Buddhist Evil Wife

Yin Jitian was worried about what Beishen and the others would see. Next, the servants would do all the washing up for him.

However, when he had breakfast, he started to worry!

With his status as the young wife of the Bei family, it is naturally impossible for the servant to make an intimate act of feeding him breakfast.

Besides, although his hand is 'sprained' and wrapped in a thick layer of bandages, it is not impossible to hold chopsticks and spoons, but he can't do it himself, because he is afraid that his hands will break if he touches them. What!

Is it impossible for him to eat it with his hands?

Seeing Yin Jitian not moving his chopsticks, Bei Shen stepped forward and asked, "Young Madam, don't these dishes suit your taste?"

"no!"

Yin Jitian looked at the delicious food, his stomach began to growl.

Just when he was considering whether to eat Bigu Dan to fill his stomach, Beiming came back.

As soon as Beiming entered the room, he saw the untouched breakfast on the table, doubts flashed in his eyes, it was already three o'clock, why didn't he have breakfast yet?

"Master!" Bei Shen called out respectfully.

Bei Ming sat beside Yin Jitian, glanced at the food on the table, and asked lightly, "Aren't you hungry?"

Yin Jitian rolled his eyes at him, and with Beiming around, he didn't dare to move his chopsticks!

Although this person doesn't talk much, he is very careful. I'm afraid that if there is a little trouble, he will be able to find out that something is wrong with him.

Yin Jitian looked at the right hand wrapped into rice dumplings, and with an idea, he stretched out his hand in front of Bei Ming: "My hand hurts, I can't lift the chopsticks!"

Beiming's eyes paused slightly, and he glanced at the hands wrapped in rice dumplings, and an uncapturable smile flashed across his indifferent eyes.

He picked up the chopsticks and bowl placed in front of Yin Jitian, picked up a bunch of vegetables, used the bowl to catch the juice dripping from the vegetables, and then handed them to Yin Jitian.

A daze flashed in Yin Jitian's eyes, and he stared blankly at the man across from him.

"Eat!" Bei Ming's faint tone was filled with inaudible pampering and domineering.

Yin Jitian pursed his lips tightly, looked at the green vegetables in front of him, and at the unshakable Beiming, he opened his mouth after a long while.

Someone voluntarily served him, and he would not eat for nothing, let alone he was really hungry!

Seeing him eating the vegetables he had picked up, Beiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Putting down the chopsticks, picked up the small spoon in the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Yin Jitian's mouth.

Yin Jitian drank the porridge and immediately said, "I want to eat kidney beans!"

Bei Ming immediately picked up the string beans with his chopsticks and handed them to his mouth.

Standing behind them and watching their every move, Bei Shen couldn't hide his smile.

The young lady didn't move her chopsticks all the time, because she wanted to wait for the young master to come back to feed him.

Beishen winked at the other five servants in the house, and then quietly exited the house.

In the hall, the atmosphere is still very harmonious, but there will be complaints from time to time.

"I don't eat turnips, I want string beans!"

"No picky eaters!" Bei Ming still held up the carrot.

Yin Jitian was reluctant to bite the white radish, and chewed it hard in his mouth as if he was killing his father and enemy, and saw Beiming took a piece of radish: "I told you, don't eat white radish! "

If it wasn't for his fear of being discovered by others, would he need to wrong himself so much for eating food he didn't like?

This time, Bei Ming didn't force him to eat the dish he didn't like, put down the white radish, and picked up the kidney beans from another plate.

Only then did Yin Ji open his mouth in satisfaction.

The moment Bei Ming stuffed the bean into his mouth, he seemed to see a black shadow flashing past his eyes.

Yin Jitian blinked his eyes while chewing on the string beans in his mouth. Seeing that Beiming didn't respond, doubts flashed in his eyes. Could it be that he was wrong?

Suddenly, there was a clicking sound in his mouth, as if he had bitten into something crunchy.

Yin Jitian's mouth stopped abruptly, and he frowned. Then, he tried to chew again, and the eyebrows became tighter and tighter: "What kind of bean is this? How come there are 27 kinds of bitterness!"

"You... can eat it?"

Beiming was startled, seeing that he was about to spit it out, he quickly scooped up a spoonful of porridge and fed it to prevent him from spitting out the things in his mouth.

Yin Jitian resisted the bitterness, swallowed it together with the porridge, and then asked angrily, "What did you eat for me?"

