This is a kind of food related to dietary conditioning in ancient medicine. It tastes pretty good, but there is really no such method in the world.
Therefore, Ouyang Xiu's taste was quite novel, "Lian'er, what kind of porridge is this? How come you can mix so many kinds of beans so that the taste is not too mixed, but has a very good texture."
This was the first time for him to eat such delicious porridge. Maybe it was the novel texture, or maybe it was because she made it herself.
"This is called eight-treasure porridge. I heard that eating this kind of porridge can regulate the stomach. I remember that your stomach is cold..."
She said it accidentally, and then noticed that Ouyang Xiu was staring at her with a strange look.
"Lian'er, you seem to know a lot about me."
"Then... I, don't I know a little bit of medical skills? I can listen, listen and ask questions... As soon as I saw your face, I knew you had a cold stomach. Could it be that I made a wrong diagnosis?"
This explanation is perfect.
"No, I have had a stomachache since I was a child. Lian'er, your medical skills are very good."
"Well, I know you still have a stomachache..." This is Ouyang Xiu's usual ailment.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Lian suddenly put down the porridge bowl in his hand, grabbed his hand and took his pulse.
"Lianer, what are you doing?"
"Let's see if you have any old problems?" In his previous life, he was always asked to take care of himself, but he didn't take it seriously.
At that time, she had no time to care about him, and she always felt guilty.
Fortunately, these can all be remedied.
From now on, he will leave his physical conditioning to her.
"Fortunately, I only have some stomach problems. You should drink less in the future, otherwise you will be more likely to get sick."
"I don't drink much." On the contrary, it was her. He had never seen a woman drink as arrogantly as she did.
"You can have up to three drinks."
Dongfang Lian raised three fingers towards him.
"Why do I suddenly feel like I'm being controlled?"
Ouyang Xiu laughed a little.
"Why, you don't like it?"
"There. But Lian'er is not my Crown Princess, so you have to worry too much about it."
Ouyang Xiu didn't mean anything else, he just said it casually, but after saying it, he felt strange.
He immediately looked at Dongfang Lian and found that she didn't seem to care at all, so he smiled and said, "Look, I'm talking nonsense, I'm sorry."
"Do you have a candidate for the Crown Princess?" Dongfang Lian teased Ouyang Xiu.
She didn't know that Ouyang Xiu fell in love with her in her previous life, and Ouyang Xiu had never expressed such feelings towards her in this life.
Maybe in this life, he is just a friend to me?
If that's the case, that's fine.
"I…………"
Ouyang Xiu suddenly felt a surge of blood rising in his heart.
He looked at Dongfang Lian sincerely, "What if, what if I want to marry Lian'er, will you... marry me?"
He tried to be joking, because he was afraid of being...rejected. He even convinced himself that it was just a joke. She shouldn't care.
"sincere?"
Dongfang Lian looked into Ouyang Xiu's eyes.
I remember that when she was dying, she regretted not replying to Ouyang Xiu who asked her if he had known her before Long Qijin, she would have been unwilling to marry him...
At that time, she wanted to ask Long Qimu to tell Ouyang Xiu that she was willing.
But Long Qimu said that Ouyang Xiu had no grave and had been killed by the Nine Tribes without a burial place.
A drop of tear flowed down her face. The heart-wrenching feeling hit her. This is a food related to dietary conditioning in ancient medical techniques. It tastes good, but there is really no such method in the world.
Therefore, Ouyang Xiu's taste was quite novel, "Lian'er, what kind of porridge is this? How come you can mix so many kinds of beans so that the taste is not too mixed, but has a very good texture."
This was the first time for him to eat such delicious porridge. Maybe it was the novel texture, or maybe it was because she made it herself.
"This is called eight-treasure porridge. I heard that eating this kind of porridge can regulate the stomach. I remember that your stomach is cold..."
She said it accidentally, and then noticed that Ouyang Xiu was staring at her with a strange look.
"Lian'er, you seem to know a lot about me."
"Then... I, don't I know a little bit of medical skills? I can listen, listen and ask questions... As soon as I saw your face, I knew you had a cold stomach. Could it be that I made a wrong diagnosis?"
This explanation is perfect.
"No, I have had a stomachache since I was a child. Lian'er, your medical skills are very good."
"Well, I know you still have a stomachache..." This is Ouyang Xiu's usual ailment.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Lian suddenly put down the porridge bowl in his hand, grabbed his hand and took his pulse.
"Lianer, what are you doing?"
"Let's see if you have any old problems?" In his previous life, he was always asked to take care of himself, but he didn't take it seriously.
At that time, she had no time to care about him, and she always felt guilty.
Fortunately, these can all be remedied.
From now on, he will leave his physical conditioning to her.
"Fortunately, I only have some stomach problems. You should drink less in the future, otherwise you will be more likely to get sick."
"I don't drink much." On the contrary, it was her. He had never seen a woman drink as arrogantly as she did.
"You can have up to three drinks."
Dongfang Lian raised three fingers towards him.
"Why do I suddenly feel like I'm being controlled?"
Ouyang Xiu laughed a little.
"Why, you don't like it?"
"There. But Lian'er is not my Crown Princess, so you have to worry too much about it."
Ouyang Xiu didn't mean anything else, he just said it casually, but after saying it, he felt strange.
He immediately looked at Dongfang Lian and found that she didn't seem to care at all, so he smiled and said, "Look, I'm talking nonsense, I'm sorry."
"Do you have a candidate for the Crown Princess?" Dongfang Lian teased Ouyang Xiu.
She didn't know that Ouyang Xiu fell in love with her in her previous life, and Ouyang Xiu had never expressed such feelings towards her in this life.
Maybe in this life, he is just a friend to me?
If that's the case, that's fine.
"I…………"
Ouyang Xiu suddenly felt a surge of blood rising in his heart.
He looked at Dongfang Lian sincerely, "What if, what if I want to marry Lian'er, will you... marry me?"
He tried to be joking, because he was afraid of being...rejected. He even convinced himself that it was just a joke. She shouldn't care.
"sincere?"
Dongfang Lian looked into Ouyang Xiu's eyes.
I remember that when she was dying, she regretted not replying to Ouyang Xiu who asked her if he had known her before Long Qijin, she would have been unwilling to marry him...
At that time, she wanted to ask Long Qimu to tell Ouyang Xiu that she was willing.
But Long Qimu said that Ouyang Xiu had no grave and had been killed by the Nine Tribes without a burial place.
A tear fell down her face. The heart-wrenching feeling hit her.