"Otherwise." Si Haochen pinched the tip of Mingruo's nose.
Mingruo felt that she was more unjust than Dou E: "He said his name was Mu Ling, but I thought his surname was Mu..."
"..." Si Haochen felt guilty when he heard this, and pretended to cough lightly, "Whatever surname he likes has nothing to do with us."
Mingruo really wanted to yell at Si Haochen, but it was just a title. If the jealousy was so high, it didn't matter much: "Put me down, hurry up."
"Okay." Si Haochen hugged Mingruo and fell under the tree.
Mingruo found a lot of pine mushrooms growing under the pine tree in front of her, so she took a bamboo basket from the space and acted as a little girl picking mushrooms.
Si Haochen followed Ming Ruo, looked at the mushrooms Ming Ruo picked, and started picking them too: "Can this fungus be used as medicine?"
"Pick it back and make dumplings. There's a lot of jealousy in the house today!" Ming Ruo said with a serious look.
"..." Si Haochen lowered his head and silently picked mushrooms.
The dinner that day consisted of pine mushroom dumplings, which also came with four dishes - sweet and sour pork loin, old vinegar peanuts, vinegar mixed fungus and vinegar cabbage.
Mingruo added vinegar to Si Haochen's plate with a smile: "Let's eat quickly."
Si Haochen looked at the little princess's evil smile and felt a little cold on his back. He had to eat the vinegar plate he knocked over, which would make his teeth sore...
Feng Muling opened his eyes and found that he was lying on a carved bed. His memory still lingered on how he escaped from the mine in the chaos and drifted out along the underground river. Due to exhaustion, he fell on a piece of reeds.
Falling asleep while wandering.
He found that his internal injuries were better, and even his life Gu had been nourished, and he could rely on dormancy to repair himself. Since the A Gu was dormant, he had no way of knowing where he was and who saved him.
Feng Muling sat up on the bed. He was dizzy because he hadn't eaten for a long time. He walked to the door and heard a girl talking: "This is minced meat porridge. If the young master wakes up,
, just give it to him.”
"yes."
Feng Muling felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before. He always had a good memory, so he immediately searched his mind for who this person was and opened the door with a bang.
Zisu and Chusi both looked in the door to see who it was, and Zisu took a few steps back in fright.
"It's you!" This weird man pointing a sword at her neck made her feel that her life was threatened for the only time in her life. She could even recognize him when he turned to ashes!
Feng Muling asked in a deep voice: "Did your girl save me?"
He really didn't know whether the princess saved him or not. Zisu looked at the fourth day of the lunar month with questioning eyes.
"It was my master and his wife who saved His Highness the Third Highness." Chu Si's attitude was quite respectful, "You have a good rest, my master will come to see you tomorrow."
Feng Muling narrowed his eyes slightly. His identity was easily revealed. The person who saved him was not an easy person.
Zi Su looked at the stew pot she handed to the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. If she had known that the porridge was for this 'weirdo', she should have added two spoons of salt to it. Zi Su turned around and walked back in annoyance.
On the fourth day of the lunar month, he looked at the stew pot in his hand: "Your Highness, would you like some porridge?"
Feng Muling didn't put on the airs of a prince, and nodded in an approachable manner: "Okay."
On the fourth day of the lunar month, he put the stew pot on the table and opened the lid: "Your Highness, please."
"Thank you." Feng Muling picked up the spoon and slowly drank half a cup of porridge before she truly felt that she was alive.
Zi Su returned to the main courtyard and quickly reported back: "Princess, my wife, when I went to deliver the porridge, I happened to see that person waking up."
Si Haochen raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and the little princess sent someone to bring food to Feng Muling. Thinking carefully about the appearance of that Zhuzi, well, it doesn't seem very 'safe'...
"Oh." Mingruo didn't really care.
After Zi Su retreated, Si Haochen caught Mingruo in his arms and asked, "Did you give him porridge?"
"Dear Your Highness Prince Yun, would you like to have some vinegar and pepper noodle soup, hot and sour soup, etc. for breakfast tomorrow?" Ming Ruo rested her head on Si Haochen's shoulder.
Thinking of the plate of vinegar at dinner, Si Haochen's teeth felt a little sore now: "I'm just asking."
"Feng Muling is just an ordinary injured patient to me. I gave him food because of Linglong." Mingruo was also helpless, "Linglong probably has a crush on him."
"Um..." Although the little princess once said that love can transcend status and age, but it is too exaggerated to transcend species! "Ahem, I don't know if Linglong wants to get married or keep watch.
Marry Mu Ling back?" Si Haochen couldn't help laughing.
Linglong: Baba Mama, what are you talking about? Why do you want to pair me up with that man? What I like is his natal Gu!
"Hahaha..." Mingruo immediately imagined the scene of Feng Muling wearing a bright red wedding dress and being carried into the house by Linglong... As for marrying Linglong? That is impossible. How can a butterfly raised by herself do it?
Being snatched away by someone else's wolf cub!
After breakfast the next day, Mingruo and Si Haochen went to see Feng Muling together. Mingruo gave Feng Muling an injection, and then left a bottle of Xuerong Dan: "Two pills a day, and again tomorrow.
Needle, once this bottle of elixir is finished, your injury will be healed."
"Thank you." Feng Muling cupped his fists and saluted.
Linglong flew over and sprinkled some golden powder on Feng Muling's face, causing Feng Muling's life Gu to sleep deeper.
Feng Muling stared at Linglong blankly and murmured softly: "Living... Gu spirit..."
"You can't take it back if you want. It has eaten a lot of my rare elixirs and medicinal materials." Mingruo called Linglong back, "Hey? No, how could you see Linglong?"
Mingruo looked at Feng Muling suspiciously. He could only see Linglong in the invisible state when Linglong had grown up and could communicate with his spiritual consciousness. How did Feng Muling do it? (His Royal Highness Prince Yun: This is
Wang can also see it, is there nothing surprising about it? Mingruo: That’s the effect of wearing purple contact lenses. You are the red Versailles!)
"Because the Gu spirit is the king of all Gu, and since I am the queen of Gu, I can naturally see the Gu king." Feng Muling said matter-of-factly.
What the hell are the 'King' and the 'Queen'! Si Haochen's face was so black that he could drip with ink. This guy didn't have a good heart when he gave the 'Gu King' to his princess! (Feng Muling: I'm~ very~ wronged
~In vain~)
"Oh." Mingruo said he understood. As long as Linglong is the 'king', then his family must be going back to 'marry' her, and I haven't heard of any 'king' knocking him out.)
"My work is done, what about you?" Mingruo felt that Si Haochen came here because he had something to talk to Feng Muling. After all, the other party was the third prince of Xikang, and he suddenly appeared in the Donghuan Imperial Capital. This was too
Strange.
Ming Ruo was actually 'worrying too much', and Si Haochen really made a special trip to accompany her. But in order to stay away from dishes like 'sweet and sour', 'vinegar soup', and 'vinegar mixed' for lunch: "I
Let me say a few words to His Highness the Third Highness."
"You guys chat." Mingruo turned around and left the room, closing the door. Her curiosity was always limited, especially when it came to political affairs.
