Lan Qingyue's face was also dyed red with candlelight, as if two peach blossoms bloomed in her eyes, and a trace of cold air came out from between her charming brows.
"I have said that as long as there is something that I want to know, there is nothing I can't know. Little maid, in a few days, you will be my brother-in-law. Your wedding is coming soon. Shouldn't this master reward you?
What to order?”
"No, thank you for your kindness..."
Eat people with a soft mouth, take people with short hands...
It is even more unacceptable to eat his food or take his food.[
Lan Qingyue raised her eyebrows, her phoenix eyes moving, "You are a personal maid who is married from this palace. As your master, how can I not prepare a dowry for you? If you marry like this, you will be betrayed by others."
Just kidding."
"I don't care, slave."
"But this king cares..."
Lan Qingyue sat up, and Mo Nu quickly took a pillow and placed it behind him.
He leaned listlessly on the soft pillow, his messy silver hair continuing to fall on his chest, covering most of his exposed chest.
"People who don't know better think that I am so stingy that I don't even get any rewards... but they... will laugh at me."
"You don't know..."
He smiled and snorted, "My fourth brother is the most favored by my father. He has lived for more than a thousand years, and he is finally willing to marry a concubine. Your marriage must be taken seriously. I...
You must be married off in all your glory."
No matter what, I feel... there is a sour feeling in Lan Qingyue's words.
There was some doubt in Mu Lingyue's eyes. Looking at the look on his face, she could tell that Lan Qingyue was in a bad mood.
"Your Highness...it's better to eat the pastry while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."
She changed the topic, took a biscuit and handed it to Lan Qingyue.
Lan Qingyue took it but didn't eat it. She lowered her eyes and looked at the biscuits that were still warm in her hands and curled her lips, "I suddenly don't want to eat them. I'll give you this plate of pastries as a reward."
What? He stopped eating?
She went to the valley specifically to find flowers that he was allergic to, crushed the petals and mixed them into the flour.
In order to cover up the unpleasant smell of the petals, she added a lot of honey and various spices to it.
When the cakes were brought out, she smelled them again and again, and found that the smell of peonies was no longer there...
"Your Highness... you might as well have one. This is... this slave has put a lot of effort into making it."
She wasn't lying...she really put a lot of thought into it.[
Lan Qingyue smiled evilly, "But I don't want to eat it now, and you...must finish this plate of pastries immediately."
"Slave... I'm not hungry. Why don't you, Your Highness, give Mo Nu something to eat?"
Unknowingly, Mo Nu smelled the aroma of the pastry and nodded quickly, "Your Highness... I want to try it."
"Mu Lingyue."
Lan Qingyue called her by her first and last name, "I told you to eat it, why, you didn't eat it? Could it be that you mixed something inedible into this pastry?"
Mu Lingyu hurriedly shook his head and denied, "No, absolutely not. Your Highness, you really love to joke. How dare you, this slave?"
Lan Qingyue's smile froze, she didn't dare to...
This damn girl still dares to tell lies in front of him. Does she think he, Lan Qingyue, is that easy to fool?
"Since it's not the case, you should eat it right away. If you don't eat it, I will assume that you have tampered with it."