Fenghua Palace.

The carriage in Mu's mansion gradually drifted away and disappeared from sight.

Chu Yue looked at the direction where the carriage disappeared, but she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

For some reason, my heart was a little empty.

I even felt that the night was a little deserted.

If I had never received the warmth of my family, it would have been fine. Over time, I had developed steel and iron bones. Once this person had a home, he would have become much more charming.

Chu Yue lowered her head and smiled bitterly.

Behind him, Ye Mohan looked at her with deep eyes, put on a thick cloak, naturally held the girl's cold hand, frowned slightly, and slowly passed by Zhenli.

"Why are your hands always so cold?" Ye Mohan asked in a low voice.

Chu Yue was about to interrupt the continuous power of the true power and said, "The reason for martial arts is useless, it will be the same next time, don't lose your money."

This difficult-to-refine true power is used to warm your hands. In Qin Tieniu's words, Chu Yue's own conscience will hurt.

Ye Mohan increased his strength a little, shackled her hands, stared at the girl's eyes, and said in a low and serious voice: "Will that warm your life for the rest of your life?"

Chu Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was slightly stunned. The man's evil face reflected in her eyes. In the clear moon and the clear wind, the purple eyes were particularly beautiful, as if they had a breathtaking effect, which made her realize for a while.

In her previous life, she was homeless and had no branches to support. In her short and painful life, only two people were kind to her, but both died of misfortune.

One is the sister in the alleys on a rainy night. In order to make her survive, she was defiled by those people and died.

Next is Xiao Li, who blocked a fatal shot for her.

Perhaps it was because the sky seemed too hard, so in this life, I had a pillow, friends, and relatives, and I found Xiao Li back.

The only regret is that my sister who died in the chaotic alleys would not have a goodbye.

"What's wrong?" Ye Mohan saw that her eyes were slightly red, her heart became a little softer, and she felt very caring.

"I'm hungry." Chu Yue said.

Ye Mohan was planning to take out the candied haws stored in his portable space, but because of the experience, he didn't plan to peel off the candied coat.

But Chu Yue seemed to know what he was going to do, and added: "I want to eat meat."

Ye Mohan immediately stopped the idea of ​​sucking candied haws, and sent Zhenli for a while before saying, "Go back to my room and wait for me, I'll do it for you."

"Do you know?" Chu Yue was skeptical.

"For a husband, he can do everything, know everything, and know everything."

Ye Mohan's spirit is flying, his purple eyes are slightly charming and evil. The bright moon is as bright as a mist, covering his clear face, which is even more attractive than the jungle elves.

"Let the others in Fenghua Palace wait together." Ye Mohan's tall figure disappeared in the night and walked into the kitchen.

Yan Nanji in Fenghua Palace, Leng Qingshuang, came after hearing the news, and her young faces were filled with horror.

"Eat the rice cooked by the Emperor?" Qin Tieniu looked as if he was shocked by his whole family, and then hugged his chest with both hands, "Miss Ye, where is Niu'er not doing well? You said, Niu'er, don't scare people, do you want to wash his hands and make soup? Am I crazy or is this world crazy?"

Yan Nanji hit Qin Tieniu's head, "What do you know? This is the best friend of the junior sister. Who can have the best taste of the Emperor's meal? Just have fun secretly."

Hua Yuehen looked at the direction of the kitchen and looked quite lonely.

Tu Weiwei had already put a huge bowl in front of her and waited.

Chu Yue leaned against the back of the chair and was lazy all over. She looked at the figure passing through the kitchen window and gently curled her red lips.

Xiaobao held his cheek with both hands, and his eyes were brighter than gems.

Xiaoqing in the kitchen looked at Ye Mohan who was busy and trembling, and her lips were trembling so hard that she couldn't even say anything clearly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have seen the scene of Emperor cooking in his dreams.

"Are you cold?"

Ye Mohan saw Xiaoqing shaking like a sieve, and his eyebrows frowned slightly, and asked lightly.

A pair of slender and jade-like hands are processing the ingredients in an orderly manner.

Xiaoqing looked at the ingredients in Ye Mohan's hand and felt that the ingredients had accumulated great virtues in his previous life.

"Emperor...Emperor...I...I..." Xiaoqing was so anxious that she was incoherent.

It turned out to be a stutter.

Ye Mohan knew it clearly and no longer talked to Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing looked bitter and wanted to make a fire, but he expected that the true power would break through the air and suddenly it became fire under the stove.

Xiaoqing's eyes widened in shock.

True power creates fire?

Do you want to be so luxurious...
Chapter completed!