The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 910 Birthday Cake 2
Qing Xue patted Feng Jin on the cheek, said with a smile: "So you still remember, let's go, I will wait for you two."

It takes so long to sleep.

On weekdays, they don't sleep during the day.

Feng Jin stretched her waist, sighed secretly, sleeping during the day is so comfortable, try it more next time.

Standing up, she turned her head to look at Qingyin who was also standing up, and chuckled lightly: "Little Qingyin, let's go."

The three of them walked towards the garden together.

The place where they were just now was some distance away from the garden.

On the stone table, there was a big cream cake. Its appearance was not quite the same as the modern ones, but it was still a cake.

What Lan Zihan learned in modern times is what mercenaries need to learn. She has never learned how to make cakes, and she doesn't need such things at all.

It's just that in the past ten years, just think about it.

As long as you have the heart, there is nothing you can't learn.
There are no candles on it, and they are not the kind of little women who don't need to do such childish things.

This cake would not be available today, it was Feng Jin's whim, saying that he wanted to eat it, so Lan Zihan went to get one.

In modern times, they are adults, but in ancient times, they didn't pay much attention to not being disgusted. They have already gone to the countryside to do as the Romans do, and regard themselves as people here.

For more than ten years, I have long had feelings and attachments to this place.

Feng Jin took a knife and fork and picked a piece from it, put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly, and smiled a little: "It's delicious."

The food made by her mother is the best.

Lan Zihan stood aside and smiled without saying a word.

The current her is really different from her previous life, and all the changes are due to Leng Yichen beside her.

Turning her head to look at Leng Yichen beside her, the corners of her lips curled into a curve, with him as a companion in this life, there is nothing to ask for.
Feng Jin cut a piece of cake and put it on a plate, and handed it to Mo Wuchen, with a smile on his lips: "Wuchen, try it."

Good things to share with everyone.

The people here are all in pairs, so they are very self-conscious without her care.

When everyone saw this scene, they all accepted it naturally, without any surprise or surprise.

In the past ten years, such strange things have happened many times, and they have long been used to it.

Mo Wuchen did not refuse, took the plate: "En."

It is said that getting used to it comes naturally, some things are not just as simple as they appear on the surface.

Everyone had a plate of cakes in their hands, and they sat on stone benches, rocking chairs, or leaned against a big tree to eat.

In fact, they didn't eat it often.

Good things need to be shared with everyone. Although it is not a good thing, it is just an ordinary cake, but it is rare in ancient times.

No one knows how to do it, only Lan Zihan and Nangong Xueling know it.

However, it would be impossible to count on Nangong Xueling.

Everyone likes to run into the Prince Chen's Mansion when they have nothing to do, because it is the most lively place, and the happy atmosphere infects everyone.

Feng Jin ate the cake, turned her head to look at the crowd, her gaze stayed on Mo Wuchen who was sitting on the stone bench eating the cake quietly, her star eyes narrowed slightly, and a gleam of light flashed across her eyes.

With light steps, he walked slowly towards Mo Wuchen.

(End of this chapter)