Misleading the Fourth Miss of Xiangfu

Chapter 172

"Okay." Chu Mu looked down at her.

"Then, how about going to eat now?" Qiao Ye asked again.

Chu Mu didn't stop walking: "You did it?"

"...I did it." Qiao Ye thought for a while and nodded fiercely.

"Okay then, go to the kitchen." Chu Mu smiled, "See what delicious food you can make." He clearly wanted to see her jokes.

Qiao Ye tugged at his clothes, looked left and right: "Put me down... let's go cook, what are you holding me for?"

"I like it, can't you?" Chu Mu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Qiao Ye was helpless, he was like a child, and he had to be coaxed.

"Then, what do you want to eat?" Qiao Ye asked again, remembering something, her face became hot, and she said in a low voice, "It's the kind that can really be eaten..."

"Huh?" Chu Mu didn't understand at first, his eyes were blank, but when he caught a glimpse of her flushed cheeks, he couldn't help but suddenly laughed, threw her body up, and caught her again, so scared that Qiao Ye had to hug her Tighten his neck.

"Little fool, don't worry, I won't move you now, save it for dessert after dinner."

"Bad guy..." Qiao Ye thumped him lightly.

On the cold July [-]th, the lifeless Qingyi Palace has a little life because of this sweet atmosphere. There is still an altar in front of the Moon Watching Tower, as if the white banner that summons souls can really make the departing souls feel alive. It's like returning home.

She hasn't had a good meal since the morning, and the weather is hot. Qiao Ye cooked some mung bean porridge and two home-cooked dishes. She didn't serve the simple meals until mid-afternoon. Chu Mu stared at the table in front of him. Mung bean porridge, and looked at the two small dishes, but didn't make a move for a long time.

"...that," Qiao Ye was really embarrassed now, she put her hands behind her back, and said nervously as if she was punished by a teacher when she was a child, "try it... if it doesn't taste good, then... ...just redo it..." In modern times, there is a mother, and she doesn't need to do those housework, so she can only cook some very simple meals, but I still remember a lot of recipes, and my practical ability is very poor. This is the first time after many years. Cooking and cooking at one time.

Chu Mu didn't speak, picked up some vegetables, chewed slowly, and drank a few mouthfuls of mung bean porridge. Qiao Ye kept staring at him, but unfortunately he didn't look up at her, which made her more and more nervous. lips waiting for him to speak.

Chu Mu suddenly lowered his head and smiled, it was a very childish smile, as if he had encountered such a funny thing, and seemed to be having fun, the corners of Qiao Ye's mouth twitched, what's going on?Reach out and push him: "Hey, Chu Mu..."

"Ye'er, what did you put in this dish?" He looked up at her, still smiling.

"I...I let go...everything that should have been let go..." Qiao Ye said affirmatively, "Absolutely." She blinked and asked tentatively, "Why? Is it hard to eat?"

Chu Mu took a spoonful of mung bean porridge and drank it. Hearing her words, he raised his head and smiled and said, "It's not bad, but these vegetables are cut too thickly, a bit... ugly."

"Oh." Qiao Ye smiled dryly, "Cut it smaller next time..."

"It's okay to learn more. If the two of us live together in the future, you have to learn how to cook." Chu Mu said.

"..." Qiao Ye didn't think about what it means for two people to live together, curled her lips, looked at the sky, and whispered: "Why can't you cook? Machismo..."

"Huh?" Chu Mu asked suspiciously.

"Oh, nothing, nothing..." Qiao Ye shook his head.

Chu Mu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, took another mouthful of food, frowned slightly, swallowed it, drank three bowls of mung bean porridge in a row, put down his chopsticks and said, "Oh, I'm full, I'm so full Extremely."

Qiao Ye looked at the sky, it was getting late, and it was getting dark during the time of cooking and eating, and she was a little hungry, so she turned around and went into the big kitchen, filled herself with a bowl of mung bean porridge, sat down Beside Chu Mu, said: "I'm hungry."

"That..." Chu Mu swallowed, and stretched out his hand to stop her, but felt that it was inappropriate, "Ye'er, you..." He hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong with me?" Qiao Ye's chopsticks had already reached into the plate in front of him, picked up a portion of the food, ate it, immediately covered his mouth, and ran to the slop sink to vomit violently.

sky!Why did she put so much vinegar?It's over, it turned out that the black vinegar was used as soy sauce... Is there soy sauce in this era?How could she know her without a label?damn it!
After vomiting, he ran back, and Chu Mu covered his face with one hand, pretending not to see her.

Qiao Ye sat down beside him in frustration, looking at the two dishes in front of him, he had already eaten most of them, this pig!

After taking a sip of mung bean porridge, it tasted a bit mushy...

Chopsticks thrown, it was a really bad dinner.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Chu Mu put down the palm that was covering her face, leaned her head towards her, smiled and said flatteringly, "It's the first time, it's already done very well. Don't be sad, I think it's quite delicious."

