Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 370: Strategy (8)

Feng Luoxuan held a bowl of lotus seed porridge and sat on the side of the bed, and helped her up to lean against the Furong red back pillow.

"I heard that you haven't eaten much in the past two days. You see that you don't have the strength to sit, and you don't have much meat on your face."

Feng Luoxuan looked at her obviously thin face with heartache, picked up a spoonful of porridge and put it to her mouth: "No matter how uncomfortable you feel, you shouldn't abuse your body, be good, come and eat some."

Xiao Yao deliberately didn't eat for the past two days, making himself extremely haggard, which makes people feel distressed at the first sight.

In this way, Feng Luoxuan will feel pity when she sees her. God knows how long she has endured before resisting the temptation of the smell of meat. Now she is so hungry that she can eat a pig.

Xiao Yao ate a few mouthfuls of the spoon Feng Luoxuan handed over, then covered his chest and forced himself to spit it out.

She vomited on the side of the bed in pain, groaned a few times, and said angrily: "Feng Luoxuan, I don't want to eat, I can't eat."

Feng Luoxuan gently patted him on the back, picked up the handkerchief and helped her wipe the dirt off her mouth.

"You usually like to eat so much, but now you can't even eat one thing? What do you want to eat, I will ask the chef to make it for you immediately."

Xiao Yao shook his head, the scattered black hair was as black as satin, which made her pale face more and more.

She thought for a long time, her eyes gradually became wet and bright, and the water was covered with a layer of mist. She choked up and said, "I want to eat the Furong jade porridge from Congee Dingji on Dongjie Street."

When Feng Luoxuan saw her pear blossom choking with rain, her heart softened, and she wished she could hold everything in the world in front of her, and just begged her not to shed tears.

"I will send someone to buy it immediately."

"No, I just want to eat fresh and steaming ones, and I can't eat them because they will smell fishy when I buy them." Xiao Yao refused to let go, seeing Feng Luoxuan's hesitant expression, she rolled back into the quilt and turned her head Qu shook his shoulders and sobbed: "The only thing I want to eat is this bowl of porridge, and you can't satisfy my wish. It's all fake if you say you'll be nice to me."

Feng Luoxuan saw her small body curled up in the quilt, her shoulders twitched, and her soft voice was full of grievances. The trace of hesitation in her heart was also driven away by her sobs.