered her head slightly to cover it up.

"The prince is here?" She slowly got out of bed by holding the edge of the bed, knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty is healthy."

Chu Beijie wrapped his arms around his chest, stared at her with deep eyes for a while, and asked jokingly in the evil tone that the nobles used, “I heard you are sick?”

Pingting originally thought that if she was sick, Chu Beijie would be a little bit better to her. In that way, his resentment gradually faded, and he would have the opportunity to inquire about the young master and have the chance to escape in the future. Who knew that after being sick for ten days, Chu Beijie ignored her. She pretended not to care, and even mocked herself: "You are not a beauty, you have lifted the curtain and saw your true face. What other beauty tricks can you use? A bitter trick?" But her heart still felt a little painful and sore.

When I saw Chu Beijie today, I made up my mind to avoid delusions. But when I heard his cold tone, I suddenly remembered his low question in the flower mansion that night - Is he sick? He even carried her into the house and forced her to close her eyes to sleep, both considerate and domineering.

In an instant, the ups and downs of separation from the young master, the hardships and grievances were all turned out from the bottom of my heart by an invisible shovel. The mixed feelings were mixed, and the eyelashes were slapping out two strings of crystal clear tears.

Chu Beijie asked condescendingly, but after a long time of not getting a reply, he became angry again. He was about to teach her a lesson, but he lowered his head and found Pingting's shoulders trembling slightly. He bent down and raised his fingertips on her tender face. He saw two slightly red eyes and a wet face. The person kneeling on the ground had already cried silently.

"Why are you crying?" he frowned, "Stop me."

It was not Pingting's original intention to cry in front of the King of Zhenbei. She had to bite her lower lip tightly to hold back the falling tears. She wanted to stand up, but her legs became weak and she supported her hands by the bed and was just fighting.

Chu Beijie looked at it for a while, grabbed her arm with a dark face, helped her up, and said in a deep voice: "Don't bite, I'm going to let you cry now."

Pingting's eyes, covered with mist, turned to him, turned her head away, and bit her lips and cried.

The feeling of being provoked made Chu Beijie dissatisfied. He gently twisted Pingting's chin, forced her to look at him, and lowered his voice: "If you cry again, I will destroy the Hua Mansion."

Pingting looked at Chu Beijie's threatening eyes and knew that he was not joking. What is the Flower Mansion in the heart of King Zhenbei?

She bit out a bruise even harder, and her black eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. When Chu Beijie was so provoked that she was about to look at her, she wiped the corners of her eyes, wiped away the tears, and her delicate face showed a rare stubbornness, and she met Chu Beijie's scorching gaze.

She didn't know that her expression was really touching, which made Chu Beijie's heart tremble.

"I have seen a lot of women's tears, it's useless." His low words approached at the same time, pressing against her delicate earlobes, making Pingting terrified and want to avoid it.

He stretched out his hand and stopped it easily, "Sit down for me." He let her fall into his arms.

"ah……"

"Don't move, be careful to fall to the ground." Smelling the fragrance of her body that was different from ordinary powder, watching her neck turn red, he suddenly became happy and deliberately brushed the side of her face lightly, "Well, what fragrance are you using?"

Pingting was anxious and ashamed. The manly aura and heat of Chu Beijie occupied all her feelings. Her slightly drunken consciousness and the humiliation of being teased were entangled. She struggled without any effort, and her hands pressed against her strong body as if she wanted to refuse. She simply turned her eyes, relaxed her body, and obediently stood in Chu Beijie's arms.

"This smells good?" She deliberately softened her voice and asked in the tone of the brothel woman.

She said she would change as soon as she wanted. Chu Beijie seemed unable to adapt and his body stiffened.

She smiled sweeter, looked up at the handsome face, "The prince is an omniscient person. Haven't he heard of Sifangcao?"

Chu Beijie's eyes shot like lightning and shot on Pingting's smiling face.

"The grass in the four directions is a strange poison in the world. The leaves have four colors and are fresh in taste." Pingting said slowly, "Anyway, I offend the prince, and I will suffer if I live. It is better to end it all. If others smell it, I am afraid that they will die with me."

The little maid, where did the world's magic poison come from? Chu Beijie didn't believe it at all. He looked at Pingting and saw that she looked cute and cute. She was warm and fragrant in her arms. He couldn't help but have a blood rushing up, and said leisurely: "Since it is a rare magic poison, I must try it." With a force on his arm, he locked Pingting tighter and slowly pressed towards his red lips.

The heavy breathing sprayed on the slightly pale face, and the man with a plundering look was getting closer and closer.

Pingting had never encountered such a thing, and she was at a loss. In a panic, she suddenly shouted: "Go and tell the king quickly, the king of Zhenbei is kissing me!"

Chu Beijie was stunned.

A bang came from outside the door. It turned out that Chu Moran was really waiting outside the door. He had heard the blushing words coming and going inside. Pingting suddenly screamed, scaring him so much that he overturned the wooden bench next to him.

"Go and tell the king that he won the bet with the Queen! The King of Zhenbei really kissed me!"

Suddenly, Chu Beijie thought she was really trapped by a person, so she relaxed her strength after being distracted. Pingting's unmovable body recovered a little freedom. She used all the strength she had accumulated, turned over and rolled into the corner of the bed, hugged her knees, and looked at Chu Beijie vigilantly.

As he turned over, Chu Beijie already understood that he had fallen into her plan again. He narrowed his eyes and asked fiercely: "Are you lying to me again?"

"The prince is as powerful as the sky, and the beauty comes at the wave of her hand. Why should she be careless of a maid?"

"I can choose any beauties, let alone the maid in my own palace?" Chu Beijie curled his fingers, and a trace of evil smile came from the corner of his mouth, "Come here."

Pingting was really scared, but she barely supported her face and said with a timid look on her face, "It's not difficult to serve Xiaohong. As long as the prince makes a bet with me, if the prince wins, Xiaohong will obey the prince. Can the prince accept it?" She has played such a trick with the young master for a long time, and she has already thought about what to bet on in the flash of lightning.

"Betting?" Chu Beijie made a thoughtful look, pondered for a moment, and laughed, "You are obviously my king's person, I want you, why should I bet?" Hearing his meaning, he seemed to be planning to bully the weak, Pingting couldn't help but feel panic. Unexpectedly, Chu Beijie changed his subject, "But I don't want you for the time being, I'll talk about you now." He stared at Pingting deeply and turned around and left the hut.

This time it was Pingting's turn to be stunned.
Chapter completed!