Chapter Thirty-Five The Lord Was Overworked Last Night
"You..." Wanyan Mufan was in a daze for a moment, almost forgetting to struggle. His eyes were too serious and too heavy, which made her calm heart tremble violently.
Is this a promise?
While Wanyan Mufan was still dazed, Feng Wuhen stood up, pulled the brocade quilt on the side and covered Wanyan Mufan, "You will live here from now on." After saying that, he picked up the robe on the side and put it on, Walked out of the door.
Wanyan Mufan blinked, was he letting himself go?
If that's the case, what are you waiting for?
She wanted to jump up from the bed, but fell back down again. Damn it, Feng Wuhen, she forgot that he had sealed her own profound power.
"Fuck!" Wanyan Mufan cursed bitterly, turned over and fell asleep.
The next day, before dawn, Wanyan Mufan woke up and looked at the dim weather. He got up, rummaged through the cabinets in the room for a while, took a piece of Feng Wuhen clothes and put them on, watching the faintness in the yard fade away. Formation, Wanyan Mufan narrowed his eyes, when can he wait without moving at this moment?
She swaggered out of the yard. At this time, there were only a few stout maids and patrolling guards. Seeing that she was wearing Feng Wuhen's clothes, they did not step forward to stop her. Everyone knew that the Lord had a serious mysophobia. In this way, she can still allow this "man" to wear her clothes, which is probably closely related.
Wanyan Mufan looked around with his eyes. Usually important things would be placed in the secret room...
Eyes locked on a heavily guarded room, Wanyan Mufan's eyes flashed. She had made full preparations before coming. She said that Qilingzhu is extremely precious. There is only one in the world. It can bring everything in the world back to life and keep youth forever. , is the treasure of Wanjianmen.
Wanyan Mufan walked over with his hands behind his back. When the guards saw him, they immediately came up to chase them away. Wanyan Mufan puffed up his chest and said, "The Lord asked me to come over and take a look."
The guard's eyes flashed with suspicion: "The Lord never lets anyone enter this door. He always comes in person, so why would he ask you to come?"
Wanyan Mufan gave the guards an idiot look and said, "Your Majesty, you were overworked last night, so you asked me to come and take a look." She said it in an extremely ambiguous way, and several guards looked at each other knowingly, and then finished. Yan Mufan put her in Feng Wuhen's clothes.
Walking into the house, it was full of rare treasures and books on various formations. Wanyan Mufan's eyes gleamed, thinking that after finding Qilingzhu and regaining his profound strength, he would definitely put all these things into the sea of people. Take it away in space.
Wanyan Mufan was looking for something like a Qi Lingzhu in the house, but his eyes were attracted by a box glowing with purple light. He slowly walked over and carefully held the box in his hand, thinking to himself, this looks very high-end and majestic. By the looks of it, this could be the legendary Qi Lingzhu.
Slowly opening the box, what came into view was a pearl hairpin glowing with purple light. It was made of crystal, and its tentacles were warm, and there seemed to be faint fluctuations of profound energy.
"This is the seat my mother-in-law reserved for me, saying it was for my future wife." A deep and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind. Wanyan Mufan's mouth froze. Anyway, he was discovered, so he didn't show any panic. , he slowly put the hairpin into the box, returned it to its original place, and smiled lightly: "Really?"
Feng Wuhen looked at her with an uneasy look on his face, "If you like it, I can give it to you."
"unnecessary."
Wanyan Mufan glanced at Feng Wuhen casually, "You think I'm stupid? You just said it was for your future wife. She had just escaped from the wolf's den, so you didn't send yourself in stupidly."
"What are you doing here?" As he spoke, Feng Wuhen strode over, opened the box, inserted the hairpin into Wanyan Mufan's hair, took a step back, and said with a low smile: "
Not bad, it looks better than I imagined."
"I told you I don't want it." Wanyan Mufan said, reaching out to pull out the hairpin, but his hand was held by Feng Wuhen. His deep eyes stared at Wanyan Mufan seriously, "I'll take it with you.
"
Wanyan Mufan curled his lips and was about to say something, but he asked: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you come in?"
"I...I'm just strolling around."
Feng Wuhen couldn't deny it, "What are you looking for?"
"Dishes, ingredients, I'm hungry."
"Really?" Feng Wuhen narrowed his eyes with obvious disbelief. Wanyan Mufan just persisted. Finally, Feng Wuhen chuckled, "What amazing ingredients and dishes are you looking for, and you actually found it here?"
Already."
Wanyan Mufan was extremely nervous and would never let him know his purpose, otherwise, he would definitely be on guard.
"Peerless twins, mother and son meet, green dragon lies in the snow, fierce dragon crosses the river!" After naming the dishes in one breath, Wanyan Mufan took a deep breath and pretended to be embarrassed: "I originally wanted to cook these dishes for the Lord.
For food, it’s a pity that I couldn’t find the ingredients, so I ended up here.”
