Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Zi Yibai had no choice but to turn his eyes back to Nie Qianqiu: "General, this..."

Nie Qianqiu smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much, Mrs. Mengyun is like this, uh, true temperament."

When Han Mengxiao returned to Prince Han's Mansion, Zi Yihan was waiting for her in the room again. She glanced at the brand new table in front of Zi Yihan, which was burning with elegant incense, and looked at the big black eye circles on Zi Yihan's face, I thought to myself, this man, he wouldn't have been waiting here for her for two days and one night.

She lived in Nie's Mansion last night.

Seeing Han Mengxiao coming in, Zi Yihan hurriedly stood up, his eyes flustered: "Meng, you... are back."

Han Mengxiao threw the gauze hat on the table: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

"Okay, I'll let the steward right away...I'll make arrangements right away." Zi Yihan originally wanted to ask the butler to make arrangements, but suddenly changed his mind and planned to go by himself.

Han Mengxiao rolled her eyes a few times, and blocked Zi Yihan's way: "Take me to the kitchen, I want to eat your cooking."

"Ah?" Zi Yihan's forehead burst into cold sweat suddenly: "This, Meng, I don't know how to cook."

"Forget it then," Han Mengxiao waved his hand, "If I don't eat, Yiran is injured, no one cooks delicious food for me, I'm starving to death."

She looked at the expression on Zi Yihan's face from the corner of her eyes, saw his dim eyes, saw his gloomy face, saw his lips move a few times, and finally said: "Then, let me try?"

A quarter of an hour later, the kitchen of the palace caught fire.

The reason for the fire was very simple. Zi Yihan was so focused on adding firewood to the stove that he forgot that there was oil frying in the pan. The oil leaked out, and a little flame ignited the pan. Zi Yihan had never encountered such a situation. In such a situation, I hurriedly took things to pour water, but in the panic, I took oil, which added fuel to the fire, and the fire became even bigger, burning the wooden shelf next to the ingredients, and it became out of control, Zi Yihan had to hug him in a daze Han Mengxiao, who was by the door, escaped from the kitchen.

Zi Yihan hugged Han Mengxiaofei and sat on the roof of another building, only to see the housekeeper and the servants in the house hurriedly carrying water to put out the fire.The usually gentle and gentle housekeeper shouted like a pig at this moment: "Who did this, who did it, put it out quickly, let the prince know, and I will take your skin off."

Han Mengxiao was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing out of shape. Zi Yihan was afraid of attracting the attention of the firefighters below, so he hurriedly used spells to set up a barrier to hide the two of them.

After laughing for a quarter of an hour, Han Mengxiao still didn't stop, holding her stomach and laughing while shouting, "Ouch... It hurts... Hahaha... Zi Yihan, you actually... Hahaha... Ouch..."

Zi Yihan had a dark face, looking at Han Mengxiao who was leaning forward and backward with a smile, but finally heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and pulled Han Mengxiao into his arms: "Laugh, laugh, anyway, I am A man is indeed useless, it's not like Yiran cooked delicious food for you, and even burned his own kitchen."

What he said was sour, Han Mengxiao stopped laughing, and looked up at his face: "Zi Yihan, if it weren't for that Ziru, would you have said 'love me' that day?"

Han Mengxiao stared fiercely at Zi Yihan's eyes, staring at the small shadow of herself in his eyes, without moving it.

"The thing about Ru'er is that I'm sorry for you," Zi Yihan's eyes dimmed a bit: "But I love you, and I only love you, it's true."