Broken Bonds

Chapter 111.3

03

Beitang Ao returned to the study room. In fact, he didn't know what Yan Feili was thinking now. However, thinking of the miserable condition during his childbirth, his heart trembled, and he was really terrified. He was so worried back then, how can he be calm and happy now? Thinking of this, he blamed himself for being sexually excited all the time, and even at this age allowed Feili to conceive again. He couldn't help but regret and worry, fidgeting in the study.

As for Yan Feili, he was upset in the bedroom for a while, and suddenly calmed down. Although it was a bit scary to have a child, it was not that he had never given birth. He felt very happy in his heart when he thought of having another child for Beitang Ao.

But why does this bastard Qianzhi always let him down again and again?

Yan Feili sighed, he knows that Beitang Ao was also scared because of that incident. He remembered that when he just woke up from a coma, Beitang Ao's proud and handsome face became haggard and thin. The eyes of the wind god like the moon also lost the pride and look of the past, and they were full of deep worry and care. Facing him like that, how could Yan Feili not be moved, how could he not love and pity that man.

He stroked his belly, it's unbelievable as if he is not himself right now. Because he did not take the contraceptive medicine on time a few times, and he thought that he would not be able to conceive again at this old age. Who knew that a trip to the hot springs and planting jade in the blue field was really... alas! Forget it, I really owed him in my last life.

Thinking of this, Yan Feili can't bear to let Beitang Ao stay in the study room again. So he opened the door and went out, only to see Liu Ma in the hall clearing the table.

"Mother Liu, where is Qianzhi?"

Liu Ma is from Lingyin Valley and a Moye, so she is very close to Yan Feili, and when she saw him coming out, she covered her mouth and smiled: "King Beitang is busy now."

"Busy? What is he busy with?" Is he still busy with the flowers and plants he brought back from Jiangnan the other day?

"He's busy helping you simmer the soup in the kitchen."

Yan Feili's expression changed immediately, and he subconsciously raised his foot to return to the room. It's not that he is slanderous, Beitang Ao is arrogant and intelligent, and everything he does is excellent, but the cooking and flower art alone are generally.... bad. 

They have lived in seclusion for all these years. In addition to occasionally returning to the palace to deal with Palace affairs and the Sect, Beitang Ao spent most of his time with him in the mountains and rivers. When he had nothing to do, he also worked hard to come to help going to the kitchen and learn to cook some side dishes, but the results...not the ordinary horrible.

Thinking of him as a King, a dignified Sect Master, who has been served by people since he was born. You can even count on your ten fingers, how many times he has done this kind of thing except holding a sword and a book? No one is perfect, it is impossible to have everything. But Beitang Ao's arrogant temper is sometimes extremely stubborn, childish and stubborn, the more he can't do the more he wants to work hard.

Yan Feili feels that he is in a very bad mood now, extremely bad, he doubts, after drinking Beitang Ao's simmering soup, can he and the child in his belly live to see the sun tomorrow??||||| 

Mother Liu saw Yan Feili's face, knew what he was thinking, she smiled at him and said quietly: "Don't worry, I've left the food in the basket in the back room. If the dishes made by the Lord Beitang are really hard to swallow, don't feel wronged. The food is ready, just heat it if it gets cold."

Yan Feili said gratefully: "Mother Liu, thank you."

"We are all of the same race, you're welcome. It's late, I'll go home first." Liu Ma doesn't live here, she just comes here every other day to help them cook and clean. She lived with her son and daughter-in-law in a small town under the mountain, and return home in the evening, as it didn't take long to go back and forth.

"Mother Liu, be careful on the road." Yan Feili sent Liu Ma away and closed the courtyard door. After thinking about it, he raised his foot and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he walked into the backyard, he saw billowing smoke coming out of the kitchen.

Yan Feili approached with a black face, and saw Beitang Ao's panicked and somewhat bewildered face through the thick smoke, and could not help sighing.

Thanks to Beitang Ao's deep internal strength, he didn't even choke in that kind of smoke that most people would have run out long ago. ><Although Beitangao is busy in the kitchen, his ears are still so good. He heard Yan Fei Li as soon as he stepped into the backyard. When he felt like he was standing outside the door and watching, he hurriedly said: "Feili, get far away, there's a lot of smoke here."

If you didn't think of cooking, you know that there would be no smoke this big. Angrily he said: "Qianzhi, come out, don't burn the kitchen."

Beitang Ao suffocated, and said muffledly: "It's going to be done soon." After he finished speaking, he put out the fire, swiped the sleeves with his internal force, and dissipated most of the smoke. He poured the soup in the pot into a large bowl, and brought it out carefully, with a somewhat flattering smile: "I have stewed chicken soup for you."

Yan Feili glanced at the dark soup, did not speak, and turned back to the hall.

Beitang Ao took a closer look at his work, and found that the soup is not bad, and it is better than what he tried cooking before. It should be... Thinking of this, he entered the hall with his 'masterpiece' very calmly.

"Feili, I was wrong this afternoon, I was just worried, we need to be careful of hurting your body. Come on, have a bowl of my simmered three fresh chicken soup, and see how my craftsmanship compares to yours?"

Yan Feili watched him bring the soup in front of him, sighed, and said: "Qianzhi, I know you said those things for my own good, I am not angry anymore."

Beitang Ao's eyes lit up and his red lips curled up.

Yan Feili continued: "So I don't need to drink the soup."

Beitang Ao humbled his face, and said unhappily, "I know my craftsmanship is not good, but you can't deny it without tasting it."

Yan Feili frowned and changed the subject: "Do you really want this child?"

"Yes, of course." Beitang Ao nodded and said: "Feili, you know me. If I weren't worried about your body, I wouldn't say that. Li'er, Yue'er and Chen'er, they are all grown up now, sometimes I could see you very lonely. It will be great to raise another one by yourself."

Yan Feili breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was still a little worried about Beitang Ao's thoughts. Now that he said this, he finally settled down.

Upon seeing this, Beitang Ao passed the soup again, and coaxed softly: "Feili, try it. I made this for you by myself."

Yan Feili was very touched, but he really didn't have any confidence in his craftsmanship, but he couldn't refuse the look of Beitang Ao looking forward to having him taste his cooking, so he took the bowl and took a sip.

"How is it?"

Yan Feili accidentally discovered that the soup that Beitang Ao made this time was not very good, but the taste was much better than before, and it was not so difficult to swallow.

Beitang Ao saw his expression of surprise and admiration. Just as his eyebrows were raised with joy, Yan Feili suddenly twisted his thick eyebrows and vomited it all out at the door.

Beitang Ao was shocked. Is the soup I made really so bad?