Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok!

  The prince had a feeling of death in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, he was just a little helpless.

  Yan Luan scooped up a spoonful of porridge, gently blowing on the cooling air, and sent it forward.

  Prince took a sip, and swallowed directly down the esophagus without containing it. He has long practiced the skill of swallowing directly. Those medicines are too bitter. If you keep tasting the taste, you will have to vomit.

   Sure enough, the taste left in the mouth was not so friendly, but the prince didn't even move his brows, and there was no wave on his face.

   After taking a bite, Yanluan also stopped feeding, everyone was waiting for the prince's reaction, as if they were waiting for some kind of trial.

  The warm feeling slid down the esophagus into the stomach. Strangely, the nausea that had always been there was suppressed at this time, and the churning stomach seemed to be put into the sea **** needle, and it gradually eased.

  The crowd waited for a long time, but instead of vomiting, the Prince's expression that had not changed suddenly softened a lot, and the forbearance that was faintly detectable just now eased a lot.

   "This... is actually useful?! Yanluan, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" The second prince was immediately excited, and hurriedly urged.

  The prince smiled softly: "It's not for feeding chickens and pigs, so don't worry, second brother."

  Yan Luan cast a sideways glance at the Second Prince, and the latter restrained his excitement in embarrassment.

   Spoon after spoon, most of the porridge in the bowl disappeared in an instant, and the prince's expression became more and more relaxed. After such a long time, he didn't even cough anymore.

   "Come alone."

  Seeing that the prince miraculously propped himself up and sat up, he reached out to take the bowl in Yanluan's hand.

Seeing Yan Luan hesitated, the prince smiled again: "Gu has regained some strength, so it's not like he can't eat a bowl of porridge. Gu has hands and feet, and he doesn't want to trouble others all the time, so you should treat him as considerate. "

   "I don't dare!" Yan Luan heard the words, quickly apologized, and handed the bowl to the crown prince.

The prince's smile was a bit more bitter, he didn't want to be speculated on every word, and the words he said had no superfluous meaning, but in this palace, even the second prince who seemed to be the most wanton concubine was actually everywhere. Be careful.

  The prince snorted and finished the rest of the porridge by himself, and he already had a strong sense of fullness after being unable to eat for a long time. You must know that even Xiaohua can barely drink two bowls of such a bowl of porridge.

   "It really has such a miraculous effect! Ms. Chen, how do you cook this porridge? Teach me!" The second prince saw the change of the prince who was almost "resurrected from the dead", his eyes lit up immediately.

   "This..." Chen Muxue scratched her head, and before she had time to continue, Cen Lizhui said first: "Sorry, the secret technique of the Qianding family cannot be passed on."

   "So it is, so it is!" The second prince, who had read some ancient books that recorded Qiandingmen, was convinced of this explanation.

  It must be a kind of magic skill to integrate the elixir into the porridge, which not only allows the patient to eat the necessary meals, but also exerts the efficacy of the elixir. The combination of the two is a great improvement in the treatment of ordinary people!

  The second prince still made up the explanation of the so-called "magic skill" in his mind, and he kept nodding all by himself, not knowing what he was affirming.

Although Chen Muxue was a little embarrassed, but thinking about it from another angle, she is the master of the Qianding Sect, and only she knows how to make this kind of porridge, so it is not a problem to say that it is the secret skill of the Qianding Sect, so she calmly accepted the appreciation of the second prince. looked, and patted Cen Lizhui on the shoulder to show his appreciation.

   "Cough!"

  However, when everyone was happy, the prince suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood.