King's order is not accepted

"Okay, you go out." Mu Liu paused and said again, "By the way, you are not allowed to tell anyone about this, do you hear? If you let others know about this, then you will have a bad life gone."

The doctor shuddered for a while when he heard this, and ran away in a hurry.

Taking advantage of Feng Xizheng not waking up, Mu Liu touched Feng Xizheng's stomach with his hand, showing an expression on his face that was completely inconsistent with his face.

"Mu Liu..." Mu Liu lowered his head and kissed Feng Xi's cheek, "It's good. But I still have to continue to be by your side as Mu Liu, otherwise you won't tell me what's on your mind, will you? It seems that my status in your heart is really not very high, you can trust a stranger who has just met for a few days, and you don't want to tell me some things in your heart, right?"

Seeing Feng Xiqiu's peaceful and lovely sleeping state, Liu Qingyan sighed, continued to play his wooden willow, and continued to pretend that she was a mute.

Although he can't speak every day, he can only communicate by writing, and he has to pay attention to writing, for fear that his handwriting will be discovered by Feng Xikuo, thus discovering his identity, but he is still very happy, because he can see Feng Xikuo's most beautiful face. On the real side, he will not deliberately avoid him, and he will not say something against his will in front of him, such a qi qi is the cutest.

He didn't know how long he would have to hide his identity. It would be a day if he could hide it. It wouldn't be too late to talk about anything after he went back.

After he helped Feng Xizhen cover the quilt, he went to the kitchen to prepare food for Feng Xizhen.

He didn't know anything else, but he knew that when Qi Kuo was pregnant, his appetite would definitely increase.

No wonder he ate a lot recently, but he didn't even notice, thinking that he was just tired, it was so careless.

After Liu Qingyan finished her self-criticism, she went to help Feng Xizhen cook food, and Feng Xizhen was still lying on the bed, sleeping comfortably.

When Liu Qingyan went to the kitchen, she happened to see Master Shen cooking soup in the kitchen himself.

"You are here."

Liu Qingyan nodded.

"Why, are you surprised to see me in the kitchen?"

Liu Qingyan nodded again.

Master Shen smiled and said: "It's nothing. Over the years, if I have time, I will cook and help my daughter make something to eat. It's my heart as a father. Although I'm just pretending to be an outsider From the looks of it, there may be very few things that I need to personally ask and do. But it is not the case. No matter what I am outside or in the eyes of others, I am still a father, and I have to do What I should do as a father is my responsibility. I can't ignore my daughter because I have a lot of things to do outside. Alas, I also suffered a loss in this matter... It is because of this that my wife is... So since then, I know what I should do, besides being busy with work, I also know that taking care of my family is what I must do, and I cannot let anyone replace it."

Liu Qingyan's current identity is Mu Liu, and Mu Liu can't speak, so a mute can't express anything now, so just listen.

After a while, Master Shen said again: "There is no one here, I want to ask you something."

Liu Qingyan... Oh, the Liu Qingyan who can't speak now is not Liu Qingyan, but Mu Liu.

Mu Liu nodded, expressing his willingness to listen to Master Shen.

"Your name is Mu Liu now...but I think you should be the former Young Master Liu, right?"

Liu Qingyan looked at Master Shen in surprise.

Master Shen smiled: "Don't be so surprised, the old man is so old, I can't tell you anything else, but I can still see people. Although your appearance has changed, from your behavior, I am still the same. I can see that you and him are the same person. Although I don't know why your friend didn't find out after knowing you for so many years...but I can see it. There is no one else here now, and you don't have to continue to pretend. "

"Master Shen really has good eyesight."

Now that Master Shen has already found out, he has nothing to deny.

He felt that there was nothing wrong with being discovered by Master Shen. It would be better if someone knew his identity, so it would be easier for him to act.

Master Shen said helplessly: "The old man is so old, if he doesn't even have this bit of vision, wouldn't his life be in vain?"

"You don't have to say that, after all, there are indeed people who didn't recognize me." It was the person who should know him best.

"Oh, maybe he didn't pay attention..." Lord Shen paused, "But what are you going to do?"

"In the previous town, we had some misunderstandings and some conflicts. He was angry, so he ran away. I chased him, and I was worried that he was angry at that time and couldn't listen to what I said, so it was easy. Rong, hide my identity and protect him by his side."

"So that's the case...then you are indeed working hard."

"It's okay, it's okay to work harder. I understand his temper. At this time, I can only use this method, otherwise he will be very disgusted, and he may run away again."

