Report to the medical concubine, Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds!

Hua Sijin's eyes suddenly looked towards the cook's eyes, and she looked at them with a strength that could not be ignored.

The cook had just raised her head and quickly lowered it. Unfortunately, Hua Sijin still noticed the panic and nervousness that she couldn't hide in her eyes.

"This almond cake is well made, but it's a pity that I don't like eating it. In order not to waste food, just eat it all."

The cook once again widened her eyes in disbelief and looked straight at Hua Sijin, as if she couldn't understand why the other party would make such an excessive request.

"This almond cake is made based on the food intake of several people. I really can't finish it by myself."

Hua Sijin's slender fingers tapped on the table, making irregular clicking sounds.

"Really?" Hua Sijin's voice was so soft that if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying.

But it was such a coincidence that the cook was standing just right to hear what Hua Sijin said completely, and she couldn't ignore it at all.

Although Hua Sijin's tone was gentle, the cook was extremely nervous and scared, and her subconscious swallowing movements made Zhui Feng slowly narrow her eyes.

"Do you not want to live anymore, or should you finish this plate of almond cake obediently?"

Zhui Feng pulled out the dagger he carried and put it against the cook's neck, shocking her so much that her breathing quickened.

Hua Sijin smiled and put her hand gently on Zhui Feng's wrist, then moved it to the side.

"What is your attitude? How can you treat a weak woman like this?"

Before the cook could relax, she heard Hua Sijin's devilish words rang out again.

"Go to the kitchen, take out a kitchen knife and put it against her neck. People who have been working in kitchens all year round should not be nervous."

It has to be said that Hua Sijin's threat worked very well.

No matter how terrifying a dagger is, it cannot be more terrifying than a kitchen knife. In terms of area alone, the visual impact is extremely strong.

The cook swallowed hard, worried that she might scratch the sharp blade if she moved too hard. The tears couldn't stop falling down. I cried so hard that I felt pity for him.

It's a pity that Hua Sijin is a woman, not a man, so naturally she won't have any sympathy for her.

And Zhui Feng is a fool. He only has mission and protecting his master in his mind, and nothing else can fit into his heart.

How to describe chasing the wind?

It may be that a beautiful woman who likes him is confessing her love to him and asking him if he wants a wife or if he wants to go out and kill people. Zhui Feng will choose to kill without hesitation.

In the eyes of this fool, he really achieved "there is no woman in his heart, and the god of nature draws his sword".

What's more, although the cook's appearance is considered to be above average, it is not even a little bit worse than Hua Sijin and the Yingying Yanyan who were seen around the late emperor in the harem.

Even if compared with Shi Luoyu, the goddess of white moonlight in Wu Lang's heart, she is completely incomparable.

Zhui Feng was still doubting in his heart, maybe Prince Gong was crazy, how could he be willing to hurt the girl of the Su family and choose such an ugly woman who has no family background, no ability, no talent.

Hua Sijin had a hard time holding back her laughter, and now she felt a little annoyed about the pain of being able to read minds.

She has to hold back! I can't laugh out loud at such a critical moment!

It's a pity that Wu Lang rushed back with two hairs of seagrass on his head. Hua Sijin couldn't hold it any longer and laughed out loud.

Her smile was even more outrageous, Zhui Feng's hands shook in shock, and the kitchen knife accidentally left a long scratch on the cook's neck.

Feeling the strange touch on her neck, the cook closed her eyes and screamed.

Hua Sijin only felt her ears buzzing, and her whole body felt bad.

If this cook hadn't been a cook, she might have been a singer in an opera troupe, right?

I guess you are more respectable and better paid than the cook in the theater troupe, so why do you need to smell like green onion?

He didn't know whether it was because the cook's scream was too loud, or because Feng Dongchi thought that the mother of his future child was in danger, so he opened his eyes in confusion and stood up, without even looking at An Er who was being stepped on by him and staggering. Walked out of the door.

Hua Sijin naturally noticed the footsteps upstairs and waited for Feng Dongchi to come downstairs with a smile.

Wu Lang originally planned to go to the second floor to carry him down, but Hua Sijin reached out to stop him.

"He will come down by himself. Your going up will only affect the speed of his coming down."

Wu Lang didn't understand how a person who had trouble walking could get down so quickly.

The next second, I saw Feng Dongchi stumble suddenly, holding his head and rolling down the stairs on the second floor. The speed was indeed astonishingly fast.

Hua Sijin lightly snapped her fingers and tilted her head slightly in the direction of Feng Dongchi, as if to say, see what I said, right?

Wu Lang gave Hua Sijin a thumbs up in admiration, but the cook stopped screaming.

I don't know where the courage came from, but I pushed Zhui Feng's hand holding the kitchen knife away and staggered towards Feng Dongchi.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, please wake up! Don't let anything happen to you!"

The cook cried loudly, but not as much as when the knife was pressed against her.

What else can’t you see about the blooming flowers? It was simply that the cook felt that only Feng Dongchi could protect her and the "child" in her belly.

If she wants to live a safe, smooth and prosperous life, the only choice the cook can make is Feng Dongchi. Hua Sijin was not surprised. What surprised her was Feng Dongchi's reaction.

Feng Dongchi reached out to grab the cook's throat and took several steps back.

It's a pity that he was just sitting and kicking his legs back, without considering the aesthetics at all. It looked stupid and ugly.

"You don't want to be here anymore! I'll give you a chance to leave before my army arrives. It's still too late for you to leave here."

"If you don't leave, when my king's army arrives, you will be cut into pieces! All of you, retreat! Or I will kill this woman!"

Hua Sijin sat back on the chair, crossed her legs and swung her feet disdainfully.

"What? Did you find that the threat was useless, or did you remember that all your Haidongqings are dead? Threaten us with your people, Feng Dongchi, are you a fool?"

"Don't just kill her, even if you chop her into 108 pieces in front of us, I won't let you go."

Feng Dongchi's pupils trembled. He felt warm and sticky under his hands. He released his hand from holding the cook's neck and looked at it. There was blood on it.

"What happened? Are you injured?"

Feng Dongchi looked at the few people who looked inconspicuous but were sitting calmly on the table eating peanuts, then turned around and walked out.

Unfortunately, my legs were too weak to stand up, so I crawled towards the door.

Hua Sijin was not in a hurry to stop him, she just smiled and looked at Feng Dongchi's face that became frightened again.