"How's it going? Is the porridge good?" Mo Yichen looked at Ye Luo who was devouring the porridge. He didn't look like a young lady at all. How could he fall in love with such a little girl?
"Aren't all porridges the same? Mo Yichen, are you hungry? Be good and I'll feed you a bite." Ye Luo looked at a certain man staring at her bowl of porridge, took a spoonful and returned it.
He pretended to blow it and passed it to Mo Yichen's mouth.
Mo Yichen turned around with a pig liver look on his face and gritted his teeth, "Ye Piao Ling, don't push yourself too hard." This girl is really vindictive. He, a grown man, was told to be good by a girl. It's tragic to think, is he a little too much?
I'm doting on this girl.
Unable to eat, Ye Luo turned the spoon 180 degrees, threw it into her mouth, and secretly smiled. Why did she think this big iceberg had become cute?
Speaking of which, is there anything special about this porridge? Ye Luo took another bite and tasted it carefully, curling her lips. It was no different from what she usually eats. When did Mo Yichen care about a bowl of porridge?
An idea flashed through Ye Luo's mind. Ye Luo looked at Mo Yichen, then at the bowl of porridge on the table. His eyes stung slightly, and he turned around and gently hugged the awkward man from behind.
Mo Yichen was suddenly hugged by someone, and his body became a little stiff. After a while, he felt the twitching of the woman behind him, and hurriedly turned around, hugged the woman in his arms, coaxed her in a low voice, and started crying again.
"Mo Yichen, thank you." Ye Luo wiped away her tears and lowered her head, embarrassed to look at Mo Yichen.
Mo Yichen, you deceived my tears again. I haven’t cried once in fourteen years...
"Silly girl, if you don't eat anymore, the porridge will be cold." Silly girl, you are so easily satisfied. I will treat you better in the future. What are you going to do? He couldn't bear to let this girl shed tears.
"Mo Yichen, I didn't expect you could cook. This porridge tastes really delicious." It's hard to imagine Prince Yi, who is dressed in white and not stained by dust, washing rice, adding water and burning firewood in the kitchen.
"It's common to hunt and barbecue in the military camp." Mo Yichen said nonchalantly. When he was a child, he was alone in the palace and had no food to eat. It was impossible to eat uncooked rice, so he had to do it to get something to eat.
I can cook some porridge.
"If the soldiers at the border see their god of war running into the kitchen to cook porridge for one woman or another, they will definitely run to see a doctor. They will definitely think there is something wrong with their eyes." Ye Luo is worried no matter what.
I think this might happen.
"If Lingyin Palace knew that the palace owner they thought was a fairy turned out to be a crybaby, they would probably all shed tears. They must think that their real palace owner has returned to heaven and become a god again." Mo Yichen said.
He flicked Ye Luo's forehead with his hand.
He had never seen this girl cry before this encounter. In the fire in the brothel, she was not frightened and cried, but calmly tried to find a way out. Later, on the way to escape, even though she was so seriously injured,
, she never shouted a word of pain, instead she always called her brother Chen with a smile to prevent herself from noticing anything was wrong.
How could he, Mo Yichen, be so virtuous as to let such a woman cry for him...
Ye Luo cried out in pain and dodged away. In the past few days, she had almost shed all the tears in her life, but they were not sad tears, but happy tears. It turns out that a person can cry when he is happy.
"This is..." Ye Luo avoided Mo Yichen and pushed the door open and ran into the yard. He stood in the yard dumbfounded and looked at the pond in front of him. The white lotus flowers on the green sky were so beautiful, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
How come there are lotus flowers in winter? How did he do it?
"Do you like it?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind.
Ye Luo nodded desperately. It turned out that the lotus flowers in the palace were not planted for Murong Lian, but for her.
"Is this the 'Tianqing Pavilion'?" There has always been a forbidden area in the palace. It was said to be haunted, so it was sealed up and no one was allowed to enter. Ye Luo has always known about this place, but has never cared about it, and has never thought about it.
There is such a strange scenery here.
"Yeah." Every lotus here was planted by him personally. He thought of many ways to keep these lotus flowers unbeatable in winter. Of course, he would not say these shameless things.
He thought that he would be the only one to see such a beautiful scenery in his life, but now this woman has discovered that the lotus flowers here were originally planted for her.
"Mo Yichen, when did you know that I was from Ye Luo?" At the dinner that day, she deliberately brought the fallen leaf hairpin that he carved for herself, wanting to surprise him, but this guy already knew her identity.
Now that I have my identity, I have been teasing her.
Mo Yichen glanced at Ye Luo coldly. She still dared to mention this matter. Since she had recognized him a long time ago, she still pretended not to know him. If he really gave her a divorce note like that, then they
Didn't the two of them miss each other forever?
Ye Luo didn't dare to speak. It seemed that she had recognized him earlier than this fat-bellied man.
"Mo Yichen, actually I know the secrets in the 'Xuehai'. If you just give me the 'Yinxiao' like that, you are sure that I can play the flute?" Ye Luo didn't want to mention the matter in the court, but if you don't transfer this
With the attention of the big iceberg, she felt that she would freeze to death.
In fact, Xuehai is always just a piano, but for people without martial arts, this piano is a magic piano, but for people with martial arts, it is indeed a great piano through the ages, and only those with inner strength can control it.
In fact, this is not a secret at all, but because Xuehai has always been treasured in the Imperial Palace of Yinguo, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it, let alone play it, so few people know this secret.
But this guy is just a good flute player. He can also play the piano well, which is really enviable. However, although he plays well, he is not as good as her. Thinking about this, a certain woman feels balanced again.
"Luo'er, after five years of separation, I am really impressed by my master." Mo Yichen only knew that she could play the flute that day, but he didn't expect that she could play it so well.
The emperor also knows the secret of Xue Haiqin. He doesn't want the emperor to know that Ye Luo knows martial arts, so as not to involve the Listening Palace. These are her biggest talismans. Naturally, they have to be hidden in the dark and the less people know about them, the better.
"That's right." Ye Luo replied unceremoniously.
Speaking of which, she doesn't know many musical instruments. It's not like the ladies in ancient times who have learned all the musical instruments. Even someone like Murong Lian can be said to be proficient in every musical instrument. She also learned piano in her previous life, or
Her mother couldn't stand her staying at home during the holidays, so she forced her to learn it.
The piano skills in this life were taught by the godmother, the former queen, and she gradually fell in love with it. As for playing the flute, Mo Yichen was really his teacher. Five years ago, he was injured and fell off a cliff.
No, she could hear his flute playing almost every day, so she learned a little from him.
"Prince, Princess, Prince Heng is here?" Ji Ting knew the relationship between the prince and Prince Heng, and did not dare to keep Prince Heng waiting for a long time, so he had to risk his life to disturb the sweetness of the two.