Chapter 317

"Well, they have become the housekeeper of my house. They are still talking about the battlefield."

"You go and prepare something to eat for Xiyan, and then let someone send some hot water to her room. Other things will be discussed tomorrow when we have a good rest."

Murong Yu shook his head and said, holding Mo Xiyan, crossed the housekeeper and walked to the courtyard where the princess usually lives.

"Yes, Lord."

Murong Royal ordered it like this. Of course, steward Zeng would not go against his will.

He bowed until Murong Yu's back disappeared behind the door.

He turned around and went to prepare what Murong Yu wanted before.

Since you want to eat, that is to say, the Lord didn't eat either?

It seems that we should prepare more. The king of their family eats a lot.

Housekeeper Zeng walked towards the kitchen while calculating.

In a flash, he forgot the situation in the capital he was worried about before.

The only thing left in my eyes is the affairs of the house.

So good.

At the other end, Murong Yu had come to the back garden with Mo Xiyan in his arms.

Because it's getting dark.

So the back garden, which originally had a pleasant view, looked a little strange.

Because I'm afraid I'll see what I shouldn't see.

Mo Xi Yan quietly turned his head and completely buried it in Murong Yu's chest.

"What's the matter? This is such a big man. He's still coquettish?" Murong Yu said.

After seeing Mo Xiyan change his face, he laughed.

Well, this time I played with her again. It's a waste of my feelings.

Mo Xi Yan Nu Deng gave Murong Yu a look, "don't laugh, is it so funny?"

"Others may not, but you can."

Murong Yu said, raised his right eyebrow and continued, "because you are always so cute in my eyes, just like a fool."

……

"Is this a boast?"

"Nature, do you doubt?"

Don't cherish Yan's mouth and snort, "how dare you doubt you? Besides, if you can't be trusted by me even for such a small thing, is it too weak?"

Besides, he said so. Where could she doubt it?

"You're right. My princess is really a decathlon."

Murong Yu's face had a smile from the beginning, which was different from his usual cold feeling.

Does this prove that he is in a very good mood now?

Mo Xi Yan blinked and observed the meeting again. Then he was caught by Murong Yu

"Xi Yan, you're looking at me again. You can't afford it this time?"

"What did I rely on to keep you staring at me?"

Mo Xiyan is really powerless.

This Lord is really annoying and makes her very tired, isn't he?

Er... She thought she might have to reassess the man in front of her.

At this time, she suddenly found that she had known him for so long and knew little about him.

This made her very dissatisfied.

Know the other half, although it sounds like Bensheng is a little hypocritical.

Especially for the older generation, life is to marry a daughter-in-law casually, lie on the hot Kang, regenerate his three or four children, and then accompany him to old age.

Such a life, perhaps there are no ups and downs, in the eyes of some people, some are ordinary.

But in her heart, it is the most ideal life.

Because when she died, she had had enough of the days of fear, so if possible, she would hold her own things and leave directly one day in the future to find her own pure land.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing, "my Lord, don't always be so rude, will you?"

Quite powerless stroked his forehead, and his face was loveless.

And her state made Murong Yu laugh again.

Mo Xiyan raised his eyes and looked at him. He said secretly that the atmosphere now seems good. Should it be ok?

Well, why don't you wait?

Mo Xiyan thought for a moment and asked directly, "Murong Yu, did you see my reply to you?"

Letter?

Not really.

But Murong Yu still said, received it.

He also said that he was very happy and would take her letter as his driving force.

See the iceberg melt at the bottom of Murong's smiling eyes.

Mo Xiyan blurted out, "then I'll write to you every day, since you're so happy."

As soon as she said it, she regretted it.

Others are throwing the task out, but she is silly and takes the initiative to promise.

Well, it hurts without eggs.

While her thoughts were flying.

Murong Yu had held Mo Xiyan and returned to her room.

He put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then stretched out his hand, gently drew an arc on her forehead, and then said softly, "Xi Yan, you can rest first, but don't fall asleep. I asked the kitchen to get you something to eat and bring it later."

"Yes. OK." Mo Xiyan answered.

After Murong Yu left, she closed her eyes and took a nap.

I don't know how long it took until she fell asleep and woke up hungry again.

Mo Xiyan opened her eyes tired and found that there was no one else in the room except herself.

