Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

Shui Ningyan nodded, rolled up her sleeves and walked into the room.When he turned to look at Helan Mosu again, he had already left the room.

Ignoring him, Shui Ningyan tidied up the house on her own, and quickly cleaned the inside of the house.

Although she is the master, she never needs to touch this kind of servant's work, but it doesn't mean that she can't or can't do it.

This kind of day that has been longing for, now I can finally drink poison to quench my thirst.No matter how you say it, there is a bit of indifferent joy in her heart, although she knows very well that this is just a short-lived dream.

After leaving the house, the sun has already set behind the mountain, and judging by the weather, it is already late hour.

In the mountains and forests, the air is fresh, the flowers and birds are pleasant, and everything is full of freedom. Shui Ningyan looks around, looking for the trace of Helan Mosu.

Walking on the gravel path in the mountains, Shui Ningyan looked up and saw the birds in the forest standing in a row, chirping and calling, very cute.

Suddenly hearing some movement in the water ahead, Shui Ningyan frowned slightly, not knowing who came to disturb her pleasure.

Stepping up to the wooden bridge, looking down, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In the crystal clear water stood a man in white clothes. The stream under his feet had already wet his clothes, but he didn't know it. He was holding a pole in his hand as if he was catching something.

Looking down at the enchanting Helan Mosu from a high position, his pitch-black hair was easily held up by a jade hairpin. Apart from the hidden nobility on his body, he was only dressed in indifferent white clothes, making it impossible to see that he was actually Also a member of the royal family.

Looking up, she saw Shui Ningyan standing on the bridge looking at herself. He Lan Mosu looked at herself with her narrow and distant peach blossom eyes, raised the bamboo pole she was holding, and did not hide her joy at all on her face, smiling boldly and recklessly. He said: "Ma'am, what did you catch?"

Under the sunlight, a fat and big silver harpoon was on Helan Mosu's bamboo pole, its tail still wagging slightly and struggling.

Shui Ningyan was dazzled by Helan Mosu's smiling face. At that moment, it seemed as if all the scenery around him were overshadowed, leaving him alone, holding a long pole in his hand, and smiling proudly.

It seems that what he caught was not a fish, but an army of thousands of horses that defeated the enemy.

Laughing so boldly and without scruples, sharing his joy with himself.

The corners of Shui Ningyan's lips curled up slightly, and she replied with a smile: "The house has been tidied up, the prince can come up."

"Okay, I'll go up now!" He Lan Mo Su responded, using lightness kung fu to fly from the water to Shui Ningyan.

Passing the long pole in his hand to her, there was still a hint of complacency in his eyes: "How is it? Your husband's skills are not bad, right?"

Shui Ningyan raised her eyebrows to look at him, and smiled faintly: "In order to catch this fish, I'm afraid the loss outweighs the gain by soiling your robe made of silk."

He Lan Mo Su raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Madam seems to be indeed a virtuous housekeeper who manages the house well, because my husband is so happy to share the joy with you, but you only care about this piece of clothing."

His voice was slightly displeased, but there was still a faint smile on his face, and he looked narrowly at Shui Ningyan.

When she heard this, she smiled softly: "The prince obviously has the ability to catch fish without getting wet, why would he do this?"

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