Although Qingcheng is the largest city in Qiongzhou, it has been troubled by the nuisance of glass for many years and the people's livelihood is declining. On that day, Meier took Xianglan to the street to buy rouge. The two of them left several shops but did not meet the good rouge that suited them.

Mei'er was sore and tired from walking. She found a stall on the street with Xianglan and ordered two bowls of wontons while eating.

A man in white came over and sat directly opposite Mei'er. Mei'er raised her head and looked at the person with a familiar look. She couldn't remember where she seemed to have seen this person.

"Mei'er, I finally found you." The man looked pretty, dressed in a short dress, and had a green sword around his waist.

Mei'er felt that this person was so familiar, but she really couldn't remember it, so she stammered: "Who are you?"

The man was slightly stunned, "Don't you remember me?"

"It looks familiar, but I can't remember who you are."

The man showed a hint of desolation on his pretty face, "You are so noble that you forget so much."

Mei'er saw him pulling around and pulling around and refused to tell who she was. She thought that the man must have recognized the wrong person, so she replied indifferently to the man: "I am not from Qiongzhou, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person." After that, she pulled Xianglan and left.

After walking a few steps, he happened to meet Xiao Jin who came to pick her up. Xiao Jin saw Mei'er sitting with a man from a distance and asked, "Who is that person?"

Mei'er turned around and saw the man standing there, still looking at him in a daze, "I don't know him, maybe he recognized the wrong person."

Xiao Jin carried Mei'er onto a horse, clamped his legs and rode away.

The two of them walked halfway and heard a barking sound in the air. The group of monster birds flew over in black. They shouted "rattle" and rushed straight towards Xiao Jin and Mei'er. Xiao Jin protected Mei'er tightly, raised his sword to kill him. The secret guards around him also surrounded him and took weapons to deal with the monster birds.

There were thousands of strange birds, all of which were strong and extremely fierce. Xiao Jin only carried a dozen guards with him, how could he resist the overwhelming attack of the birds? In an instant, everyone was trapped by the black flock of birds.

Xiao Jin lowered the strange bird hard, took off the cloak, and wrapped it on Mei'er. He kissed Mei'er hard, "Wife, you are so beautiful!" After that, he turned over and got off the horse, and slapped the horse's butt. The horse held a ruthless force, jumped out of the bird's flock.

"Xiao Jin--" The wind whistled in my ears, Mei'er immediately turned around and shouted at Xiao Jin.

"Run quickly."

The guards beside him fell down one by one. Xiao Jin held a long sword in his hand and was pecked by the strange bird several times. He was about to lose his support. He heard the sound of flutes in the air. The ferocious monster birds no longer attacked, and flew away with their wings.

The man in white put away his flute, walked to Xiao Jin, and bowed, "Your Majesty, please be fine."

Xiao Jin was injured and covered his bloody arm, "I would like to ask you the name of your surname, so I can repay you for your life-saving kindness."

The man in white smiled indifferently, jumped, and disappeared from a distance from the eaves and walls.

The accompanying guards were all pecked by strange birds, and Xiao Jin was seriously injured. When Mei'er arrived with his guard, he was already unconscious on the ground.

When he woke up, it was the early morning of the second day. Mei'er was sitting beside him, her eyes were crying like she was crying. Xiao Jin reached out and touched Mei'er's little face and said carelessly: "Why are you crying? It's okay."

Mei'er leaned on his chest and hugged him, "I'm scared to death. I thought I would never see you again?"

"How could a few rotten birds kill me so easily?" As he said that, Xiao Jin turned his head and looked at Mei'er and asked, "Who was the young man who was with you until his death?"

Mei'er didn't know that the man saved Xiao Jin, and thought he had turned over again, "It's time, you still have the leisure to ask for people who have nothing to do with it."

"That guy saved me yesterday."

"Save you?" Mei'er then carefully recalled the person she met yesterday. She looked very familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.

