Ham sandwich is the favorite of the two little guys. Ling Xuewei usually uses ketchup to draw some patterns on it, either the sun, a smiling face, or a cute little animal. The taste and appearance are very popular with the two little buns.
It is almost a must-have dish on their breakfast table.
As for the milk, they use spiritual dairy cows that are over a hundred years old and feed them with fruits and vegetables that contain natural gas. The milk produced does not have any fishy smell, but Ye Moyan is not interested in such tasteless things, but she does not know
Some method was used to make the tasteless milk sour and sweet, dry in the mouth, but with a different flavor.
In addition, milk contains a lot of nutrients, so it has become a must-have food on the daily table.
The things Ling Xuewei made were not very exquisite or delicious, but they just suited his taste.
Ye Moyan is also very strange about this.
The food that passed through her hands had an inexplicable... reassuring taste. Therefore, Ye Moyan, who had never paid attention to appetite, gradually developed the habit of eating at least one meal a day.
Since the quarrel that day, she has never entered the kitchen. Unexpectedly, today... she will ask Guan Zhixing to bring food.
Is she worried about him?
This realization made Ye Moyan's mood, which had been gloomy for three days, suddenly clear up, like a beam of light shining in, driving away all darkness.
The corners of his lips curled up in a slight arc, instantly melting like ice and snow, becoming bright and bright.
I was stunned when I watched Zhixing.
Master, is this...laughing?
Just a breakfast?
In the past, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that someone could have such a profound influence on their master. But now...
It seems that in the future, he will have to provide for this Miss Ling well. She is definitely his parents who provide him with food and clothing!
So, on this day, the elders discovered that their lord seemed to be in a better mood. Even if someone made a mistake, his lord did not blame him. He just said to pay attention next time and that was it?
Do you want this day to be so fantasy?
Your Majesty, I am in such a mood. It is really a June day, so cloudy and sunny.
The good mood lasted for one day, and just after everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, the next day, they found that Your Majesty's mood was not so good again.
The third day...it was cloudy.
On the fourth day, there was lightning and thunder.
A group of old guys were trembling, completely confused, and looked at Guanzhi Star.
Guan Zhixing was speechless, what did he do? He didn't even do anything! I thought that after the first time, the person would naturally send him a second and third time, but he didn't expect that there would be no movement at all after that.
He looked confused too!
You can't go back and ask people why they suddenly stopped serving breakfast. Is this what the master was waiting for? Isn't that too deliberate?
But looking at the master's face getting darker day by day, there is no way to continue in such a stalemate.
It is absolutely impossible for the master to bow his head first, but Miss Ling has a stubborn temper and is not someone who will give in first.
These two are at odds with each other. Isn’t it their subordinates who suffer the most? He not only needs to solve the things assigned by his master, but also needs to be a considerate assistant to ease their relationship. Who is more tired than him?
If this continues, he will grow old before his time!
But what else can I do? Now that I have chosen, I can grit my teeth and endure.
So, Guan Zhixing sent a message back to Gu Gu Guanjia that his master's old illness had relapsed.
After hearing this, Butler Gu's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Without saying a word, she decided to take care of it herself! As she was packing her things, she bumped into Ling Xuewei who was coming downstairs, and then told her the matter.
Ling Xuewei looked at his hurried away figure, her brows knitted into knots.
When Butler Gu arrived at the main hall and saw his master intact, he was stunned.
Isn't it a relapse of the old disease? Why doesn't it look like it?
When Guan Zhixing saw him, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Here you come?" He looked back.
"What are you looking for, my lord?"
"Where's Miss Ling?"
"Miss Ling? Miss Ling isn't here."
"What?"
The two stared at each other.
For a moment, I couldn't help but touch my forehead while watching the stars.
Butler Gu looked at him, and then at the master in the hall who had a cold face and a chill all over his body. An idea flashed across his face, and he seemed to understand something.
"Sir, are you okay, Your Majesty?" Butler Gu realized later.
"There is nothing wrong with you, your Majesty. It is us who are."
Guan Zhixing looked hopeless.
If they continue to be tortured like this, won't something happen to them?
Guan Zhixing sighed and said in a tone of hatred, "Guan Gu, you said you have been with the master for so long, why don't you understand the master's thoughts at all? If something happens to the master, I, a doctor, will
Is there any need to send a special message back to ask you to come over?"
Butler Gu now finally understood that what Master Guan really wanted to convey was not him, but Miss Ling!
"It's because I'm old and stupid."
"Okay, be smarter next time. Fortunately, you didn't rush in directly, otherwise we would both be in trouble."
"Then what should we do now? Do you want me to go back again?"
"Why are you going back? You're too deliberate. Miss Ling is so smart, how can you not see it? But does she know what happened when you came out?"
"I know, I told Miss Ling."
"Well, just wait."
If she really cares about her master, she will definitely come here.
Anyway, the guards have withdrawn, and Miss Ling's movements are no longer restricted.
But when it got dark and she still didn't come, Guan Zhixing became anxious. Could it be that he had made a mistake?
Guan Zhixing sent someone to wait outside the palace. Whenever he saw Miss Ling coming, he would take her directly to the side hall. But it was getting dark, so why didn't she show up yet?
Isn't it because he won't come?
Guan Zhixing's absent-minded look, with his head poking around, was naturally caught in Ye Moyan's eyes.
His eyes flickered slightly, then disappeared.
He continued to deal with matters until late at night, and then sent everyone back, including Guan Zhixing. Guan Zhixing had a guilty conscience and immediately withdrew as he dared not stay any longer.
It was extremely quiet in the palace late at night, and the cold wind blew outside, causing the light and shadow to flicker.
Ye Moyan's eyes fell on the file, and he did not turn to the next page for a long time, feeling an inexplicable irritation in his heart. After a moment, he put down the ink pen, leaned on the seat, and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows.
There was a bit of late night tiredness all over my body.
He got up and left the side hall. He passed through many corridors, arched bridges and waterside pavilions, and came to the star observatory. He leaned lazily on the stone pillars and looked into the distance. Thousands of lights were shining brightly in the night sky.
A fiery red color could be vaguely seen, as if it had passed through thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and fell into his eyes.
What is she... doing?
Are you still angry?
Or have you fallen into a dream?
Thinking of Ling Xuewei's angry, aggrieved and disappointed look that day, Ye Moyan couldn't help but frown slightly, and he didn't know whether it was distress or annoyance welling up in his chest. In such a silent late night, it was like ants gnawing at him.