Feng Mulian was a little embarrassed by Chen Xi's knowing look.
He touched his nose depressedly and looked at Chen Xi with a look that was different even he himself was not aware of.
He squatted in front of the fire and watched Chen Xi skillfully set up the two fish and flip them...
"Hey, you used to grill fish?"
Watching her dig out a bottle of seasoning from the space ring and skillfully sprinkle it on the flipped fish, his eyes widened and he was surprised.
Chen Xi lazily raised her head and glanced at him. Seeing his eyes staring at the seasoning glass bottle in her hand, she turned the bottle, a little amused: "What's so surprising about this?"
In the past, when I was with Feng Qingyang, who was pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, she could only rely on her to make a living like grilling fish. She was already used to putting various seasonings in the space ring, just for the sake of cooking from time to time.
need.
Feng Mulian saw her eyes dimming and her sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "You used to grill fish for him?"
"..." Chen Xi raised his eyes and glanced at him without saying anything.
The rays of the setting sun shroud the woman's slender figure, lonely and lonely!
A dark light floated in Feng Mulian's beautiful eyes, falling on the spiritual space ring on Chen Xi's finger. Her voice was clear, as if curious, but also as if she mentioned it inadvertently: "He gave such an important nine-turn psychic ring to
You, it shows your status in his heart. But... why did you come in here? He didn't intercede for you? "
"How can I plead for mercy when he's not here?"
The flying long hair blocked Chen Xi's dim eyes. He had some worries that he had kept in his heart for a long time. There was no one to talk to, and later it turned into a bitter smile.
If Feng Qingyang were here, of course she would have no chance to enter here, because she is the treasure in his hand!
However, when he is gone, she has become a thorn in the eyes of others!
Chen Xi took a deep breath and felt that Feng Mulian's eyes were always looking at her. She coughed: "The prince's fishing skills are so superb, so he must be good at grilling fish, right? Well, you can do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing!"
"
She handed the fish in her left hand to Feng Mulian.
Feng Mulian hesitated for a moment before taking it: "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing? Hahaha, how long have you been here, and you have summed up experience so quickly?"
"Haha..." Chen Xi smiled but said nothing. Some of his experiences were summed up by our great older generation leaders. Even the person in front of him didn't understand them.
She concentrated on grilling the fish in her hands and took the opportunity to inquire about the news: "Your Majesty, can I ask you something?"
"Um?"
"Are Master Zhu and the Eighth Prince related?"
"Why do you ask?"
Feng Mulian's eyes fell on the fish in his hand, and when he saw that the fish he was grilling was not as beautiful as the one in Chen Xi's hand, he frowned in disgust.
Chen Xi handed him the sauce in his hand, and took out a bottle of pepper from the space ring. Thinking that he was pregnant and not suitable for eating heavy flavors, he threw it to Feng Mulian.
He replied calmly: "Just curious."
You may think that Feng Aotian and Zhu Xiangguo are related because he was summoned to the palace by Emperor Ling Xiao when he was pregnant last time, and Zhu Xiangguo was in the palace at that time.
Women's intuition is very sensitive.
Anyone who is hostile to her can detect it with just a word or a look.
At that time, Zhu Xiangguo's words to her were not only harsh, but even implicitly reproachful. If he hadn't deliberately fanned the flames, Chen Xi would not have been punished.