The black shadow just now should be Bei Ming shooting something into his mouth while feeding him.

Beiming's eyes darkened: "Health cultivation pill!"

When Yin Jitian heard this, his anger was immediately stuck in his chest.

Yangshen Pill is used to take care of the body. Generally, only monks below the Foundation Establishment Stage will take this pill, and besides nourishing the body, it also has the effect of prolonging life.

It turned out that Bei Ming had been remembering what Bei Yufeng said in his heart.

Yin Jitian's eyes became complicated, and suddenly, his taste was gone: "I'm full!"

Bei Ming didn't insist on feeding him anymore, put down his chopsticks and bowl, picked up the white silk on the table, and wiped the corner of Yin Jitian's mouth with his hand.

Yin Jitian hurriedly dodged: "I myself..."

Just as he was about to snatch the silk, he suddenly remembered that his hands would rot whenever he touched them, so he gave up.

Yin Jitian put down his hands that were frozen in mid-air, and said helplessly, "You should do it!"

Beiming's eyes flashed, and he quietly wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.

He wiped gently, just like wiping a beloved treasure, very careful, with a focused and serious expression, which made Yin Jitian couldn't help but see the gods.

Beiming put down the silk silk: "I'll take you out for a stroll!"

Yin Jitian suddenly came to his senses, he actually looked at a man again and saw God, and it was the same person twice, this is absolutely abnormal.

With a low curse, like a defeated soldier fleeing in panic, he quickly got up and walked out.

Walking out of the Beifu, Bei Ming took Yin Jitian and his six guards each to their own magic weapons, flew to the downtown area of ​​Beihuang City, and then stopped in a deserted alley.

Bei Ming took out two veiled hats from the space ring, and handed one of them to Yin Jitian: "Take it!"

Yin Jitian glanced at the bamboo hat in his hand, and said, "Bring it for me!"

Bei Ming's eyebrows moved, he picked up the bamboo hat and put it on his head, and said deeply: "Is your hand so serious?"

Yin Jitian retorted: "It's not serious, you will help me wrap it so firmly?"

When Bei Ming heard his words, he couldn't help laughing, and a faint smile like a green lotus bloomed from the corner of his indifferent mouth.

Yin Jitian stared blankly at his smile, and couldn't help blurting out: "You look beautiful when you smile, why don't you smile more?"

When the six guards wearing bamboo hats heard this, they stopped and looked at the two of them.

Beiming noticed the gazes of the six guards, quickly suppressed the smile on his face, put on his bamboo hat, and led Yin Jitian to the entrance of the alley.

The six guards quickly put on their hats and left the alley with the two masters.

The eight people came out of the alley, and immediately attracted the attention of many people, making people guess their identities, especially because they were all wearing bamboo hats to cover their faces, which made people feel that they were very mysterious.

The streets in the busy city are very spacious and lively. In addition to the shops, there are also many small stalls on the street. There are so many different styles that people are dazzled.

"Did you see the character Bei on the lower right corner of the signboard?" Bei Ming lowered his head and whispered in Yin Jitian's ear.

Hearing this, Yin Jitian's eyes shifted from the small stalls to the signboards hanging on the side of the shops. Looking away, at least three of the ten shops belonged to the Bei family. Signboards with wind and flower characters, of course, there are also signboards without words, but such shops are very few.

"The ones marked with the word Bei are all Bei's shops?"

"Well! In the future, if you see something you like in the Beijia store, you can use the identity token to keep the account."

Yin Jitian Kanan's shop is full of magic weapons and treasures, and there is nothing he can use. The corner of his mouth can't help but sneer: "What if I'm looking at the Lingshi in the shop?"

"You can also go to the shop..." Before Bei Ming finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Yin Jitian looked at him suspiciously. Even though he was separated by two layers of veils, he could still feel that Beiming was staring at a certain place in front of him.

He couldn't help looking back curiously, except for the small stall and the practitioners coming and going, only a slender figure attracted his attention.

Just as he was about to see the appearance of that person clearly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and someone covered his eyes with his hands.

"Don't look!" Bei Ming's deep and cold voice was next to his ear.

Yin Jitian was full of doubts: "What's wrong?"

Bei Ming didn't answer his words, but he heard someone call out delicately: "Brother Xuanyuan, wait for me!"