The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 90 Qing Sheng, My Life.Qing dies, I follow
He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, staring at her face in the dim moonlight: "Qing Sheng, I live. Qing Die, I follow."

"Ye Beiming, are you addicted to threatening me?" She suppressed the emotion in her eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It's not a threat, it's a frank report." He replied with a trace of enthusiasm in his eyes.

All he wants is for her to be well!

"Xiao Han'er, your life not only belongs to you, but also mine. No matter what you want to do, I will not stop you. But remember, there is you and I." He said lightly, his soul trembling.

The sound of jade is thick and pure, full of affection, the son of the heart.

She leaned in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and only today did she fully understand his affection for her.

Tiredness struck, she slowly closed her eyes, and whispered softly: "I died once and became very greedy, this time I want to live for myself."

Live freely, live free and easy!
"I wish you would be more greedy." Ye Beiming sighed, with a deep pampering tone in his tone.

"How greedy you have to be to be satisfied," she asked.

He replied: "It's enough to be greedy for this king alone."

"Ye Beiming, let me down, how decent is it for others to see?"

"The time for ugliness is over. There is no one in the streets. No one will see."

The sound of "argument" was blown away by the wind...

In the distance, a red brick and tile house is scattered along the street, the candles of every household have been extinguished, and the edges and corners of the brick and tile reflect the silver moon, sparkling...

As the breeze blew, the octagonal palace lantern sleeping next to the willow tree flickered on and off, and the dancing candles were still burning, just like the light never fades away.

next day
early morning
The brilliance of the rising sun slantly falls into the Guanju Palace with its gates closed. A pool of red lotus in the lotus pond blooms in succession with the morning dew, and the sunlight falls into the Chonghua Palace through the window lattice.

Mu Qianhan opened his eyes and faced Ye Beiming's sleeping profile. He was sleeping beside her couch with his arm on his head, holding her hand tightly.

Mu Qianhan drew out his hand to caress his eyebrows, and whispered: "Wake up."

"Yeah!" Ye Beiming opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qianhan, looking at Mu Qianhan for some unknown reason, and asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Han?"

He was worried that she was by her side all the time last night, and he went to bed very late, and he still hasn't figured out what's wrong.

She urged: "It's already dawn, you go back quickly, have some breakfast, and have a good rest."

The poetry meeting was very late yesterday, so she went to the dungeon again.Fortunately, today I rest and take a bath, so I don't need to go to court early.So she urged him to go back to the Regent's Palace to rest.

Ye Beiming glanced at Mu Qianhan and closed his eyes: "I won't leave, I'll just rest here."

Xiao Han'er doesn't need to go to the court today, nor does he need to go to the military camp, he should be with him in Guanju Palace.

Mu Qianhan looked at the tiredness between Ye Beiming's brows, couldn't bear to refuse, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, pushed his body, and reminded him in a low voice: "If you want to stay here, you have to wash up and have some breakfast .”

Ye Beiming got up helplessly, and lazily said, "Let's wash up together, and then you can go to the kitchen to get some breakfast."

"Okay!" she replied.

If she doesn't go, she will go, if Ye Beiming runs into the kitchen of Prince Mu's Mansion early in the morning.

There will be an uproar in the entire Mu Palace and even the entire Song Dynasty.

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After stepping out of the gate of Guanju Palace, Mu Qianhan felt that the Mu Palace was extremely quiet.

Mu Qianhan frowned and thought: It must be that my sister and mother came back too late yesterday and hadn't gotten up yet. The maids in the mansion were afraid of making noise and disturbing their rest, so they were so quiet.

She stepped into the kitchen, and all the servants in the kitchen immediately knelt down to pay their respects: "See your lord, your lord is thousand years old, what orders does your lord have!"

On the first day Mu Qianhan returned to Prince Mu's Mansion, he killed a cook. The people in the kitchen couldn't get in touch with the people in the front yard. The memory of Mu Qianhan still remained in the fire at noon that day...

The firewood under the stove is still burning, the boiling water in the pot is really bubbling, and the chicken on the cutting board...

A group of people were kneeling in the dark on the ground...

Mu Qianhan looked at everyone, with a playful smile on the corner of his lips, and reminded: "The fish in the pot is almost mushy! How terrifying is this king, who makes you so flustered."

"Ah!" Zhang Wei got up immediately, fished Yu out, and stood in front of the stove at a loss...

The fish is mushy and cannot be served on the table, what should I do?The Prince Regent specially ordered that he cook soup to nourish his body...

Mu Qianhan looked at Zhang Wei who was at a loss, and said, "It's just a fish, you can deal with it."

"No!" Zhang Wei replied immediately.

Mu Qianhan ordered: "You prepare some breakfast, and I will bring it back to Guanju Palace."

"No!" Zhang Wei replied, and started to serve breakfast...

Mu Qianhan took the food box from Zhang Wei, and said to the crowd, "It's good for everyone to perform their duties, and you don't need to kneel down to salute when you meet in the future."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qianhan walked away.

"Respectfully send off the prince." Everyone greeted him immediately.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Mu Qianhan's eyes...

She just killed a despicable and shameless villain who drugged secretly, why are they so afraid.

……

Mu Qianhan took two cages of meat buns, two porridges, and two appetizers.

I ate two by myself, drank a bowl of porridge, and Ye Beiming ate the rest...

Mu Qianhan supported his chin with one hand, looked at the empty bowl in front of Ye Beiming, and whispered, "Are you hungry?"

"It's not that I'm hungry! The cooks in the mansion are not good at cooking." Ye Beiming explained.

"So you're a picky eater, aren't you?" Mu Qianhan looked at him with a trace of distress in his eyes.

"No!" Ye Beiming refused to admit it.

He didn't want her to think that he was a pampered prince.

Mu Qianhan shook his head, instead of trying to expose him, he asked the question differently: "Since you are used to that cook, why did you send him to Prince Mu's Mansion?"

"There's something wrong with the cook in your house. I'm afraid that you will be hungry, and I'm also afraid that someone with evil intentions will sneak in." He explained.

Mu Qianhan said, "Take the cook back! I'm not picky."

She caressed his face, with a trace of distress in her eyes: "my sister has always been in charge of my food and daily life, besides, there are so many people in the house who are taking care of me, so you don't have to worry about it."

"You also know that my mother brought two cooks from her hometown, you take this back." She coaxed, "Don't make me worry about you, okay?"

"I stay in the military camp all year round. The environment is harsh. I just need to eat enough and wear warm clothes. I really don't care about basic necessities." She got up and put the dishes into the food box, and said, "If you take good care of me, come Day is not afraid that I can't stand the environment of the barracks, and I can't eat the food in the barracks."

"You are doing my best, I know very well, but I don't need it." She looked at Ye Beiming and persuaded her earnestly: "You also understand that one day I will return to the battlefield, to the place that belongs to me. Don't Think of me as too delicate."

"Xiao Han'er, in the eyes of others, you are a great general who commands the world's soldiers and horses. In my eyes, you are just a girl. I just want you to have everything that other girls have. Even more." He stared at her face, said softly.

　The formation history of "sauerkraut" can be traced back to the Western Zhou Dynasty thousands of years ago.According to "Zhou Li", sauerkraut is also called "菹", which means sauerkraut or pickled vegetables. "The beans that are fed are actually sunflowers" is also an expression about sauerkraut in "Zhou Li".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)