He looked at her quietly, under his dark eyes, and his tone was sonorous, "I don't allow it!" ”

Mu Xiaofeng's heart shook, so he stood in the wind and looked back at him silently, and after a while, his heart diffused with a faint, soft, gentle and indescribable joy. Looking at his clear eyes, there was more unconsciously a trace of gentleness that she didn't feel conscious of.

Seeing the smile on her lips soften, his gaze moved slightly to the emerald green leaves in her hand. The girl had clearly understood his intentions, but she turned her clear eyes and pretended to look at him ignorantly.

Lowering her head, her long eyelashes hid the cunning that flew by, she smiled and picked up a piece of golden fish meat with chopsticks and sent it to her mouth, and said slowly, "Well, salty is a little salty, but it is better in this color, and it tastes good enough." ”

As soon as her eyes warmed, Chu Lige shook her head slightly, her slender arm stretched out involuntarily, and with the emerald green leaf she was holding in her hand, the flesh of half of the grilled fish reached his hand.

He lowered his head and condensed the half of the fish, his eyes swept with a faint disgust, and said in a soft but unquestioning tone, "It will be better." ”

He said it, not letting her grieve herself.

She doesn't have to wronged herself for anyone, even if that person is him—no.

snatched the grilled fish in her hand, stared coldly, hid a faint disgust, and quickly discarded the bag of grilled fish that was extremely beautiful and neat.

"You wait."

He spun around with the girl, then pressed her shoulder again and sat her down.

Mu Xiaofeng was helpless, so he had to turn his eyes and look at him with interest.

It's a pity that cooking probably has to pay attention to talent. Chu Lige was busy for a long time, but none of the grilled fish could satisfy him.

The taste is either salty or light, or it is either burnt or undercooked, or half burnt and half raw....... In short, Mu Xiaofeng, as a bystander, finally saw that the Yushu-like characters who could only be admired from afar like an iceberg were really only suitable for living at the height of the clouds that people looked up to.

The fireworks in the world or something, it is too difficult for His Highness Iceberg.

I've seen people who can toss, but I've never seen anyone who changes tricks like His Royal Highness.

Mu Xiaofeng looked at the simmering man who was still immersed in the serious study of grilled fish with some helplessness, pursed the corners of his lips, and decided to raise his voice and say, "Your Highness, it's not early." ”

So grilled fish or something, or have a chance to study it slowly in the future.

The most important thing is that after being hungry for him to grill fish for a long time, she has now been completely hooked out of the gluttony.

There is no real muscle, but it is more uncomfortable than this taste of hunger.

Chu Lige's chin was slightly raised, and the magnificent outline of the distant mountains came into view, and there was a trace of confusion and suddenness in his eyes.

But after a look, he really stopped his movements and walked over to the girl.

Mu Xiaofeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at his calm face as usual and unable to see joy and anger, his tone was very brisk, "Are you still rushing back to the city?" ”

Chu Lige stared at her very seriously for a while, and said flatly, "Oh, I'm sick." ”

The girl's figure flickered, deliberately one step behind, and her eyes widened to look him up and down. Suddenly came to a conclusion that made her happy and crying and laughing.

"So, you're here to recuperate?"

In fact, these words were purely a joke for him. As far as she understands him, according to this person's own style, even if Emperor Chu is not happy, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop him from deliberately coming to the Big Buddha Temple to "recuperate".

Chu Lige didn't hide the arrogance in his bones at all, nodded indifferently, and only repeated briefly, "I'm sick." ”

Didn't that man say that the Big Buddha Temple is the most suitable place to recuperate?

Since he is sick, it is natural for him to stay in the most suitable place to recuperate.

As for when he will be "well?" ”

The corners of the man's lips curved slightly in a very light arc, and there was also a hint of sarcasm that was also not obvious.

As if thinking of something, he looked at the girl with soft eyebrows, and said lightly, "When I left the palace, I passed by Hanzhang Palace. ”

The girl seemed to be stunned, and then smiled clearly, her lazy voice revealed a bit of nonchalant, "Oh, Hanzhang Palace, it's a lively place." ”

She knew that in that good place, there would be henchmen from various palaces walking around every day.

She put aside the affairs of the capital for the time being, and it was also for the convenience of those talents to deliberately move the land.

Thinking of this, her smiling eyebrows suddenly floated with a cold and ruthless face, but it only flashed and quickly disappeared.

When he walked out of the back mountain and saw the sign prohibiting entry again, Mu Xiaofeng couldn't hide his curiosity and turned his eyes to look at the man in brocade beside him. She pointed to the sign and asked, "Why do you put up this thing?" ”

In addition to the big pool spring water in the back mountain, she didn't find anything peculiar, why did the Big Buddha Temple classify that ordinary place as a forbidden area?

Chu Lige didn't answer her directly, but looked at her strangely. The girl met his eyes with complicated meanings, and suddenly blessed her heart, and her heart moved, and she blurted out in surprise, "It shouldn't be just for you to be deliberately imprisoned, right?" ”

I don't know what Chu Lige suddenly remembered, he stared down, and a faint smile flashed in his cold eyes looking at her.

