Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

"So, wouldn't it be fun?" He Lan Mo Su slightly raised his handsome eyebrows, and looked sideways at Shui Ningyan who was standing calmly by the side.

He knew that she meant that he could use his internal strength to shake the fish in the water to the shore, but he just stood in the water for half an afternoon before catching this fish.

Smiling indifferently, he threw the fishing rod in his hand to Shui Ningyan, "The prince is hungry, go cook."

Saying that, Helan Mosu stopped looking at her and walked towards the wooden house.

Shui Ningyan took the fishing rod, and the fish that was unfortunately caught was still shaking and struggling, the scales on its body were shining because of its swing.

The corner of her mouth twitched, looking at Helan Mosu's leaving back, Shui Ningyan carried a pole and entered the kitchen.

The kitchen utensils here are all available. It seems that even though Helan Mosu has never been here in the past three years, there are still people who come here regularly to check whether the things here are complete.

Looking at the fish in her hand, Shui Ningyan frowned lightly. If it was about cooking, no matter how alert and calm she was usually, she wouldn't...

Helan Mosu's enchanting and charming smiling face appeared in her mind, and she could imagine how he would mock her to the fullest if she couldn't do it.

Frowning, he simply picked out a few things that seemed to be useful from the kitchen utensils, and started cooking...

As the sun set, an orange-red light reflected in the sky, covering the mountain forest.

Helan Mosu, who was originally sitting in the room reading, could no longer read the writing in the book due to the sudden dim light, frowned slightly, put down the book in his hand, got up and went to the door and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Why is it not good after so long?Staring at the hut, Helan Mosu suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness. Could it be... something happened?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Helan Mosu's figure moved, and he came to the kitchen in an instant.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Helan Mo Su was shocked by the scene in front of him and was speechless.

The good-quality fish in the daytime was cut into several sections by the water condensation smoke, and it had been fried into black.

The few dishes fried on the table beside him also made him feel horrible.

Shui Ningyan looked at Helan Mosu's face apologetically, and said softly with some discomfort, "I... tried my best."

Listening to her softly uttering these four words, Helan Mosu couldn't hide the smile on his face that was trying to hold back the smile, and the corners of his mouth opened, and it got bigger and bigger.

Shui Ningyan frowned slightly, and grabbed the skirt of her clothes with the hand standing aside.Because her clothes were accidentally touched with blood when she was chopping fish, she looked a little embarrassed at the moment.

Helan Mosu didn't expect that Shui Ningyan, who always seemed indifferent on the surface and planned strategies, would not know how to cook.

After all, Shui Ningyan used to be the Fourth Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion, no matter how bad the living conditions were, she was not needed to cook, and it was reasonable for her not to know how.

After striding forward a few steps, Helan Mosu stretched out her hand to embrace Shui Ningyan, who stood there with her head bowed, like a little daughter-in-law who had made a mistake, and her low-pitched laughter kept reaching her ears.

"It's a good thing that the crown prince married you, otherwise, if anyone marries you, wouldn't it be bad luck?"

Shui Ningyan frowned upon hearing the words, and just opened her mouth to retort, 'I don't know how to do it, you do it. 'He was taken out by him.

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