The Regent's favorite concubine

Chapter 107 In the future, no matter what I do wrong, I can treat Gu like this

There was a sound of "pa--".

In the silent and quiet hall, this slap was exceptionally loud, and there was even a response.

The corners of Shen Yueji's mouth twitched and her numb hands trembled, and then she saw that the man's handsome fair face was blushing a lot.

In a pair of dark eyes, there are emotions that she can't understand at the moment.

She jumped up and down carefully, almost jumping out of her throat.

Trembling, he touched his conspicuous and red half face: "That regent, are you okay? Me."

His hand was wrapped in his palm, and Mo Wushang's black eyes rolled with water, and after the dark surge, they returned to calm.

"In the future, wherever I do wrong, I can treat Gu like this."

"!!!"

I don't know if he said such words angrily, or if he was stupefied, Shen Yueji nodded her head, not daring to refute at all.

The man carried her to the imperial dining room, and gently put her down from his arms.

Looking at the dining room in front of her, three black lines above Shen Yueji's head suddenly approached her, so she was brought to the imperial dining room.

There was still numbness in her hands, but looking at the man's handsome face, the red marks slowly disappeared, and she felt a little guilty.

"Is the regent planning to come to find food by himself?"

Mo Wushang didn't return her, but walked in holding her hand.

"Do it for me."

"what?"

Thinking that she had heard wrongly, Shen Yueji's small eyes were bulging.

The man's dark eyes fell on her: "Cook me something to eat."

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"But I can't do it. I never did it when I was at the house."

The man's good-looking brows were twisted into a tight knot, and his handsome face darkened in an instant.

Realizing that something was wrong, Shen Yueji hurriedly put some distance away from him, staying far away from him.

"The day before yesterday, you did it for him."

Shen Yueji: "."

Seriously reflect on his words.

Shen Yueji thought that when she went to see Feng Jiuqing in the imperial study a few days ago, she did make a bowl of candied date porridge for Feng Jiuqing.

It's just that her hands were red and swollen at that time, and she couldn't do it by herself, so she specially asked the cook in the imperial dining room to help.

Thinking of this, Shen Yueji's eyes turned cold: "How do you know this? Are you spying on me?"

The man's black eyes flickered, ignored her words, took her arm and walked to some ingredients on the table, "Make it for me."

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Looking at him rather speechlessly, Shen Yueji raised her hands and waved her two bruised and watery paws in front of him: "Regent, can the things made by my hands be edible? Are you sure you don't want to eat?" dislike?"

Mo Wushang followed her raised hands, took a look, his eyes flickered, and nodded: "I don't dislike it."

Shen Yueji: "."

"Fire!"

She gritted her teeth and spit out two words.

In the middle of the night making things difficult for her, Shen Yueji glared at him ferociously.

Facing his puzzled eyes, he looked back domineeringly: "I'm in charge of cooking for you, the regent can't just stand and do nothing, can he? Or, the regent doesn't know how to light a fire? Do you think burning a fire condescends you?"

A gleam of understanding flashed in Obsidian's eyes, and Mo Wushang obediently walked to the stove, condescending his noble body.

He is straight and tall, his black robe is outstanding, his peerless and handsome facial features are unmatched, and his aura of natural domination is daunting.

Especially those hands, white and slender, straight as bamboo, they don't look like people who have done such low-level errands.

Shen Yueji watched, she felt that her heart did not allow him to do such a thing.

(End of this chapter)