Is something wrong again?

So all the slaves and maidservants in her house went to see the excitement?

Mo Xiyan guessed.

Because of her health, she plans to take the food in the space directly and solve the meal first.

Just about to take it, the door was pushed open with a squeak.

She looked at it subconsciously.

What enters the eye is Murong's handsome face, half hidden in the light.

"Wake up? I just saw you sleeping heavily, so I asked people not to wake you up. Are you hungry now?"

The man put the plate on the round table in the room and asked himself.

He really took practical action to eliminate the cold feeling that she was here alone.

"Well, I just woke up hungry." Mo Xiyan said, his face flushed.

She felt ashamed.

But it was very lovely in Murong Yu's eyes.

Murong Yu's eyes were slightly dark, then stared at Mo Xiyan's lips and said casually, "that's just right. These dishes were ordered to be made for you by the kitchen."

Then he put his hand on the top of the dishes and felt the temperature. Then he said, "these dishes are just warm. Come and eat them. They will be cold later."

Murong Yu looked at Mo Xiyan when he said these words.

He is not afraid to be said. Anyway, it would be better if he was seen. He wants people all over the world to know that Mo Xiyan is his man.

It's still a good ripe apple, waiting for him to pick it and eat it.

The man's mind became impure again and couldn't help thinking about the possibility of eating the 'Red Apple' in front of him.

However, Mo Xiyan, the party being calculated, did not find that the other party smiled like a fox because of his sleepy sleep.

After she slowed down, she straightened up and sat up. After waking up a little, she opened the quilt, got out of bed, went to the round table and sat down.

"These dishes are very good just for use."

Mo Xiyan took chopsticks and vegetables and found that the taste was still good.

He boasted again, "these dishes taste really good. The prince should treat his servants well."

"This is nature." Murong hugged Mo Xiyan, put his head gently on her shoulder and whispered, "should my dear princess also fulfill her responsibility?"

Mo Xiyan earned, didn't break away, gave up the struggle, "what responsibility?"

She asked casually as she ate.

"Of course, it's the responsibility of managing the backyard for the king and inheriting his family."

At last, Murong Yu's lips had almost stuck on Mo Xiyan's ears.

While talking, she deliberately blew the hot breath into her ear socket.

Let Mo Xiyan tremble all over.

This guy is really tasteless.

It doesn't look very good at ordinary times. It's a noble prince who is very serious.

Why has the painting style become so much recently?

Mo Xiyan said he was tired and wanted to shit.

At this time, Murong Yu suddenly restrained his expression and said seriously, "cherish your face, can you refuse invitations like Mo Jingyuan?"

Although it was a question, Mo Xiyan heard that men were ordering themselves.

If you have a chance to revenge, why not go?

"Why?" Mo Xi Yan didn't understand and said with a wink.

Murong was cold and face, and he said, "for no reason, it is a feeling that is affecting the mood."

Why did you ask him?

What that woman did to her, she forgot?

Hum, what a stupid woman.

She is so stupid that if he still ignores her, doesn't take care of her and doesn't remind her.

Isn't it more desolate?

Murong Yu lowered her eyelids and thought about what she might look like when she left Mo Xiyan.

He thought for a while, but didn't want to find that he didn't seem to have a good understanding of her usual hobbies except that he knew Mo Xiyan's identity.

What a dereliction of duty.

Murong Yu criticized himself secretly.

Therefore, it indirectly made his anger towards Mo Xiyan fade.

"Murong Yu, you're perfunctory."

Don't cherish your face.

"No." Murong Yu shook his head, "I'm just telling truth."

Eyesore = dislike = expel.

This is Murong Yu's logic.

As for the details

It's natural to be flexible.

"Murong Yu, can we stop talking about this?"

Mo Xiyan sensitively felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere at the scene, and Murong Yu's breath was also something wrong.

So she quickly changed the subject.

"As long as you can guarantee that you won't commit it again in the future, we'll expose it."

……

Mo Xiyan has no language.

Why did Murong Yu become such a chicken woman?

She's not really brainless.

It was not because she was mentally disabled that she agreed to Mo Jingyuan's invitation.

She just wanted to see what her heart was.

It was obvious that Mo Jingyuan was crazy.