"Qing Jue." Ling Chuxi felt warm in her heart, stepped forward and leaned on his solid back, and said softly.
"Have you finished refining the spirit-restoring elixir? Your consciousness seems to have recovered a little." Huangfu Qingjue turned around, kissed her forehead gently, and said.
"I was deceived by the bad old man of Master Yizhuang. It was just a useless elixir. But fortunately, the refining method was pretty good and it was not completely scrapped. A total of thirteen kinds of spiritual herbs were used. I have analyzed and figured out nine kinds.
, and there are four kinds that I don’t know what they are, so I took half a tablet of Molan.
"Ye, please stabilize the injury of the consciousness for the time being. But as long as you give me some time, I should figure it out. As long as the pill recipe is complete, I can refine the spirit restoration pill to repair the consciousness." When it comes to the spiritual pill,
Ling Chuxi thought of Master Yi and said in a funny and angry tone.
"That's good. Once your consciousness is restored, we will work together to find a way to cure Yichen." Huangfu Qingjue said.
He knew that Ling Chuxi was now anxious to restore her consciousness, not only for herself, but also for Ling Yichen.
"Yeah." Ling Chuxi nodded.
"Let's go. When you went to Xumi Space just now, I made some breakfast to taste it." Huangfu Qingjue has been paying attention to Ling Chuxi's movements with his spiritual consciousness. As soon as her breath disappeared, he knew it was time to go
After visiting Xumi Space, I went to make some breakfast.
"Do you know how to make breakfast?" Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu Qingjue in surprise. This is so unscientific! Such a uniquely elegant, cold and proud person is cooking? Ling Chuxi imagined that scene in her mind,
I'm a little ashamed. I really can't imagine Huangfu Qingjue cooking.
It looks like that. But in fact, she also understands, what kind of life has Huangfu Qingjue not lived? It is not strange to sleep in the open air and cook his own food. However, Huangfu Qingjue's appearance is like a banished immortal, completely incompatible with those in the mortal world.
Fireworks are connected.
"Who told me that the woman Huangfu Qingjue fell in love with at first sight is a foodie? Even if she doesn't know how to eat, she still has to learn." Huangfu Qingjue said jokingly.
When we came to the dining room, several home-cooked side dishes were steaming hot and exuding enticing aromas, braised pork, jade lotus slices, stir-fried bamboo shoots...everything was Ling Chuxi's favorite.
At this moment, feeling Huangfu Qingjue's deep affection, Ling Chuxi's eyes became moist.
"Okay, after a hard night's work, let's eat." Huangfu Qingjue picked up the chopsticks and filled Ling Chuxi's bowl with vegetables.
"Okay, let me try Mr. Huangfu's craftsmanship." Ling Chuxi said in a flurry, "It's delicious, Qing Jue, it's a shame that you don't want to be a cook. Even if I don't practice in the future, I won't have to
I'm worried about being hungry, but with your cooking skills, you can find food anywhere."
"Do you want to open a small restaurant, where I will be the cook and you will be the shopkeeper?" Huangfu Qingjue's eyes narrowed as he watched Ling Chuxi eat, and he couldn't help but joke.
"This is a good suggestion, but I'm too tired, so I'd better eat all the delicious food in the world." Ling Chuxi laughed.
"Well, eat all the delicacies in the world? This is a good ideal. How about I take you to eat all the delicacies in the world in the future?" Huangfu's clear voice was full of doting.
"Okay!" Ling Chuxi agreed immediately. At this moment, she suddenly remembered two people. They were Mo Shili and Mo Qingyi. She didn't know how these immortal couples were doing now. It seemed that they were strangers to the world.
Li is determined to take Mo Qingyi to eat delicious food all over the world. At that time, she had secretly envied her, but now, someone has made such a promise to her.
The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of tenderness.