"No wonder it's delicious!" Qiao Ye bit her lip, very unhappy, and suddenly reached out to shake his arm: "Big fool, spit it out!" It must be very uncomfortable to eat.

"Uh, cough cough..." Chu Mu coughed: "I've swallowed it, I can't spit it out, it's good to fill my stomach, why are you picky? Come on, little fool, give me a kiss, don't be angry anymore .”

Qiao Ye pushed away his approaching face, and turned her head away: "No! The smell of vinegar in my mouth is so bad!"

"..." Chu Mu was tortured so much that she had no choice but to threaten: "Little fool, I want to try dessert after dinner whenever I feel uncomfortable. Will you give me a kiss? Huh?"

"..." Qiao Ye turned her head and kissed him quickly on the face, and immediately turned away, "Is that okay? Hey, Chu Mu, you, you, don't mess around...don't bite...I'm still Didn't eat..."

At night, the two of them looked up at the sky under the white pagoda tree flowers. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find the Milky Way, Altair, and Vega that Qiao Ye mentioned, and they didn't overhear what Cowherd and Weaver Girl said in the sky. Love story, it turns out that there is no Tanabata begging festival in this world.The two were tired from fighting and fighting, so they leaned against a white jade locust tree and fell asleep.

In front of the Guanyue Tower, the altar of summoning souls is still waiting quietly. A middle-aged man in black clothes is waiting with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows by, and the white flags flutter with the wind. The man looks up and sees it. Man, his indifferent expression finally moved.

The man was smiling all over his face, but his eyes were extremely deep. It is easy to give people the illusion that he is very amiable. He stared at the white banners that summon souls for a long time, then turned to look at King Qingyi, and said with a smile: "Brother, what are you doing now?" Are you happy?" Very abrupt question.

King Qingyi didn't move, his usual indifferent and majestic expression softened when he saw that person, there was no trace of coldness, only infinite compassion and pain remained, he slightly pulled the corners of his mouth, but did not answer.

The man didn't care whether he answered or not, as if he didn't care at all, he walked directly to the altar, raised his hand, held the fluttering white flag in his hand, looked and looked, and said very softly and gently: " Brother, is she back?"

King Qingyi still didn't answer.

The man didn't feel that his reaction was too silent at all, he let go of his hand, let the white flag flutter freely, and said with a smile: "Brother, you can't feel happy, and neither can I. No one in this world can, unless it is me." Dead. Hehe, unfortunately I won’t die.”

The tone was obviously joking, but with the cruelest curse: "I heard that Mu'er is very happy recently. His little princess is actually from Yuncheng. Brother, are you pampering him too much? Forget about it for more than 20 years." Did you say what you said before?"

King Qingyi closed his eyes, sighed low and slowly: "Tian Kuo, it has been 24 years, I have been waiting here for 24 years, Yun Qing..."

"Don't mention Yunqing!" Chu Tiankuo's smiling face collapsed all of a sudden, he turned around and pointed at King Qingyi, becoming emotional, and said word by word: "Don't mention her name!"

King Qingyi stopped talking, and the clenched hands on his side revealed his thoughts. Chu Tiankuo sneered and walked over: "What? You feel bad so soon? Don't you listen to me? Don't you Are you lying to me? Lying to me again and again? How can I be so easy to deceive?"

"Tiankuo," King Qingyi shook his head slowly: "No, I didn't lie to you again."

Chu Tiankuo stopped in his tracks, his deep eyes were ice-cold, and even a little crazy: "There is no best. I really really want to see Mu'er hate you. It has been 24 years, and I have done it. He must now I hate you very much, no one’s hatred can compare to his hatred for you, watching my son grow up little by little, but I can’t hug him, I can’t get close to him, and I even have to force him again and again, How can there be such a cruel father like you in this world?"

King Qingyi gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with pain, he looked at the flying white flag, but he couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

"Haha, it's really interesting." Chu Tiankuo laughed loudly, "Even if there is a father who doesn't attend his wedding, it means he doesn't...Brother, do you know the look in Mu'er's eyes that day? He was wearing a bright red hijab If it weren't for his amber eyes, I would have thought you were the eldest brother standing there. He must be waiting for you, waiting for his father to attend his wedding, but his father It’s a pity I can’t go.”

At this moment, Chu Tiankuo was like the most vicious devil, sprinkled fine salt on the wound that could not scab, and watched them seep in little by little, the pain to the bone.The most exciting thing is that the man with bloody wounds doesn't cry out for pain. This is really helpless and prompts people to have more crazy thoughts, wanting to repeat the action of spreading salt again and again, to see when he will Shout out.

King Qingyi was as motionless as a mountain, but there was no trace of blood on his face.

Perhaps because he felt that talking by himself was too boring, Chu Tiankuo opened his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "Brother, I am actually tired and don't want to play anymore, but what about the throne?" ? When you gave it to me, can I give it back to you now?"

(End of this chapter)