Dao looked at Yun Jingchu with a flash of complexity and regret in his eyes, and then said in a deep voice: "Miss, it's time for dinner."
"..." Yun Jingchu turned around, stopped reading, and then smiled and said, "Thank you for the hard work, put it down."
With that said, Yun Jingchu put down the book in his hand and walked to the table. As soon as the knife was put down on the tray, Yun Jingchu took the initiative to take out the food and put it on the table.
Dao silently picked up the leather pot on it and walked to the bed, preparing to feed Baili Wushang something to drink.
Yun Jingchu was stunned, and retracted his hand that was going to take the pot, then tilted his head, and without saying a word, he sat on the chair, picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat, and turned to look at the knife.
He opened his mouth and asked, "What's in the pot today?"
"Pork ribs soup." Dao replied expressionlessly while helping Baili Wushang up.
"..." Yun Jingchu nodded with satisfaction.
It seems that the meal that Dao asked the chef to prepare for Baili Wushang was quite nutritionally balanced.
Within a quarter of an hour, Yun Jingchu had almost eaten and drank a big mouthful of soup. Yun Jingchu climbed onto the bed, took the soup pot in his hand, and while taking over his feeding work, asked: "Have you ever used it?"
Have you had dinner?"
Dao's eyes flashed slightly, and then he whispered: "...not yet."
"Then you go quickly, I don't need your help at the moment." Yun Jingchu looked at Baili Wushang's situation intently, and said to the knife without looking back.
A hint of disappointment flashed deep in Dao's eyes, then he got out of bed silently, packed up the dishes, and walked out the door.
In fact, he wanted Yun Jingchu to retain him and let him use him here.
When I walked to the door, I turned around and saw Yun Jingchu leaning peacefully on the bedside, holding Baili Wushang in one hand and the soup pot in the other. Under the gleaming white night pearls, she was as beautiful as a fairy in the sky.
Dao looked stunned for a moment before turning around and going out.
At the same time, the Prince's Mansion, bedroom.
Mu Wan'er was sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze.
The beauty in the bronze mirror is still beautiful, but no matter how you look at it, she feels lifeless. She is only twenty years old, but her eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, without any vitality.
Mu Wan'er curled her hair hanging on her shoulders.
Bang! With a loud noise, the people in the room were kicked away. Mu Wan'er turned her head in shock, and then she saw Baili Wujiu rolling in like a whirlwind.
At the door, the two little girls who were responsible for guarding the door looked panicked and carefully pulled the door shut.
"What a good thing you did!" Before Mu Waner could react, Baili Wujiu rushed to Mu Waner, picked her up by her collar, and yelled at her angrily.
"...What did I do?" Mu Wan'er quickly put away the surprise and panic on her face and looked at Baili Wujiu with an innocent face.
"Don't you know what you did?" Baili Wujiu's eyes were as cold as swords. He looked down at Mu Wan'er coldly, and every word he spat out was like ice beads.
"I'm asking this because I really don't know." Mu Wan'er's expression became increasingly innocent and calm.
In fact, Mu Wan'er had already guessed something, but she wouldn't let go until the last moment.
"Okay, very good! Just show off for me." Baili Wujiu gritted his teeth, raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and slowly asked word by word, "Let me ask you, do you know a man named Heihu?
A man named Snake and a woman named Flower Snake?”