C39 Young Master's Complexion Is Much Better

Luo Yixiao leaned on the bed and slowly drank the medicine one spoonful at a time.

Luo Xian stood to the side with his head lowered and said, "Chen Fuyue came back just now."

"Oh." Luo Yixiao replied indifferently, but he did not show too much emotion.

Seeing that he was silent, Luo Xian continued, "She wanted to see the young master. I said that you weren't feeling well recently, so I let her go back."

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After hearing what Luo Xian said, Ben spat out half of the juice he drank.

Luo Xian immediately went up to wipe his mouth.

"Be careful, young master."

Luo Yixiao returned the bowl to him and said: "If she wants to see me in the future, just let her. This sickness of mine is not too serious, it won't kill me. "

After she finished speaking, she silently added in her heart. If she had come, she might not even need to drink that bowl of medicinal juice anymore. How bitter.

When they got home, Chen Fuyue and her daughter once again threw themselves into farming.

In Chen Fuyue's free time, she would use the raw materials available at home to prepare a new dish.

That morning, she made some rice porridge and fried eggs before going to visit Luo Yixiao.

Due to Luo Yixiao's previous instructions, Luo Xian did not stop Chen Fuyue. Instead, he let the servants lead her into the inner courtyard.

Standing outside the door, he could vaguely hear the light cough that came from within the room.

Chen Fuyue tidied up the wrinkles on her clothes and lightly knocked on the door.

"Young Master, it's me."

"Come in."

When he pushed open the door, he saw Luo Yixiao leaning on the bed with a thin blanket over his head. In his hands, he was holding a book that was half-flipped open.

The sunlight from the opposite window fell on him, and his pale face softened a little.

Luo Yixiao waved at her, then pointed at the low stool beside them and said, "Sit down."

Chen Fuyue put the food box on the table, took out the rice porridge she had prepared earlier and handed it over. "I cooked this this this morning. Steward Luo said you haven't been well recently, so I made some vegetable porridge."

It was a small bowl because Chen Fuyue thought he must have already eaten it, so she made very little of it.

What she didn't know was that Luo Yixiao ate very little at every meal in order to wait for her to come.

The rice porridge was quickly finished. Luo Yixiao pointed to the one on the other plate and asked, "What is this?"

Chen Fuyue smiled and said, "It's a fried egg. Young master, try it."

The people here only know how to make boiled eggs, so Chen Fuyue made a soft-hearted poached egg out of an egg laid by a hen this morning.

Luo Yixiao took a bite of the white egg white and found it tasted good. It was smooth and tender. Then he took a big bite of the yellow yolk in the middle and the wrapped yolk flowed into his throat through his teeth.

This new and fresh method of eating allowed Luo Yixiao to experience the original flavor once again.

"That's right."

After waiting for him to finish eating, Chen Fuyue cleaned up the dishes and turned around to bow to Luo Yixiao. "Fuyue thanks young master for your help."

Luo Yixiao knew what she was referring to and smiled, "Why are you thanking me? The one who helped you is Que Ying. "

Chen Fuyue replied, "Big Brother Que Ying thanked you, but it was young master who asked Que Ying to come."

Luo Yixiao raised his hand to tell her to sit at the side, "Since she's fine, then it's fine. If you want to thank me, then please cook more fresh food to repay me."

Chen Fuyue nodded. "Naturally. I still have many new dishes I would like to invite Young Master to try."

After a short pause, Chen Fuyue looked at Luo Yixiao and said, "Young Master, it looks much better than before."