The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

He didn't bring any medicine with him when he came out this time, and the injury this time was unexpected.

Thinking of this, Xiji stood there a little worried. Just when he didn't know what to do, he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him,

"What are you doing?"

Siji was startled by the sound immediately, turned around, and saw the Night King looking at him leisurely, his eyes lightly looking at his bare legs, when Sigi realized something was wrong After covering it, he said leisurely: "I never thought that you would have such a hobby."

Seeing the playful arc of Night King's mouth, Xiji panicked immediately, and quickly explained: "No, I didn't."

"Oh? Then what are you doing?" Looking at Xiji who looked embarrassed, his eyes inadvertently glanced at his white and tender legs, and he quickly retracted his eyes and stared at him seriously.

Xiji stood there in embarrassment, looking very embarrassed, and said in a stumbling manner: "My leg is a little uncomfortable, I want to see it."

The Night King raised his eyebrows, then looked at Xiji, with a somewhat frivolous tone, "We are all together today, why are we all fine, and you are the only one who has a problem."

Xiji felt embarrassed at first, but now when he heard his words, his face turned red, and he even lowered his head. This is not what he thought, it is because his body is too delicate and tender. That's why it hurts so easily.

The Night King saw that Xiji ignored him, but buried his head lower and lower, looking very ashamed and angry, and suddenly felt a little bored.

He raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, then turned and left.Before leaving, I didn't forget to add a sentence, "I hope you don't slow down our progress because of your body."

When Xiji heard what he said, he was stunned for a moment, and looked up stupidly at the direction Ye Lin left, until the familiar sound of closing the door came from outside, and he blinked, feeling aggrieved.

After Night King had left for a long time, he recovered from the negative emotions. He saw a bottle of something by the door where Night King was standing just now, and he remembered that there was nothing there before.

Xiji was a little curious, and coupled with the absence of the Night King at this time, the shyness just now faded a lot.

He walked over timidly, picked up the bottle, looked at it curiously, and found that it was a bottle of wound medicine.Xiji blinked. He didn't seem to ask what the Night King was doing when he came back. He looked down at his legs, and suddenly smiled softly.

After Xiji tidied herself up and gave herself some medicine, the cook at the inn also prepared today's dinner. There was no place to eat in the room, so Xiji naturally wanted to go downstairs to eat with everyone.

After coming down, I found that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive. Xiji was a little puzzled. After observing it, I found that everyone's eyes were on the Night King sitting in the middle, and they seemed to be very scared.

Xiji was a little strange, seeing that the white shirt kept gesturing towards him to let him pass.Due to his relationship with Ye Wang Mingming, even though he was reluctant, he still walked over.

I saw there was another man standing there besides the Night King, that man looked quite vicissitudes, facing the Night King at this time, he explained tremblingly: "My lord, our place is too remote, this is our place. It's the best thing that can come out here."

Hearing what he said, Xiji took a curious look at the dishes on the table. They were all ordinary dishes. If they were placed in ordinary people's homes, they would be considered good dishes, but I don't know how the cooks made them. The appearance of that dish is very ugly, and now it is not up to standard in front of the Night King.

Immediately, Xiji knew why the Night King lost his temper.

Blinking his eyes, he glanced at the trembling steward, and then at the Night King who was sitting there without speaking, but the air pressure was obviously low. He couldn't help but said, "Shall I go get something to eat? Just right There are also new seasonings, you can try the taste."

When the Night King heard his words, he turned his eyes away from the unlucky steward, turned his head to look at Xiji who was dressed in clean clothes, and looked clean and refreshing at this time. His eyes were calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking. What.

Facing his emotionless gaze, Xiji felt a little thumping in his heart, turned his head and thought of the bottle of wound medicine just now, and said again, "Some of the seasonings I prepared were not put properly, if they are kept for a long time , the taste will change.”

Hearing what he said, Night King's eyes flickered, and then he said to the steward standing in front of him who kept apologizing, "Go and help him."

"Yes, yes, the little one will definitely help." Hearing what he said, the steward wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as if he had been pardoned, and took Xiji respectfully to the back kitchen.

Staring at Xiji's back until he disappeared into the backyard, Ye Lin looked at the food in front of him, and said to the white shirt with disgust, "You guys share it."

"Yes." The white shirt looked at the dishes, and felt that there was nothing wrong with them. It was a bit more advanced than what their subordinates ate, but he didn't dare to show it.

Xiji on the other end followed the steward directly into the kitchen, and found that the kitchen was much cleaner than he had imagined, which was a little surprising.

"My lord, what do you need the villain to do?" The steward looked very respectful to Xiji, obviously facing the Night King just now made him very frightened, and he was still a little trembling at this time.

