Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Although he resented Feng Lan's vicious tongue, Zun quickly put the unpleasantness behind him.

Her voice couldn't help but get a little higher.

Because they were so close, Feng Lan could clearly smell Di Zun's breath.

In Beiqing, Feng Lan became famous as a young man and was admired by countless people, but the only women he really had contact with were the Empress Qingshuang and Qingfeng.

After he woke up, the Empress summoned him to enter the palace many times, and the Empress also had several intimate actions.

But every time she got a little closer, Feng Lan would smell a strong aroma of fat powder. The aroma made him dizzy, and subconsciously, he told him to avoid it.

But when he was with Di Zun, it was different.

Di Zun did not have the powdery smell that women are used to, but instead had a warm aroma.

The aroma was very familiar, and it made Feng Lan's heart soften a little bit.

He didn't realize it, and got a little closer, trying to smell it clearly, what exactly was this fragrance.

His gaze also moved up, and then landed on Di Zun's lips.

It was only then that he noticed that this woman, although her face was haggard, was now wrapped in gauze, but her lips were very beautiful.

Just like a small ingot, it is not smeared with powder, but it is red and bright, exuding an attractive luster, which makes people want to kiss it, and the taste must be very delicious.

Dear...Feng Lan was taken aback by this thought.

He actually had such messy thoughts about this fierce and ugly woman.

Could it be that he hasn't tasted the taste of a woman for too long, and he is actually hungry and thirsty, and has an idea for such a faceless woman?

After knowing that she had married Qing Feng, Feng Lan still experienced some changes in her psychology.

Even though Qing Feng was dead, there were many people in the court who asked him to re-marry his wife, but Feng Lan never moved his mind. As for the specific reason, Feng Lan couldn't tell.

Feng Lan was thinking about things, but Di Zun didn't notice it at all.

She said it again,

I don't know that Feng Lan wasn't listening at all.

Feng Xin used this study room on weekdays.

Ye Lingyue was afraid that he would be cold in the winter, so he ordered people to prepare enough stoves, so the study was much drier than other places in the city lord's mansion.

Di Zun talked for a long time, and his mouth was dry, so he was ready to grab the tea beside him and want to take a sip.

She didn't know that before she reached out, a teacup had already been delivered to her.

Di Zun was stunned for a while, and when he raised his head, he met Feng Lan's eyes.

Di Zun was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling flashed in her heart. She couldn't help thinking about the time when she and Feng Lan were newly married.

At that time, Feng Lan loved her very much. Whenever she was coquettish and thirsty, with just one look, Feng Lan would obediently bring water to her.

Feng Lan was also stunned. He didn't know what was going on with him. He had never done anything like serving tea and water.

Feng Lan couldn't help but blushed a little, had already handed the tea in front of Di Zun, shrank back abruptly, and took a few gulps.

Di Zun took a look, and the complexion under the gauze changed.

She was so stupid, how could she forget, how could Feng Lan be so considerate to her now.

Not only did he forget her, but he also thought that she had lied to him and insisted on marrying him as his wife.

Thinking of this, Di Zun was so angry that her teeth itch, she grabbed the teapot beside her, and poured a few sips of tea directly into her mouth without using a cup.

Unexpectedly, I poured it too quickly, and the tea was too hot, and I choked a few sips.

The hot water scalded Dizun's mouth, and Dizun couldn't help sticking out his tongue, his mouth was hot, and the teapot was snatched away.

"You woman, you don't look like a woman at all, no one drinks tea like you." Seeing this, Feng Lan threw the teapot to the ground for no reason, and pulled over the ground respecter. Check to see if she's hot.

In my mind, a scene suddenly flashed through. The scene from many years ago was extremely fast but extremely clear.

It was also a winter day, and he and Qingshuang were listening to Taibao's lectures.

In the imperial study, a blushing figure suddenly rushed in.

The man's face was dirty, and the jacket and skirt were covered with snow. As soon as she rushed in, she grabbed the teapot without any image and poured a few sips of tea. Because she was in a hurry, she choked several times.

"It's delicious, as expected, the chrysanthemum tea from the Imperial Study Room is the best." Xiao Qingfeng's face was full of satisfaction after drinking a few sips of tea.

"Qingfeng, are you a woman after all? How can there be a woman drinking tea like you!" Xian Fenglan on the side rubbed her eyebrows and said helplessly.

A certain fragment of memory is frozen in an instant.

Feng Lan was stunned for a while, and he looked back abruptly.

The teapot had been shattered to the ground, the tea inside was flowing out, and several tribute chrysanthemums were scattered on the ground.

Di Zun's hand was still tightly grasped by Feng Lan.

The temperature on the man's palm was as if it would scorch people. Earth Zun was busy trying to break free, but Feng Lan held him tightly.

His dark eyes stared at Di Zun with inexplicable meaning, as if he wanted to see her through.

"Fenglan, what are you doing crazy, you hurt me." Di Zun said, frowning.

Feng Lan's hand was holding the back of her hand that had been spilled by hot water, and the back of her hand was already red.

Only now did Feng Lan notice that the hands he was holding were transformed by Nirvana Zhan Xinlian, and the hands after re-skinning were crystal clear, with slender fingers, very beautiful, but at this moment, the tops were burned because of burns. , turned red.

Feng Lan frowned, let go of her hand, turned around and left the study.

"Damn Fenglan." Seeing him leave indifferently, Di Zun saw a red light in his eyes, he stamped his feet, and then looked at the mess in the study, and crouched down to clean up.

"Junior sister, what's wrong with you?" Tianzun walked in quickly.

He saw Feng Xin and Yan Jiu in the mercenary alliance earlier, and said casually, in the next few days, Feng Lan's affairs will be temporarily handed over to Di Zun.

How could Tian Zun let Feng Lan and Di Zun be alone in private, so they rushed to find them.

Unexpectedly, he saw that Di Zun's hands were red and his clothes were wet.

He hurriedly took out the wound medicine and put it on the ground.

"Your clothes are wet, so go back to your room and change. If you don't want to face Feng Lan, let me teach him."

Tianzun and Dizun walked out of the study.

After walking far away, Feng Lan walked out from the side.

Superfluous, everything he does is really superfluous.

Women, you don't need to care about him at all... It's not his turn to care.

If he had known earlier, he would have some medicines for wounds, bruises, and scalds by his side.

Standing outside the door, Feng Lan saw this scene, pursed her lips, said nothing, and threw the scalding medicine in her hand.

After throwing it out, Feng Lan returned to the study angrily.

Seeing the teapot on the ground, he frowned deeply.

Earth Zun... Who is she, and why does he always act inexplicably whenever he approaches her?