Chapter 44 The secret that the young master cannot see the light of day
Author: Ten Million
Chapter 44 The secret that the young master cannot see the light of day
Qi Zhiyuan lamented that the prince who was relegated to immortality was also a pleasure to watch. His majesty knew how distressed it would be to know that the prince was doing the laundry himself.
This scene really should be painted and frozen forever.
After Zhou Mu himself finished washing the obscene pants, he felt that washing one piece alone would easily lead to associations.
He thought for a moment and simply washed the other coat, as if he wanted to seal it.
At some point, Grandma Yin stood next to Qi Zhiyuan and asked him curiously: "How long does it take for Master to wash clothes?"
Qi Zhiyuan suddenly had an idea and whispered back to Aunt Yin: "Young master won't let me get close. Is there some secret in today's clothes that cannot be seen in the light?"
Aunt Yin wanted to laugh when she heard this: "The biggest secret of the young master is his life experience. We all know it. What secrets do you think the young master has that we cannot know?"
Qi Zhi scratched his head from afar and thought this was the truth.
After their son had washed for half an hour and finally hung up the two washed clothes, Qi Zhiyuan looked at them again and again, but he really didn't see any secrets.
Maybe he's overthinking it.
Zhou Mu finally accomplished something big without being noticed by others, so he felt relieved.
When it was time for lunch, Grandma Yin brought the meal to the table.
Zhou Mu was about to open the chopsticks when he caught a glimpse of a bowl of white and tender tofu. The vivid and fragrant scene in his dream suddenly flashed before his eyes without warning, and his hand gripping the chopsticks suddenly tightened.
"Take this dish down!" Zhou Mu stopped looking at the dazzling soft tofu, becoming increasingly unable to look directly at his dirty heart.
Aunt Yin was a little surprised: "This is Shanshui Tofu, the young master's favorite. I ground it this morning..."
"Take it!!"
Zhou Mu suddenly increased the volume, which startled Grandma Yin.
Zhou Mu realized that he had lost his composure. He closed his eyes and said hoarsely: "Mom, take it off. I don't want to see it."
He could never see Miss Gu again. He was so despicable that he actually blasphemed Miss Gu in his dream.
Grandma Yin didn't dare to ask any more questions at this moment, and hurriedly took out the tender and tender mountain water tofu.
Qi Zhiyuan followed Nanny Yin quietly and whispered: "I think the young master looks inappropriate. The young master's temper was not so bad before."
Grandma Yin looked at the bowl of tofu in her hand, "What's wrong with tofu?"
Qi Zhiyuan felt the same and took the bowl of white and tender tofu from Nanny Yin: "Yeah, what's wrong with tofu? The young master doesn't like it, so we ate it!"
At this moment, Zhou Mu's gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Give it to me!"
Qi Zhiyuan was greatly frightened. He turned around and looked into the young master's slightly gloomy eyes. The young master had always been gentle, elegant, and calm. When had he ever seen such a gloomy side of the young master?
Under Zhou Mu's gaze, Qi Zhiyuan handed the bowl of tofu to Zhou Mu.
As soon as Zhou Mu took it, he turned around and entered the house, then closed the door hard, blocking the sight of Qi Zhiyuan and Nanny Yin.
Aunt Yin and Qi Zhiyuan looked at each other with the same confusion in their eyes: What's wrong with the young master?
I got angry with them over a bowl of tofu and lost my temper.
"From the moment the young master was born, this is the first time I saw him angry." Grandma Yin suddenly wanted to cry.
This is truly a lifetime series.
It's a good thing that the young master is popular.
Qi Zhiyuan nodded like a fool: "Young Master is so strange today. Something must have happened that we don't know about."
Zhou Mu, who had locked himself in the room, wanted to overturn this bowl of landscape tofu, and felt that it was inappropriate to waste food, but if it was for Qi Zhiyuan to eat, he might as well overturn it.
He looked at the tofu blankly for nearly a quarter of an hour before stretching out his chopsticks.
Nanny Yin and Qi Zhiyuan waited outside for a long time, until the door opened, and the handsome Mr. Zhou stood in front of the door, his face as usual, as if the previous gaffe was just their illusion.
"I'm going to practice swordplay!" Zhou Mu said this and walked away.
Nanny Yin and Qi Zhiyuan walked in lockstep. They entered the room at the same time and looked at the dining table. They saw that other dishes were rarely moved, except for the bowl of tofu which was eaten clean by the young master.
The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other.
"Master, what's going on? Don't you like tofu? Why did you finish all the tofu?" Qi Zhiyuan doubted his life and the look in his own eyes.
Aunt Yin patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young Master is unpredictable, just get used to it."
Since the young master likes to eat, she will cook it in the evening and make sure the young master is satisfied.
On that side, Zhou Mu was focusing on practicing his sword in the backyard, quickly forgetting about Gu Xiyan. As long as he had something to do, he would stop thinking about people and things that he shouldn't think about. This was what he thought.
As a result, when it was time for dinner, Grandma Yin served the dishes, and another bowl of white tofu was delivered to him. It was fuller and more abundant than the bowl at noon.
Zhou Mu looked at Nanny Yin with a dull expression. Nanny Yin's scalp was numb at the sight of her master's faint eyes.
"Knowing that the young master likes to eat landscape tofu, I made some more, sir. Do you want to try it?" She suddenly couldn't figure out what her master meant.
If you didn't like it, how could you have snatched the tofu away from Zhiyuan? If you didn't like it, how could you have eaten all the tofu in the lunch bowl?
"Starting from tomorrow, don't let me see this bowl of food again!" Zhou Mu emphasized.
Grandma Yin was shocked. It turned out that she was overthinking?
She hurriedly walked up to the front to take away the bowl of tofu and vegetables: "Old slave, I may have misunderstood. Old slave, please take this bowl of vegetables away. It just so happens that Zhiyuan likes to eat..."
Zhou Mu snatched the tofu bowl back from Nanny Yin and opened her lips coldly: "Nanny, please go out and close the door."
Grandma Yin looked at Zhou Mu's cold expression and then at the bowl of tofu he was holding tightly in his hand. She couldn't figure out whether the young master liked to eat tofu or not.
However, before the key was handed down in the palace, Emperor Chengde sent his chamberlain Zhang Heng to ask Zhou Mu what happened in the palace, but Zhou Mu only told the truth.
The eunuch who was with Zhou Xing was arranged by him, and it was true that Zhou Xing had evil intentions towards Gu Xiyan.
Zhou Mu asked Zhang Heng to tell Emperor Cheng De to take good care of his son!
When Emperor Chengde heard this, he was dumbfounded.
"Is Zimo angry?" Emperor Cheng De asked Zhang Heng.
Zhang Heng responded: "Young Master doesn't look angry, but he is very disgusted when His Highness the King of Qin is mentioned."
"The King of Qin has indeed done it. He still wanted to attack Gu Xiyan even though he had already canceled the marriage, but it was still under my nose. After the court tomorrow, let the King of Qin come to see me." Emperor Chengde turned the jade on his thumb.
Finger pull.
Among the several princes whose names he could name, Zhou Xing was undoubtedly the most outstanding. Zhou Mu stayed in Fallen Immortal Temple all year round and had no intention of becoming emperor, so he valued Zhou Xing particularly highly and favored him very much.
But the fact is that Zhou Xing's appetite was nurtured by him, and he actually dared to attack people under his nose.
He was even thinking at this moment, what would it be like if Zhou Mu was a little ambitious? Zhou Xing was not the only candidate for such a throne.
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Tofu: Is it my fault it’s too white and too tender?
