Zhang Zhiyuan sighed that the young master who was like an exiled immortal was also pleasing to the eye, so that His Majesty knew that the young master was washing his own clothes, and he didn't know how distressed he should be.

This scene should really be drawn and frozen forever.

After washing his underwear, Zhou Mu felt that washing one piece of clothing would easily make people think.

He thought for a while and simply rubbed another coat, which seemed to be about to be stamped.

At some point, Madam Yin stood beside Zhang Zhiyuan and asked him curiously: "It will take so long for the young master to wash clothes?"

Zhang Zhiyuan suddenly thought and replied to Madam Yin in a low voice: "Young Master doesn't let me get close. Is there any secret that I can't see the light in today's clothes?"

Madam Yin wanted to laugh when she heard this: "The biggest secret of the young master is his life experience. We all know that what secret do you think the young master can have is something we cannot know?"

Zhang Zhiyuan scratched his head, thinking that was the reason.

When the young master washed for half an hour and finally hung the two cleaned clothes on, Zhang Zhiyuan looked at them and looked at them, but he really didn't see any secret.

He probably thought too much.

Zhou Mu finally accomplished a big thing, and he was relieved not to be noticed by others.

When it was time to have lunch, Madam Yin brought the meal to the table.

Zhou Mu was about to open the chopsticks, but he glanced at a bowl of white and tender tofu. The vivid scene in his dream suddenly flashed past his eyes without warning, and his hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened.

"Take this dish!" Zhou Mu did not look at the dazzling tender tofu anymore, and he could no longer look directly at his dirty heart.

Madam Yin was a little surprised: "This is the mountain tofu that the young master always likes to eat the most, and it was ground into it this morning..."

“Take it away!!”

Zhou Mu suddenly increased the volume, which scared Madam Yin.

Zhou Mu found himself out of control. He closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "Madam, take it down, I don't want to see it."

He could no longer see Miss Gu again. He was so despicable that he actually despised Miss Gu in his dream.

Madam Yin didn't dare to ask any more questions now, and hurriedly brought out the tender mountain tofu.

Zhang Zhiyuan quietly followed Madam Yin and whispered: "I don't think the young master looks very appropriate. The young master's temper was not so irritable before."

Madam Yin looked at the bowl of tofu in her hand, "What's wrong with tofu?"

Zhang Zhiyuan felt deeply the same and took the bowl of white and tender tofu from Madam Yin: "Yes, what's wrong with tofu? The young master doesn't like it, let's eat it!"

At this moment, Zhou Mu's gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Give it to me!"

Zhang Zhiyuan was quite frightened. He looked back and faced the young master's slightly gloomy eyes. The young master has always been gentle, elegant, calm and clear. When did he see the young master's gloomy side?

Under Zhou Mu's gaze, Zhang Zhiyuan delivered the bowl of tofu to Zhou Mu.

As soon as Zhou Mu took it, he turned around and entered the room, then closed the door hard, blocking Zhang Zhiyuan and Madam Yin's eyes from outside the door.

Madam Yin and Zhang Zhiyuan looked at each other, and both of them had the same confusion: What's wrong with the young master?

He even got angry with them for a bowl of tofu.

"From the moment the young master was born, I saw him angry for the first time." Madam Yin suddenly wanted to cry.

This is really a lifetime series.

It is a good thing that the young master has become popular.

Zhang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Young Master today is so strange. It must be something that we don't know."

Zhou Mu, who locked himself in the house, wanted to pour this bowl of mountain tofu, but he felt that it was inappropriate to waste food, but he might as well pour it for Zhang Zhiyuan to eat.

He looked at the tofu with a blank expression for nearly a quarter of an hour before stretching out his chopsticks.

Madam Yin and Zhang Zhiyuan were waiting outside for a long time until the door opened. The beautiful young master Zhou stood in front of the door with his face as usual, as if the previous loss of composure was just their illusion.

"I'll practice sword!" Zhou Mu threw down this sentence and walked away.

Madam Yin and Zhang Zhiyuan were in a row. They entered the house at the same time and looked at the dining table. They saw that the other dishes were rarely moved, and only the bowl of tofu was eaten by the young master.

The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, looking at each other.

"What's wrong with young master? Don't you like tofu? Why did you finish it all?" Zhang Zhiyuan doubted life and his eyes.

Madam Yin patted him on the shoulder: "Young master acts unpredictable, just get used to it."

Since the young master likes to eat, she will make it tonight, so she will definitely eat enough.

Zhou Mu focused on practicing swords in the backyard, and quickly left Gu Xiyan behind. As long as he had something to do, he would no longer think about people and things he shouldn't think about. That's how he thought.

As a result, when it was time to eat, Madam Yin served the dishes and another bowl of white tofu was delivered to him, which was even more full and more than the bowl at noon.

Zhou Mu looked at Madam Yin with a blank expression. Madam Yin's scalp was numb by the faint eyes of her master.

"I know that the young master likes to eat landscape tofu, so I made more. Master, please try it?" She suddenly couldn't figure out what her master meant.

If I hadn't liked it, how could I snatch the tofu from Zhiyuan? If I hadn't liked it, how could I eat the bowl of tofu completely at noon?

"Starting tomorrow, don't let me see this bowl of food again!" Zhou Mu emphasized.

Madam Yin was shocked. It turned out that she was thinking too much?

She hurriedly went up to the front to hold the tofu dish bowl: "It's my old man who would have misunderstood. I'll take this bowl of dish away. It just so happened that Zhiyuan likes to eat..."

Zhou Mu snatched the tofu bowl from Madam Yin and opened his lips coldly: "Madam, go out and bring the door with you."

Madam Yin looked at Zhou Mu's cold expression and looked at the bowl of tofu he was holding tightly in his hand. She couldn't figure out whether the young master liked to eat tofu.

However, before the palace was given a key, Emperor Chengde sent an eunuch Zhang Heng to ask about what happened in Zhou Mu's palace, and Zhou Mu only told the truth.

He arranged the eunuch who was with Zhou Xing, and it was also true that Zhou Xing had a bad intention towards Gu Xiyan.

Zhou Mu asked Zhang Heng to tell Emperor Chengde that he would take good care of his son!

When Emperor Chengde heard this, he was both amused and ridiculous.

"Are you angry?" Emperor Chengde asked Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng replied: "The young master doesn't look angry, but he is very disgusted when talking about His Highness the King of Qin."

"The King of Qin has indeed done it. He has clearly retired from the marriage and wants to attack Gu Xiyan. This is under my nose. After the court is in the future, let the King of Qin come to see me." Emperor Chengde turned the jade ring on his thumb.

Among the few princes he could name, Zhou Xing was undoubtedly the best. Zhou Mu stayed in the Soul Immortal Temple for many years and had no intention of the throne. Therefore, he attached great importance to Zhou Xing and was particularly favored.

But the fact is that Zhou Xing's appetite was raised by him, and he actually dared to attack others under his nose.

At this moment, he was even thinking, how good would it be if Zhou Mu had some ambitions? In this way, Zhou Xing would not be the only candidate for the throne.

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Tofu: Is it my fault to be too white and too tender?

Brother Mu silently chewed the tofu into pieces...
Chapter completed!