He hugged her, smelled her hair, and smiled even more, "Me too." ”

"Will you go back tonight?" She asked.

"The palace gate is closed, and I hope the lady will take it in." He laughed.

"Well said." She waved generously, "Miss Ben takes you in." ”

"Thank you, lady." The smile on his lips deepened.

Although the two did not have a substantive relationship, he was used to hugging her and sleeping every night, although it was very hard, he was willing to endure the desire to sleep with her, and he didn't want to sleep alone on the huge East Palace bed.

"You go to the clean room next door and take a bath." She jumped out of his arms, stood on the bed, and pushed him out of bed.

"Okay." He laughed.

In the past, he didn't smile, he was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Leng Arrogant, since he met and fell in love with her, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and a smile would naturally appear at the corners of his mouth.

After Meng Chenyi washed, he hugged his lover and fell asleep, dreaming again and again.

……

Warm and ordinary days always pass quickly, and in a flash, ten days have passed.

This day is the eighth day of the lunar month.

An old nursery rhyme says it well: Children, don't be greedy, it's the New Year after Laba.

Now the New Year's flavor in the streets and alleys of Beijing is getting stronger and stronger.

Mu Tingya's New Year's goods for the Black Eagle Legion have also been delivered, and at the same time, she has sent a letter to Li Bowu to express her condolences to the soldiers.

The first floor of the world is almost finished, and now it has entered the finishing works.

Now she is also a person with internal strength, originally her internal strength should not progress so fast if calculated according to the normal cultivation speed, but who let her have Meng Chenyi, who has a spoiled wife!

She soaked in the medicinal bath for seven days in a row, and Meng Chenyi even brought the top medicinal materials in the emperor's private treasury to her to use.

Originally, the emperor was reluctant to take out valuable medicinal materials, but Meng Chenyi, a black-bellied man, choked on a word, and he took back the words of refusal.

Meng Chenyi snorted coldly: "If you want to be the golden grandson of the first emperor through the ages, you have to be willing to give up the capital." ”

Come on, with this sentence, the emperor not only did not refuse, but also vigorously supported Meng Chenyi to send all kinds of good things to Mu Tingya. That lively look, Mu Tingya can't accept it.

Recently, Mu Tingya has begun to resume her morning exercises, and she begins to practice her physical external exercises for half an hour every morning. In the evening, I will also practice for half an hour.

Combining inside and outside, her body is rising and rising.

Mu Tingya had just finished a set of Tai Chi boxing, and was about to have breakfast after washing, when Yayuan ushered in several waves of people.

It was the Duke of Anguo who sent someone to send Laba porridge, which was cooked by the Duchess of Anguo herself.

King Rui's Mansion also sent a housekeeper to deliver Laba porridge. It was boiled by Princess Rui herself.

Someone from the General's Mansion also sent Laba porridge.

Prince Rui's Mansion also sent someone to deliver Laba porridge.

What surprised her even more was that the emperor also sent someone to send Laba porridge.

She thought it was very unusual for the emperor to give her laba porridge.

Unexpectedly, the more strange and surprising ones are still to come.

Miao Yan brought a bowl of black porridge and put it in everyone's porridge.

I saw four bowls of delicate and delicious porridge on the table, and among the delicious porridge at first glance, there was a bowl of black porridge, this bowl of porridge, how ugly it looked, and even a mushy smell came out.

The corners of Mu Tingya's mouth twitched slightly, and she looked at Miao Yan in confusion. "What does that mean?"

Miao Yan smiled and said nothing, "Miss, what do you think of this porridge?" ”

"What do you say?" Mu Tingya glanced at her angrily.

With four bowls of delicate and delicious porridge as a comparison, is it the porridge that everyone will despise and bring with wonderful words?

"Maybe it tastes better!" Witty words laughed.

Mu Tingya was speechless.

Others say that it has all the color and flavor, but there is no color and no fragrance, do you still expect it to have a taste?

She pointed to the porridge from Beppu on the table and asked, "Miaoyan, why did they send me porridge?" It's not like there's nothing to eat. ”

Wonderful words and Xiaoqing were collectively speechless.

Miss Feelings doesn't know what day it is today?

Laba Festival is to send the porridge cooked by home to relatives and friends to share together, and even on this day, the housewife has to cook porridge for her family to eat.

Mu Tingya is like a curious baby, she really doesn't know.

And so. Miaoyan and Xiaoqing gave her the knowledge of the Laba Festival.

After hearing this, she exclaimed: "Ah, everyone else gave it to us, but we didn't send it back." Isn't that rude? ”

Miao Yan was even more speechless, and she said, "Miss, don't you know that the housekeeper has already arranged everything?" The Anguo Mansion was sent, and the General's Mansion was also sent, and the Rui Wang's Mansion, Prince Rui's Mansion, Guanhuaju, and these mansions that had a relationship with the young lady, the housekeeper sent someone to send Laba porridge. ”

Mu Tingya breathed a sigh of relief. Meng Chenyi was still considerate and found a good housekeeper for her, so she didn't have to worry about these trivial matters.

Mu Tingya pointed to the black porridge on the table and asked Miaoyan: "This can't be made for me by your eldest lady, right?" ”

Miao Yan shook his head and nodded.

"What do you mean?" Mu Tingya asked.

The witty words are truthful: "It's for you to drink, but not for me." ”

"Who's that?" Mu Tingya was puzzled, who can make the porridge look like this? She said she was drunk too!

"Master." Seeing that she really couldn't guess, Miao Yan had to explain honestly.

"What?" Mu Tingya was directly startled.

"You said this was boiled by Meng Chenyi?"

Witty nodded.

Mu Tingya looked at this black laba porridge, and suddenly felt that this porridge became more and more beautiful, and she secretly thought to herself in her heart, it turned out that this porridge was attractive.

No wonder he got up early and went to cook porridge for himself.

Although the porridge was ugly, it was his heart, and she said that she had received love from him.

Clever words: "Miss, this is the first time the master has cooked porridge and Laba porridge, but I didn't expect it to look like this." Originally, the master had to cook it for the second time, but the emperor sent someone to invite the master into the palace, but the master didn't have time to cook the second pot and left. Before the master left, I asked me to pour out this bowl of porridge, and I brought it to Miss on my own initiative, and Miss won't blame me, right? ”

"No, it won't." Mu Tingya took the porridge and said, "I want to thank you!" ”

"Miss doesn't blame me." Miao Yan also breathed a sigh of relief.

With so much porridge, she couldn't finish it alone, so she simply asked Miaoyan and Xiaoqing to sit down and eat together.

She ate the black laba porridge that belonged to her, although there was a mushy taste in her mouth, and some of the rice was still a little hard, but her heart was sweet.

The person who can get Meng Chenyi to cook porridge and eat it by himself is the only one in the world!

If a husband is like this, can a husband be regained?

It wasn't until there was not a single grain of rice left in the bowl that Mu Tingya put down the bowl.

Sometimes when eating, it is not the food itself that is eaten, but the human touch contained in the food.

Therefore, Mu Tingya can eat a whole bowl of porridge that is actually very difficult to eat.

Just because he cooked it for her, she must eat it to feel the love of each other.

He loved her, so he washed his hands and made soup for her.

She loves him, so she can eat it even if it's unpalatable.

Love, in fact, is very simple. (To be continued.) )