Feng Wuhen's eyes flashed. He knew that she would not tell him the truth, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he was interested in the dish she said: "There is everything in the kitchen. Go ahead and cook it. I'll be waiting.
Your delicious food."
Hearing this, Wanyan Mufan's face became distorted. She was just talking. She only knew how to eat, but not how to cook.
Ignoring Wanyan Mufan's embarrassed look, Feng Wuhen curled up his lips in a good mood: "Let's do it quickly, I'll be waiting." After saying that, he walked out, are you there? He stopped at the door: "
As long as you like my things, you can take them. You don’t need to tell the guards that I’m tired after a long night. My physical strength is very good.” After saying this, he was about to finish the ambiguity.
Yan Mufan glanced up and down, then strode out of the house.
Lunch time gradually passed for a long time. Feng Wuhen put down the book in his hand and looked outside the door. He still didn't see the figure he wanted to see. He threw the book on the table irritably, and his stomach started singing "The Empty City" again.
"Zhuiyun, why isn't lunch good?"
Hearing this, Zhuiyun who was guarding the door hurriedly walked in and said, "Return to the Lord, Mr. Wanyan is doing it right now."
Feng Wuhen's face turned dark, "What time is it? Are all the people in the kitchen dead?"
Zhuiyun glanced at Feng Wuhen with some embarrassment, "Return to the Lord, you ordered that no one be allowed to help her."
Feng Wuhen: "..."
"Feng Wuhen, I heard the roar even though I was still far away."
Wanyan Mufan put the tray on the table with a bang and glared at him: "Why are you so vicious?" No wonder she refused to even ask someone to set fire to someone else's house. It turned out to be this bitch.
Wear small shoes for her from behind.
Seeing Wanyan Mufan's arrogant attitude and looking at the indulgence on his Lord's face, Zhuiyun left a huge drop of sweat on his forehead. He tried his best to slow down his breathing to reduce his sense of presence, but even so, he still couldn't escape.
Wanyan Mufan’s bright eyes,
Wanyan Mufan walked over, and the two brothers patted his shoulders, "Fortunately you said so, otherwise, I would still be kept in the dark."
He clearly felt an unkind gaze cast on him. Zhuiyun felt cold sweat dripping from his body. He took a step back and opened the distance between the two of them. "Your Majesty, this subordinate has resigned..." After saying that, he He ran outside like the wind.
Seeing this, Wanyan Mufan grabbed him and said, "What are you busy with? Let's eat together."
"No, no, I don't dare." As he hurriedly refused, Zhuiyun raised his head, and his eyes flashed with surprise. The person in front of him had a bit of black soot on his face. He was dressed in men's clothing and his hair was messy. But , a pair of bright and clear eyes are particularly attractive, and the beaded hairpin on her head makes her even more ethereal. Although she is a man, she does not feel peaceful at all.
Seeing Zhuiyun staring at Wanyan Mufan in such a trance, Feng Wuhen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Get out."
"Yes, Lord." Zhuiyun bowed and walked out in a polite manner. He secretly regretted that he was staring at a man in a trance. The most important thing is that this man is still the Lord's person.
Looking at the gloomy-looking man in front of him, Wanyan Mufan gritted his teeth and endured it. He crossed his legs and sat at the table in an imageless manner. He pointed at the dishes covered by the lid on the table and said, "Eat, aren't you hungry?" .”
Feng Wuhen still looked like an uncle, "Unveil it for me."
"High maintenance!"
Wanyan Mufan cursed dissatisfiedly and reached out to lift the lid.
Looking at her playful appearance with satisfaction, Feng Wuhen grinned. It had been a long time since his mother died. He had not experienced this warm feeling. He picked up the chopsticks with one hand and when his eyes touched the table When I was serving the dishes, the smile on my lips froze involuntarily.
"This, what is this?"
"Cooking." Wanyan Mufan agreed naturally.
Feng Wuhen's mouth twitched sharply, pointed at the dish in the middle and asked, "What dish is this?"
"Mother and son meet."
The corners of Feng Wuhen's mouth twitched. It turned out that this dish that was fried so dark and could be vaguely identified as bean sprouts was the reunion between mother and son!!
"what about this?"
"What a pair of peerless beauties!" her tone was a little more impatient.
Feng Wuhen was confused. It turned out that her so-called peerless beauty was fried red pepper with green pepper.
"What about this?" Feng Wuhen pointed to another dish.
"The fierce dragon crosses the river!" There was suppressed anger in his tone.
Feng Wuhen suddenly dropped his chopsticks to the ground. A bowl of soup, no, a bowl of water, with a green onion lying in it. This turned out to be a fierce dragon crossing the river! He really saw it.
"This is Qinglong Woxue!" Feng Wuhen no longer had any hope for her dish, pointing to the last dish and asked.
"Not too stupid!" Wanyan Mufan commented expressionlessly.
Feng Wuhen looked at the green cucumber lying on a layer of white sugar with twitching eyes. The green cucumber seemed to have not been washed yet, but it turned out to be Qinglong Woxue.