Explosive Poison Concubine: Your Highness, please accept

Chapter 107 His Highness Will Kill Her

"This is Laba porridge, in our place... Bah, do it all over again!"

"Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Among the folks, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is also known as the Laba Festival. Laba rice and Laba porridge are eaten. Well... it means celebrating the harvest."

ghost!

Mu Qianqian couldn't listen anymore.

Baili Mochen looked down at the bowl of porridge made from various ingredients, but said nothing.

"I just cooked it, but it must have cooled down from the kitchen..." Mu Qianqian lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, she bit her lips nervously, and swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Baili Mochen watched her quietly with his cold eyes, without saying a word, nor touching the Laba porridge on the table.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for his reply, Mu Qianqian wondered if it was time for him to leave. If he left, he couldn't refuse?right!Mu Qianqian, you are so smart.

Standing up in embarrassment, leaning on the wall, she quickly jumped towards the door, and jumping out of the high threshold with one foot while leaning on the door frame, Mu Qianqian said softly:
"Thank you for what happened yesterday."

Baili Mochen raised his eyes, and what he saw was her slightly funny back bouncing around on one foot,
Because I thank him, I have to come from such a distance to make a bowl of so-called Laba porridge for him?
gab!He knows that there is no Laba Festival as she mentioned among the people.

The corners of Baili Mochen's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of a smile in his cold eyes.

Lifting his knuckled hands and gently picking up the bowl on the table, he recognized that the bowl was not his, nor the spoon, but he still held the spoon without hesitation, and ate it gracefully.

In fact, it should be him... Thank her.
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It is said that it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones. Although Mu Qianqian didn't hurt her muscles, her injury was aggravated a lot because she skipped to the kitchen and then to Baili Mochen's yard regardless.

Of course, Mu Qianqian moved her feet every day in order to play on the ground faster, but it was completely intact in about a week or so.

It was also approaching the New Year at that time, and the weather was not as bad as the previous few days. In order to celebrate that she was able to dance happily again, Mu Qianqian dragged Shengge and Zhiluo out of Fulang.

Bored in the Prince's Mansion for almost a month, Mu Qianqian felt that she was getting moldy and didn't know what was going on in the outside world.

As soon as she went out, she realized that there were so many people shopping for new year's goods, causing serious traffic jams. Mu Qianqian was also drunk about this.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go back?" Too many people are prone to accidents, and Zhiluo knew that she and Musha in the dark were protecting Mu Qianqian, but no matter what, it was better to be careful.

Mu Qianqian knew what Zhiluo was worried about, she raised her hand to wrap Zhiluo's shoulder, "No, let's go to Biluoxuan!"

Zhiluo was frightened and shouted: "What are you talking about!"

A few beams of eyes swished straight to Mu Qianqian and Zhiluo.

Zhiluo coughed in embarrassment, tiptoed close to Mu Qianqian's ear, and said in a low voice, "Mother, it's not right for us to go to Biluoxuan!" His Highness would kill her crying~
"Zhiluo, what are you thinking!" Mu Qianqian stretched out her hand and gave Zhiluo a shudder, "We're going to find Su Yan, you think we're going for a ride!"

Zhiluo lifted the top of her head that hurt from being knocked, and pouted.

After Mu Qianqian walked a few steps with Zhiluo, she turned her head to look at Sheng Ge who was still standing there.

"Shengge, hurry up!"

Sheng Ge floated in place, and said sullenly: "Sister Qian, you go, I'll go back first."

(End of this chapter)