"Alas. But regarding your identities... I don't know what your identities are, but regarding his identities... I wonder if he is... His Majesty today?"

Liu Qingyan raised her eyebrows: "Is it because of the name?"

Master Shen nodded: "Yes, and looking at your relationship... it seems not too ordinary."

"Yes, your guesses are all right. Since you guessed it, I don't want to deny anything. However, I hope you can keep his identity a secret and not mention it to anyone. Of course, although you know , I also hope that you can pretend that you don't know anything. You should treat him with whatever attitude you have, and there is no need for special treatment. He is outside the palace now, not in the capital city, nor in the palace. If he really wants to If you expose your identity, then he won't be helping you."

"Yes, I know this. Don't worry, I will never reveal your identities, nor will I tell him your identities... This old man always does what he says, and he will never say what he shouldn't say. "

"Then thank you for your understanding."

"But what are you doing in this kitchen?"

"He's not feeling well. I'll help him make some food to nourish his body."

"Need someone to help?"

Liu Qingyan shook her head: "No need. But I hope you can ask someone not to arrange too tiring work for him, can you? He lost a lot of blood before, and he hasn't fully recovered yet, and it will take time. I'm worried that he is too tired Otherwise, it will not be easy for the body to recover.”

"Of course, I will tell them to try not to arrange too tiring work for him. Fortunately, there are many people in the house. Although it is a bit busy, it is not bad."

"If there is any more tiring work, you can ask them to do it for me. After all, we are hurting to work, so we can't do nothing. Do you think this is the reason?"

"Okay, the old man knows it well."

Having already discussed everything with Master Shen, Liu Qingyan felt relieved.

Although he wasn't worried that he would be in any danger because of moving the lift, it was true that he was not in good health, and it would be better not to tire him out if he could be less tired.

Feng Xikuo woke up feeling a little tired after falling asleep.

His head also hurt a little, and he was drowsy, thinking about heatstroke.

He got up and stretched himself, and walked over to pour himself a glass of water.

As soon as he drank the water, Mu Liu came back.

"Did you bring me in?"

Mu Liu nodded.

"Did I faint just now?"

Mu Liu nodded again.

"Hey, it's been a bit hot these days... and I'm tired... That's why I passed out. I'm still a little tired now, but it shouldn't be a big problem, just rest and rest."

Mu Liu put the porridge he cooked for Feng Xikuang on the table.

"For me?"

Mu Liu continued to nod.

"I think I can guess your mind more and more now. You almost always nod when I ask questions."

Mu Liu smiled and also sat down.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should cook this porridge for me yourself, right?"

Mu Liu still nodded.

"I knew it."

Mu Liu raised an eyebrow.

"No one will eat at this hour, so the food you brought must be made by yourself, there is no doubt about it."

Mu Liu mouthed: You are so smart.

"Naturally, thank you for helping me cook the porridge. I think we really have a tacit understanding. I didn't say anything, but you knew I was hungry, and you just cooked porridge for me."

Mu Liu raised his chin, signaling him to taste it quickly.

Feng Xikuo took a spoonful, put it near his mouth and blew it, then nodded with satisfaction.

"It's not bad. It's the first time I tasted your cooking. I didn't expect it to be quite good. I thought that a rough guy like you wouldn't be able to cook, but I didn't expect that you not only know how to cook, but also have good craftsmanship. Although it's just It’s just a bowl of porridge, but you can basically tell how good your skills are.”

Then you eat quickly.

"Okay, but do you want to try your handicraft? But there are no extra spoons here...it seems inconvenient."

Originally, Liu Qingyan wanted to say that he didn't need to taste it, but now that he heard that there was no spoon, Feng Xiqiu seemed to hesitate... Then he had to taste it.

I can use your spoon, if you don't mind.

"Ah? Use my spoon?" Feng Xiqiu really hesitated.

But hesitation is hesitation. After hesitation, he seems to be unable to refuse, right?

How could he refuse?Is it possible to say: No, I despise you.

Anyway, this bowl of porridge was also made by Mu Liu himself. If there was no Mu Liu, where would he get the porridge to drink now?

But he also felt that two people having a spoon was indeed a bit intimate...the intimacy was too much, but even so, he still had to smile and nodded and said, "Okay, of course I don't dislike it."

Even if you hate it, you can't say it.

Forget it, anyway, it's a manly man, this Ou Yu is not a big deal, so don't pay too much attention to it.Considering that Mu Liu was the one who made porridge after all, it was no big deal to let others try it.

Who made him have to ask a question?

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