102 That Man Will Never Step on the Dragon Palace Again
"Oh my god, why is she like this? Doesn't she know there are other people sitting here?"
"That's right, how can you let others eat it?"
"It's simply too much!"
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There was a lot of discussion at the dinner table, and Fusang seemed a little embarrassed. It was indeed her fault this time that it affected everyone's appetite.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Fusang turned his eyes and glared at Feng Teng, but that person looked like the matter had nothing to do with him, and his eyes were wandering around.
Really, but this can’t be entirely blamed on her, Feng Teng is also responsible!
"Miss Hai, could you please know something about Datong? After all, you are also the Dragon King's woman now, so you can't embarrass the Dragon King!" Hongshan here is the most qualified to speak. After all, before Fusang arrived at the Dragon Palace, Hongshan
Shan was the most favored woman by the Dragon King, but when Fuso came, although she was still favored, looking at the situation, the situation was over.
The Dragon King’s woman? Fusang smacked her tongue and shook her head in amusement.
"Miss Sequoia, you are wrong! I am not his woman. I am at most your Dragon Palace's exclusive doctor."
"Woman, what did you say?" Feng Teng got a little closer, and a soft but threatening voice sounded behind Fusang's ears.
Fusang shivered suddenly, stiffened his neck, turned his head, and laughed twice awkwardly.
"Well, I think it would be better if I go talk to the chef and change the dishes!"
With that said, he jumped off the chair. Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.
"Want to leave?" Feng Teng quickly grabbed Fusang's collar and admitted that she was his woman. Is it embarrassing?
There were so many women in the world vying to fall into his arms. Now, it was the first time that he took the initiative to fight this woman back to the Dragon Palace.
Come to think of it, since I got to know Fuso, I have indeed achieved many firsts with him.
"I'm full, and I thought there are still a lot of medicinal materials that haven't been dried yet. I have to take advantage of the good weather to dry them, otherwise they will all go bad!" Fusang was used to being carried, but this time she learned the lesson and hugged her affectionately.
Feng Teng's arms pretended to be coquettish.
Feng Teng would rather take the soft than the hard! For the sake of his own life, Fusang was completely unruly in front of Feng Teng.
"It's okay, I'll let Huo Kui go!" Feng Teng carried Fusang back to his seat and shouted,
"Huo Kui!"
"Coming, coming!" Huo Kui, who had been secretly waiting at the door to observe the movement, immediately ran in.
"Dragon King, my subordinates are here!" This is what happens when you do something wrong, you have to be on tenterhooks.
Feng Teng glanced at Huo Kui, who kept his head down and his eyes wandering.
"Go and give her some medicinal ingredients!"
"What? Drying medicinal materials?" Huo Kui scratched his forehead, expressing confusion!
Fusang rolled his eyes. Fortunately, he had been following her for a while, but he didn't even know how to use medicinal herbs.
"The herbs I picked from the cliff in the morning need to be dried. Your Dragon King won't let me go, so I have to trouble you as an errand boy! Remember, you have to watch over them and turn them over every once in a while.
You can also bask in the sun!" Finally, Fusang also gave Huo Kui a good suggestion.
"That's it! Okay, let's go then!" This is a dangerous place. Fusang will definitely be implicated when he asks questions later. Make some contribution now, and maybe he will be treated leniently later.
"Here, serve the soup!" Feng Teng didn't take the incident seriously and continued to pick up the vegetables. This woman is too thin. She needs to eat more and gain more meat so that she can give birth to more babies for him.
Some little dragon cubs.
I had never thought about having an heir, but when I saw Fusang, I had this idea inexplicably, and even wanted to implement it.
Then, Fuso smelled a familiar smell of broth.
“It smells so good!”
"This is my favorite soup when I was in the human world. Everyone should try it!"
A cup of broth was placed in front of everyone, and almost everyone hid their noses and frowned. Only Fusang's eyes were bright, looking a little excited.
It turned out that Xiaoyang had not forgotten it, and he was suddenly moved.
"Hey, haven't you been saying you don't like it all the time?"
"Aside from making broth and meatloaf, have you made anything else for me to eat?" Feng Teng rolled his eyes at Fusang.
This is the only place in the human world that he deserves to enjoy even a little bit.
Fusang's heart felt warm. It turned out that he still preferred the broth he made!
"Dragon King, you have a noble status, how can you drink such a rotten soup from the human world?" Sequoia expressed his dissatisfaction again and muttered.
"I just like it." Feng Teng answered without hesitation. As long as he likes it, anything can become a delicacy.
Fusang opened the jar, and the rich fragrance wafted out. It seemed that she had endured the heat even more than she did. She filled a bowl and put it in front of Feng Teng, and touched Feng Teng's elbow.
"Little lamb, drink it quickly! It won't taste good when it's cold!"
Seeing Fusang's rare attentiveness, a trace of satisfaction appeared on Feng Teng's face, and he picked up the soup and drank it. Seeing Feng Teng drinking the soup so elegantly, Fusang was actually in a trance.
In fact, when I recall that when he first met Feng Teng, he awkwardly refused to eat vegetables and insisted on eating meat, so he had no choice but to boil broth and make meatloaf. Unexpectedly, Feng Teng would eat it for several months.
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Satisfied, Feng Teng put down the bowl and tugged at the dazed Fusang.
"I know that I am beautiful and delicious. Although I don't mind your admiration and infatuation with me in front of everyone, sometimes it would be better to be a little more reserved!"
Fusang's head was suddenly filled with black lines. It turns out that no matter whether he is a sheep or a dragon, his narcissism will never change!
"Can I ask you a question?" Fusang thought of the question just now and asked for advice.
"If I said no, wouldn't you stop asking?" Feng Teng glanced sideways at Fusang.
"Hehe!" Fusang laughed awkwardly. He really understood himself.
"I want to ask about Suzhu!"
Feng Teng wiped the corner of Zhen's mouth gracefully and heard the word "Su Zhu" without surprise. The more mysterious something is, the more she will explore it. Instead of letting her explore alone and in danger, it is better to tell her frankly that it is safe.
"You all stand down!" After all, this was a taboo in the Dragon Palace, so Feng Teng cleared away the unimportant people on the scene.
It suddenly became empty. Fusang was not used to it.
"Don't blame him, he didn't say anything at all. But I could see from his expression that he seemed to have a very sad past." Su Zhumei's sadness reappeared in his mind.
"His past is not sad, it's just that he carries the sadness of others!" That person has always been Suzhu's pain. The two agreed to share blessings and share hardships, but in the end, one person bore the pain of both.
Human suffering, but in fact this is not Suzhu's fault at all, everything was caused by him.
"Is he the blind man?" Fusang thought of the only person Suzhu had ever mentioned in front of her.
Feng Teng nodded slightly,
"I have decreed that that person will never set foot in the Dragon Palace again!"