The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1234 - 1314: Kings Confront Kings

It started raining again.

The rain had stopped for a while during the day, but soon started again.

A dim oil lamp lit the kitchen, and the purple-haired girl held a pigeon by one leg with a cleaver in her other hand. Various seasonings were spread out on the counter beside her.

Shujun stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the door, watching the wife master. Next to him, Yixuan was rolling up his sleeves, helping the wife master.

Aside from the pitter-patter of rain outside the kitchen, the only sounds were the cleaver chopping on the board and the spatula stirring in the pan.

Dong Huiying finished handling the pigeon, then picked up a clean earthenware pot and placed it on the stove to simmer on low heat for several hours.

She was preparing breakfast for Yue Ning for the next day, thinking of the fright during the day. She thought of the one Yue Ning was carrying inside her, who encountered a landslide, fell off a horse, and was nearly buried alive, and she just...

Although the one in the belly was saved, she was still very worried, so she felt it was very necessary to nourish Yue Ning.

The pot was filled with some medicinal ingredients, which were very good for the body.

After finishing her tasks in the kitchen, she wiped the sweat off her face with the back of her hand and turned around to see Shujun watching her intently.

She smiled lightly, "Not happy again?" She moved close to Shujun and gently tugged at him.

Shujun couldn’t hold it in anymore and sighed, "I’m just wondering, when will it be my turn?" He squeezed the wife master’s small hand.

Beside them, Yixuan had an amused look on his face, saying, "You can’t expect Third Brother to always be the first in everything."

"Hmph!" Shujun turned his face away. One had taken the wife master’s first time, and the other secretly had her first child; it was truly a meeting of kings.

Dong Huiying picked up a bowl of chicken soup, which she had set aside earlier while making soup for Yue Ning.

The soup was a bit cold, so she reheated it before telling Yixuan, "It’s cold on this rainy day, have some soup and go to bed early. Don’t stay up with me."

Judging by her demeanor, it seemed she had no intention of sleeping tonight.

Yixuan glanced at the bowl of soup, then looked at Third Brother, who waved his hand dismissively with a scowl: "It’s greasy, take it away quick, then go back to your room and don’t interrupt me and Xiao Hui having our moment."

Yixuan chuckled softly, "Alright~~" he responded good-naturedly. Holding the bowl in both hands, the warmth seeped through, also warming his hands.

This chicken soup is suitable for pregnant people to drink, as it can calm the fetus, but normal people can drink it too, as it is all nourishing, good for the body.

Normally, given Third Brother’s personality, he would definitely be jealous, but today, although he purposely put on a fierce expression as if he disliked the soup being too greasy, Yixuan understood clearly.

Thus, with an unspoken smile, he leaned in to kiss the wife master on the forehead before leaving, holding the bowl of chicken soup she had saved for him.

From that day on, whatever Yue Ning had, Yixuan would surely have a share.

Even though he was no longer a pregnant man, everyone understood.

The wife master felt guilty.

Although it wasn’t the wife master’s fault, as Little Liu had secretly run off hiding with a big watermelon, yet seeing Yue Ning’s near-death experience during the landslide made the wife master think of Yixuan during his pregnancy with Wu Wang.

At that time, how was he, and was there anyone taking care of him?

Perhaps it was compensation, or perhaps it was an attempt to make up for the time she had missed. Anyway, life went on at a leisurely pace.

But Yue Ning was not happy.