Rong Ben brought the doctor in, "It's time for the prince to change the dressing."

Mei'er helped Xiao Jin up, the doctor stepped forward, untied the gauze, replaced it with new medicine, and prescribed several doses of decoctions to promote wound healing. She gave Mei'er a careful instruction before leaving.

Mei'er ordered people to boil the soup and bring it to Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin smelled the pungent smell of medicine and put it aside and said with a bitter face: "I can't drink such an unpleasant thing."

This guy has been taking medicine since he was a child! Mei'er took the medicine bowl, scooped a spoonful, lowered her head and blew it, leaned to his mouth, and said with a stern face: "Must drink!"

Xiao Jin turned his face away and pinched his nose, "It smells so bad."

"Hurry up! It will be cold in a while." Mei'er urged.

"I really can't drink it!"

"If you don't drink it, I'll give it to you." As she said that, Mei'er pinched his nose and poured the bowl of medicine into Xiao Jin's mouth in one breath.

Xiao Jin stuck out his tongue, "It's so bitter, so hard to drink!"

Mei'er held the tea, Xiao Jin took it and drank it all, and then washed away the bitter medicinal smell in his mouth.

Mei'er took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen you like this when I go to the battlefield. I'll take a lot of time to drink some medicine."

Xiao Jin drooped his eyes, "I'm so hurt, you don't say it's better to me."

Mei'er patted him and said gently: "Be good, I'll make it for you if you want to eat."

Having nothing happened recently, Mei'er has been learning cooking skills. Xiao Jin glanced at her with suspicious eyes and said, "What have you learned to cook?"

Mei'er slapped her breasts, "Don't underestimate me. Nowadays, steamed flower duck, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose, stove pigs, stove duck, sauce chicken, bacon..."

Xiao Jin was stunned when he heard this.

Mei'er smiled at him, "I haven't learned these difficult things yet."

Xiao Jin sighed with a long sigh, "I'm telling me, if you really learn so quickly in a few days, I won't be the prince anymore, and I will follow you to open a restaurant."

Mei'er said flatteringly: "But I haven't been in vain for work these days. I can make porridge. I'll make a bowl for you now."

Xiao Jin grinned and smiled foolishly, not daring to expect this little woman to make any delicacies for him. He just watched her be busy with herself and be concerned about herself, and his heart was so beautiful that he felt so beautiful.

He leaned on the bed, picked up the scripts that Mei'er often read from the bedside, and flipped them up casually. These things made up by the sour scholars were so excited every day.

Xiao Jin patiently flipped through the seven or eight storybooks at the head of the bed one by one. Mei'er came in with the food box, walked happily to Xiao Jin, took out a bowl of mixed hot porridge from the food box, slapped cucumbers with Xiaodie, and shouted, "Come and try my skills."

Xiao Jin looked at the porridge that could not be seen and tried to ask: "What is it made of?"

"I used a lot of ingredients so that I can have a balanced nutrition, right?" Mei'er looked at Xiao Jin and urged: "Why are you still standing there? Eat quickly."

Xiao Jin frowned secretly and muttered, "Aren't I injured?"

"That's not hurt, right?"

Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes, grinned, looking half-dead, "I'm injured and I'm exhausted."

Mei'er picked up the bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful, and handed it to Xiao Jin's mouth. Looking at Xiao Jin leaning on the bed and playing tricks, he said helplessly: "Eat quickly."

Xiao Jin smiled and ate it in one bite, smacking his lips, a strange smell that was indescribable, which was not better than the soup and medicine I just took.

"How is it?" Mei'er looked at Xiao Jin with big watery eyes and asked.

Xiao Jin stretched out his neck and swallowed the strange-smelling porridge in his mouth, "Well, it's not bad."

"Then eat it while it's hot." Mei'er handed over another spoon.

After a while, Xiao Jin ate all the porridge. His wife cooked for him for the first time, and no matter how unpalatable it was, it was still sweet.
Chapter completed!