Xiji could understand the fear in the steward's heart, so facing the trembling steward at this time, he couldn't help being kinder, looked at him and said with a smile: "Help me wash a few more dishes that I often eat, and cut some fresh meat. "

Hearing what he said, the steward was a little worried. Thinking of the Ye Wang who was angry just now, he was still afraid of gaining the upper hand for a while, so he couldn't help persuading him in a low voice: "Young master, are you afraid that adults will not be used to these things?"

Hearing what he said, Xiji turned to look at the cautious steward, thought for a while, and persuaded with a smile: "It's okay, just do as I say, if anything happens, I will fully bear it."

The steward was very nervous at first, but now he was a little relieved when he heard Xiji's assurance. Seeing that Xiji's words were firm and there was no ink stain, he called the boy in the kitchen and went to help Xiji wash the vegetables.

Xiji took a look at the kitchen and found that the layout inside was no different from the usual ones, so he immediately felt relieved, and ordered Mo Shu, who had been sneaking in after him since just now, "Go and take the bag we prepared. Bring in the seasoning."

"Yes." When Mo Shu heard his young master's order, his hands and feet were very nimble, and he quickly brought those things in.

Xiji opened the bag, picked and picked for a while, thought for a while, and only took out four things, and put the rest back intact.

The reason why he asked to help with the cooking just now was not all to repay Ye Wang's kindness in delivering medicine for him. There are really many things that can't be stored for a long time in the preparations, so it's appropriate to take them out now.

"Master, what are we doing?" Mo Shu drooled reflexively when he saw his master cooking, and asked curiously after swallowing his saliva.

Seeing Mo Shu's gluttonous appearance, Xiji felt a little funny, so he could only say: "Just make a few stir-fried vegetables, so that the time will be quicker, or you will be in a hurry later, and your lord will be angry."

Hearing what he said, Mo Shu patted his head stupidly, and praised: "Oh, the young master is still thoughtful."

Xiji accepted Mo Shu's compliment, smiled and thanked the steward who had finished washing the dishes, then took the dishes and prepared to cook them.

The steward looked at Xiji, who looked very capable as he tied up his sleeves, he hesitated to speak for a while, and finally chose to keep his mouth shut.

Even if the things made by this delicate brother are really unpalatable, according to the temper of the grown-up just now, he doesn't care about comparing them, just hope that he will not implicate himself.

Just when he was worrying about his future, he only heard the sound of 'stabbing', the sound of vegetables being stir-fried in the pot, and then an indescribable fragrance wafted into his nose, stimulating his saliva to keep drooling to secrete.

Even though he had lived for decades, he never imagined that one day he would be drool-worthy from the food of those parents.

Watching helplessly as the brother quickly stir-fried the dishes one by one, and then they turned into indescribable aromas, not only the steward, but even the helper next to him couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

When Xiji brought out all the dishes, the people in the kitchen looked at the dishes without blinking. If they didn't remember that the dishes were for that adult, they might all want to eat them. Pounced on to taste it.

Staring at Xiji carrying those few dishes and getting ready to go out, the people in the kitchen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But the little brother who was holding the plate turned his head, looked at the stewards standing there who were extremely disappointed, and said with a smile: "I see that there are still a lot of dishes, so I left some in the kitchen. If you don't mind If so, you can try it."

Hearing his words, the steward immediately regained his energy, reluctantly followed Xiji to send out the few dishes, and ran back in a hurry.

The Night King, who had already sat down, glanced at the steward who was running fast, and then at Xiji in front of him, and asked indifferently, "What advantage did you give him to let him run so fast?"

"I saw that the plate couldn't fit, so I left some leftovers there." Xiji looked at the Night King's expression and replied cautiously.

In fact, what he had left was more than the leftovers he mentioned, he even took out a bowl for Mo Shu, but he wouldn't talk about it.

Ye Wang looked at Xiji, who was obviously a little guilty, and didn't intend to trouble him. He just picked up the chopsticks gracefully, picked up a piece of fried pork belly, put it in his mouth, and chewed it twice.Immediately, the whole mind was occupied by the fat but not greasy aroma of the sauce, and the speed of chopsticks was a little faster.

The whole hall was filled with the smell of sauced meat, which lingered for a long time.

Even those guards who had already eaten were swallowing secretly, trying hard not to be tempted by this delicious taste.

When the Night King and Xiji finally finished eating, the inhuman torture was finally over. Watching the Night King and Xiji leave, the people around him breathed a sigh of relief. The taste was really delicious. up.

The allocation of rooms here is naturally between Xiji and the Night King. They stay in the best room. Hearing the sound of dripping water from the bathroom, Xiji becomes a little nervous. How can he thank him later? The Night King gave himself that wound.