Her Fool General

"I'll pay attention and take good care of myself."

South huaiyue took out a jade bottle from a small box and poured two small pills into her mouth.

Mu yuan handed over a cup of hot water with suitable temperature.

Nan huaiyue took a sip of hot water and swallowed a traditional Chinese medicine pill: "muyuan, I just heard you say something about the dead?"

Wood yuan smell speech to South huaiyue comb hair action pause, and then will just things in detail: "maidservant always feel there is something wrong, but since childe Zhong Li, they say nothing, there should be no problem."

Knowing the real reason of this matter, Nan huaiyue whispered: "it's OK."

Mu yuan nodded slightly.

When Mu yuan combed her hair, Nan huaiyue felt her face strangely and disguised perfectly: "it's really good. There's nothing wrong with not taking it down at night. I don't know what material it is made of?"

"I don't know. It's just something stolen by the royal family."

Mu yuan whispered.

"Stealing saints."

Nan huaiyue lowered her eyelids: "that was a long time ago. It's really interesting."

"Yes, master rogue has passed away. I heard that master rogue was a member of Qingming kingdom."

"Yes, yes."

South huaiyue nodded gently: "I go to the small kitchen to do something."

Every time she is cooking in the kitchen, she can calm down as quickly as possible.

"Good."

Mu yuan whispered, "young master, I've already eaten, so I don't have to do my share."

"All right."

South Huai month lightly answered a.

But when Nan huaiyue arrived at the small kitchen where she used to go, there was already someone here. Standing at the door, Nan huaiyue looked slightly stunned: "Murong girl?"

Murong Xi, who is fighting with flour, seems to hear the voice of Nan huaiyue. First he is happy, and then he looks at Nan huaiyue with embarrassment: "Prince Wang."

"What is Murong doing?"

Murongxi is not like a person who has ever cooked food. Just look at her hands full of flour and the muddled dough.

Murongxi's face turned red, and he went to hide the kneading basin in a panic: "I, I come here to have a look, ah, have a look! It's interesting to knead this flour. "

There is no place to hide, Murong Xi can only take a basin to laugh.

South huaiyue smell speech look soft a little bit, into the door to the front way: "knead noodles is not so knead, I come."

With that, Nan huaiyue rolled up her sleeves and began to knead the dough. She poured a little more flour into murongxi's messy basin, and the dough soon began to take shape.

Murong Xi looked at South huaiyue skilled action surprised to the extreme, and see South huaiyue exposed seems to be whiter than flour, at least whiter than her skin a little self shame.

But the white and delicate skin, like a soft light, firmly attracted her sight. The light blue blood vessels, like vines, wound around her heart.

"Wang... Yue."

At the beginning, Nan huaiyue didn't respond. She was calling herself, and her reaction was half slow: "hmm?"

The low magnetic sound is really wonderful.

Murong ximianlu was obsessed: "what's the character of Prince Wang? Can I address Mr. Wang directly? "

South Huai month smell speech have no tiny Cu, she which have what word?

"Er... I haven't added the title yet. I haven't taken the word yet."

Although some big families will choose the characters for their descendants in advance, generally speaking, most of them choose the characters when they are twenty.

"Ah? Is Mr. Wang not twenty? "

Murongxi was a little shocked. Then he found that he only looked at Wang Yue's face and forgot about it. Wang Yue didn't look very big.

"Do I look old?"

South huaiyue laughingly joked.

Murongxi's face turned red: "no, no! That's not what I mean! "

South huaiyue low smile a: "nothing, but can I borrow this dough?"

"When, of course!"

Murong Xi Shan's smile: "this is the childe knead." She's still a little self-conscious.

"Thank you very much."

Nan huaiyue quickly divided the dough into small pieces, then rolled round and wrapped it with the stuffing chopped by the small kitchen, with a concentrated expression.

Murong Xi in the side of the same focus on looking at the action of South huaiyue: "childe, childe can cook?"

"Well," Nan huaiyue put the steamed buns on the steamer, "the gentleman is far away from cooking, but the girl doesn't think it's right?"

"No! I think it's very, very good of you to be like this. "

Don't know how to praise, Murong Xi said dry words.

South huaiyue slightly nodded, did not say much, and went to one side began to cook porridge: "Murong girl can eat early?"

Breakfast? That must be No.

Murong Xi, who had enough to eat, said: "not yet."

South huaiyue just nods and says nothing more. Murong Xi frowns slightly. Isn't she going to make food for her? Disappointment

The congee made from coconut milk and milk smells very sweet. It didn't take long for the small kitchen to be full of warm and sweet smell.

Without any extra ingredients, Nan huaiyue's porridge is just made of Bijing rice. It's thick and attractive, and the pure white slightly green porridge soup looks mouth watering.

Murong Xi, who has been standing on one side and looking at it, has a mouthful of saliva, whimpering. Prince Wang's cooking skill is so good!

Yu Guang glanced at the steamer with white fog and said, "well, it's better here."

Take down the steamer from the steamer, and South huaiyue carefully put the snow-white and soft steamed buns into the steamer.

"Murong, please help me."

Small steamed stuffed bun filled with two small steamer, Murong Xi smell speech immediately picked up a small steamer.

Nan huaiyue holds a small steamer in one hand and a tray in the other. There are two bowls of steaming light green porridge on the tray. Murong Xi, who is behind her, wants to ask if there is a bowl of porridge of her own

Hesitated for a moment, Nan huaiyue didn't go back to her room. Instead, she slowly came to the tea pavilion on the deck and found a free table to put down her things.

She put two bowls of porridge, one in front of her and the other on the opposite side: "let Murong girl help you and delay you a lot of time. The girl hasn't had breakfast yet. This is my heart."

Is there anything she can do for you? The battered dough or the steamer?

Murong Xi, who is very self-conscious, has a slightly red face and sits opposite the South huaiyue: "thank you, young master."

It happens that she has been eating for more than half an hour. Now she can't eat a bowl of porridge and a few small steamed buns, and these small and exquisite steamed buns are really attractive!

One bite at a time, Murong Xi squints happily.

Porridge is just cooked, thick and smooth, sweet and delicious, but also with a hint of green grass unique to Bijing rice fragrance. Murongxi felt that he was happy as never before!

Seeing this, Nan huaiyue smiles, then reaches out her chopsticks to pick up the steamed stuffed buns and starts to have breakfast.