When the girl saw his strange appearance, her heart was excited, and suddenly she connected some chaotic things very clearly.

"Before, you had to come here for a while every month?"

Chu Lige just looked at her quietly and indifferently, his thin lips pursed slightly, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

"Now, you rarely come, is it because of my blood ......?"

I didn't know what to think, Mu Xiaofeng's voice suddenly weakened.

Blinking his star-bright eyes, he looked at him, but did not continue to ask.

The two walked back side by side silently.

As a frequent visitor to the Great Buddha Temple, Chu Lige's residence was naturally farther and quieter from the front hall. And when Mu Xiaofeng picked the yard at the beginning, he was also in the spirit of choosing it in seclusion. So if you think about it seriously, the two of them live not far apart.

When they returned to the courtyard, they could already smell the fragrant food in the courtyard.

"Miss, you're back." Hearing the footsteps, Qingruo immediately walked out happily. However, when she saw the handsome and elegant man who was protecting the young lady like a god, she immediately paused, lowered her head, and trembled and blessed her body, "The slave has seen Your Highness." ”

Chu Lige nodded indifferently, Mu Xiaofeng knew how much he was afraid of the aura of His Highness the Iceberg, and almost immediately asked, "Qingruo, can you have dinner?" I'm dying of hunger. ”

As soon as these words fell, they immediately attracted two eyes of unknown meaning.

Qing Ruo quietly looked at the outstanding figure from the corner of her eyes, and said in her heart: "Didn't Your Highness say that you want to catch fish for Miss to eat?" Could it be that after a long time, His Highness didn't even catch the shadow of a fish? ”

Chu Lige's gentle gaze shrouded the girl's figure faintly, but there was a faint guilt in his eyes, he actually forgot that she was still recuperating at the moment, and she was hungry!

For a meal, because of Chu Lige's arrival, Leng Yue and Qingruo could only silently find a corner to eat. And His Royal Highness, who has always been silent, although he does not deliberately eat at meals, he naturally adheres to the elegance and etiquette raised by the royal family.

Except for silence, it is silence.

Fortunately, Mu Xiaofeng is also used to the way he gets along with him. Besides, she was extremely hungry at the moment, and it was more important to fill her stomach, so she didn't talk much.

Chu Lige ate slowly, but his thoughtful gaze swept over the dishes from time to time.

The life of recuperation in the mountains is actually very peaceful and regular, but after breakfast the next day, it is clear that something has broken this soothing tranquility.

"Miss, the slave has a question for you." Qingruo looked at the girl standing in the yard feeding the fish, her expression was slightly hesitant, and her eyebrows were a little eager to speak.

Mu Xiaofeng sprinkled a handful of fish material in his hand into the fish tank, and looked away from the koi fish that were grabbing food on the water. looked at Qing Ruo gently, and said with a soft smile, "What's wrong?" ”

Qing Ruo opened her mouth, as if she was still distressed and couldn't make up her mind. glanced at her, bit her lip again, and then said cautiously, "If the slave maid said it, Miss wouldn't blame the slave for chewing the root of the tongue, right?" ”

When Mu Xiaofeng saw her hesitant and curious appearance, he chuckled inexplicably in his heart, smiled slightly, and his tone was also a little stern, "If you have something to say, don't get involved in the bad things of spitting." ”

Qingruo thought for a while, took two steps closer to her, and then said in a suppressed voice, "Miss, the slave maid bumped into the food delivery under the mountain this morning." ”

The girl raised her eyebrows, "What's so strange about this?" "There are a huge number of monks in the Big Buddha Temple, and the vegetables they grow may not be enough to eat, so it is normal to buy some from the farmers at the bottom of the mountain.

What's more, although the monks of the Big Buddha Temple can also grow their own vegetables, they can't grow all the vegetables themselves. They don't eat meat, and there should be no shortage of vegetarian foods, right?

Qingruo shook his head like a rattle, "If it is a dish sent to the masters in the temple, the slave and maid will naturally not feel strange." ”

Mu Xiaofeng blinked, his heart tightened inexplicably, "Could it be that what they sent up the mountain was not the usual food that the masters ate?" ”

It's not a vegetarian dish, it's meat and so on.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaofeng's heart moved. The pilgrims who come to offer incense will not eat meat in the middle of Buddhism.

It was she, the delicate guest who had been ordered to recuperate. Avoiding that this is the land of Buddhism, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous. Even if she wants to nourish her body, the meat and meat that she sends up the mountain on weekdays are also sent together with medicinal herbs.

Didn't the head of the palace say that she was still sick and needed medicinal food and supplements?

Her meals are always cooked by herself in this remote and secluded courtyard.

The courtyard is far away from the front hall, and she is a female guest, so there are no monks here at all on weekdays. Even if she has a big fish and meat, no monk in the temple will see it, so naturally it is not a taboo in Buddhism.

However, today, someone openly purchased meat meat from the bottom of the mountain and sent it to the temple?

Listening to Qingruo's tone, is it still swaggering and massive?