He dragged his limping legs back to the dormitory and let his best friend breathe a breath of wind on his green and purple legs.

She smiled reluctantly and reached out to touch Zun Mojun's face.

"Prince, I don't feel any pain. With you by my side, I will survive any difficulties and obstacles."

Zun Mo Jun carefully put Gu Muqing down and let her pillow on the pillow. "It's not good for your husband. I promised you that you will not let you be hurt for the rest of your life, but you did not expect you to be injured one after another."

She was weak and had no strength to say another word, she smiled bitterly, and touched Zun Mo Jun's hand.

She wanted to use her actions to tell Zunmojun that she was his wife and that she would always stand by his side in everything. He promised to protect her for the rest of her life, so why didn't she want to protect him for the rest of her life?

Gu Muqing, who had been recuperating for several days, had recovered almost all of his physical strength under the careful care of Gu Wen, Zunmo Jun and Chunyu, but he was still slightly weaker than his normal self on weekdays.

During these periods, Zun Motian wanted to go into the house and stay alone with Gu Muqing, but he was slapped by Gu Muqing for the reason that he had to sleep due to his physical discomfort.

Zun Motian thought that Gu Muqing was injured so seriously to save himself, so he didn't say much.

Every time I go back to my bedroom to visit Gu Muqing, talk to Zunmo Jun about recent events in the court, and occasionally send someone to send some supplements to Gu Muqing.

Zun Mo Jun saw Gu Muqing's health getting better day by day, and could walk a few simple steps, and then discussed with Gu Muqing to go back to his mansion to recuperate, so that he could return to his normal daily work and life.

Chunyu carefully called a few maids who should be admitted and packed up Gu Muqing's clothes and supplies. The Xuanwang Mansion and his group chose a zodiac auspicious day and returned home in a mighty manner.

As the days passed, the north wind blew, and the big willow tree in Gumuqing Courtyard was covered with frost and snow, and it was full of trees. The Great Zhou Dynasty was covered with silver everywhere, and white covered the corners of the roofs and walls of various courtyards. Winter came quietly.

Gu Muqing, who was holding the stove and enjoying the snow scene in the room, lay down by the window and reached out to catch the snowflakes that were falling outside.

Chunyu walked into the house with a box of pastries.

He quickly put the pastry box on the table and closed the window in front of Gu Muqing. "Madam, you are blowing the cold wind like this again. Your body has not been well prepared. If you feel the cold wind, you don't know what to do."

Gu Muqing sat on the bed in a bad mood, "Look at your mother-in-law. Yesterday, when Doctor Gu came to change the dressings for me, he said that this was the last dressing change. I'm all right, you're still in charge of me like this."

Chunyu filled some charcoal into the warmer that was cushioning and stuffed it to Gu Muqing's feet.

"Madam, you don't need to change the medicine. Doctor Gu did not say that you have healed. Don't you still need to take medicine every day? You will be more affected and take care of this winter and play hard in the spring next year."

Gu Muqing shook his legs bored and muttered in a low voice, "This is how you lied to me in autumn."

Chunyu opened the pastry box placed beside her and placed the pastries inside on Gu Muqing's plate.

"Madam, please stop complaining. The prince is afraid that the wife will be bored in the house and specially let people learn some Western tricks to make you snacks. You can try it."

Gu Muqing looked down at the Western patterns that Chunyu said, two exquisite layers of marzipan wrapped in syrup. He took one and put it in his mouth.

The layering is clear, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The first thing I tasted was a very thin but crispy shell, followed by a soft and dense inner layer. Unlike the texture of the cream, the toughness of the almond cakes props up the filling and adds chewyness to the soft filling.

"This is actually a macaron!" Gu Muqing exclaimed happily. She had never thought that she could actually eat her favorite macaron in this Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Who made this? How could anyone make this kind of food here?"

Gu Muqing asked curiously, thinking that since someone would make macarons, he would definitely make other desserts, and the cream cake she was thinking about might have fallen into.

Chunyu smiled, "It turns out that the prince knows you. When the prince gave this thing to Chunyu, he said, "You must love to eat it. This thing was brought back from the palace by the prince, saying that it was made by a cook brought by a foreign envoy. That cook is a strange person."

"What a strange man?" Gu Muqing asked curiously.

Chunyu packed the empty plate Gu Muqing and put it into the basket.

"That cook, Chunyu has seen it once. When he went to the street to get medicine for you two days ago, he saw a stall on the street surrounded by people, so I got in and took a look."

Gu Muqing reached out and took another macaron and put it in her mouth to listen to Chunyu telling stories with interest.

"It was a noodle stall, where a blond and blue-eyed foreigner was cooking noodles there. I heard the people around me say that the foreigner said that he had traveled all over the world and would say several foreign languages ​​that we couldn't understand. He also said that the stall owner of this noodle stall made the noodles well but it was just a little single."

Chunyu put the towel into the warm water basin at hand, washed it, wrung it out, and took it out, and wiped it for Gu Muqing.

"The noodle stall owner was naturally not convinced. He said that his own method of making noodles was passed down from his ancestors. Many of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty grew up eating his noodles, so the foreigner could not tell anything nonsense there."

"The most exciting thing is what I saw with my own eyes."

Gu Muqing held his cheek, his eyes flashed with curious eyes, and listened quietly to Chunyu telling the story.

"I don't remember the foreigner's words that he would make a name for what the country means. I have never heard of the word he said. Maybe he was talking nonsense!"

"Pasta?" Gu Muqing said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, that's the word. I watched the foreigner crush the persimmons from the vegetable stall next to him, flipped them in the pot for a while, and added some milk, put the cooked noodles in, and gave them to us all to taste. Madam, don't say it, this noodles is really a taste that I have never eaten before. Chunyu is still thinking of writing it down and making it for you."

Gu Muqing's saliva was almost flowing to the ground as Chunyu talked about the foreigner.

She thought in her heart that this foreigner might have traveled through time like herself? She used her own skills to hold her hands and hold her thighs.

He will make this French dessert and Italian pasta.

If he is really a person from this era, he is really a strange person. He must find an opportunity to meet this foreigner.

"Chunyu, the person I admire most now is you." Gu Muqing said to Chunyu with a quips.

Chunyu pouted, knowing that Gu Muqing was looking for happiness with him again. "Why do my wife envy Chunyu? Chunyu is just a maid serving others."

Gu Muqing stood up and walked to the window. Her mouth blew on the glass and drew a whisper, drawing the cream cake on the glass with her fingers.

"You are free and young now and can go out to see the outside world, go to the street market to experience the lively bustle of people, and eat the skills passed down from the family. These are all things I envy now. I don't know when my body will be better. I quietly watch the autumn and winter in the house, and I don't know what will happen next spring."

Chunyu took out a sable cloak from the cabinet and covered it with Gu Muqing. "Madam, you are so old to take medicine and take good care of your health. You will definitely be all cured next spring."
Chapter completed!