Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, the crown princess is worthy of being the crown princess, such a highness can resist it, and it is really powerful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I don't know where the little snake came out, with the big red flowers of last night crookedly on its head, and a fat oily chicken leg in its mouth, crooked and twisted, a pair of black eyes, but staring at the temple door with blazing eyes.

Mo Yi's face was dark, and he was a snake.

The sound lasted for almost two hours, and the final result was that Xiahou Mobing was dressed in a clean and free dark blue brocade robe, opened the temple door in a good mood, and strode out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally did not forget to turn around and close the temple door.

Mo Yi rolled his eyes and looked overhead, it was indeed time for lunch......

"Go and prepare something to eat, be light."

Just as Mo Yi sighed, Xiahou Mo Bing had already walked to his side.

"Yes......"

"Slow ......down" Xiahou Mo Bing raised his hand to stop Mo Yi, pursed his thin lips, frowned with his slender brows, a trace of softness flashed on his face, and he didn't say anything, he left with a step, and his pace was very brisk.

Mo Yi followed behind Xiahou Mo Bing suspiciously, why didn't he want it?

When the sun sets, it is already evening, and the entire East Palace is lit up.

In the Snow Ink Palace, the ink stone floor is dyed with warmth, a peaceful quiet, and the soft candlelight overflowing from the glass lamps is sprinkled throughout the hall.

Murong Xue was lying on the bed, only revealing a smooth jade neck, her head was buried in the soft pillow, and she could only see a little side face, and the whole person was like a mess of mud, spread out softly on the bed, weak, and she didn't even bother to move her fingers.

Xiahou Mobing leaned sideways on the soft couch not far away, holding a scroll in his hand, but his eyes glanced at the bulging hill bag on the bed from time to time.

Xiahou Mobing couldn't help but hook her lips and smile, it seemed that Xue'er was really tired last night, her eyes narrowed, an unknown flame rose in her eyes, and she carefully looked at the figure opposite inch by inch, the arc outlined by the brocade quilt along her body, it seemed that she could feel the slight ups and downs of her breathing, Xiahou Mobing smiled in a low voice, he was closing his eyes at the moment, and he could know what it was like under the quilt......

Thinking of this, Xiahou Mobing raised his eyebrows, don't worry, spare her now, there will be time in the future, take your time.

Xiahou Mobing lowered his eyebrows and glanced at a bowl of porridge on the jade plate in front of him, forget it, let's wait for Xue'er to get up and eat it, this little lazy pig, if you call her now, it is estimated that she will fight with him, Xiahou Mobing shook his head helplessly, and continued to hold the book, seemingly reading it carefully.

I don't know how long it took, Murong Xue on the bed finally moved, moved slowly, leaned out of the soft pillow, opened a thin slit with difficulty, and bumped into a pair of smiling black eyes head-on, her eyes blinked, how did she think this scene was familiar?

Murong Xue's mind turned, and her sleepy eyes were a little confused, oh, she remembered, that time, when she was in the mausoleum, she was also like this, Mo was also holding a book like this, but his eyes were staring at her all the time.

However, at that time, he was still injured, worried, and a little cautious, but today, the red fruit in his eyes was very much too bad to eat Murong Xue into his stomach.

"Cher, finally woke up?"

I don't know when, Xiahou Mobing has already come to the bedside, looking at her with a confused face, that crimson face, that stupid look, almost didn't make Xiahou Mobing crazy, with his low cough, a bowl of porridge appeared in front of Murong Xue's eyes.

Seeing the food, Murong Xue finally sobered up, her stomach growled, she seemed to be hungry for a day, her beautiful eyes opened, and she glared at the man next to her fiercely, why is he in better and better spirits, but he is half-dead, and he is weak.

Seeing this, Xiahou Mobing picked her up from the bed, and she was pulled up with a shake, and Murong Xue subconsciously pulled the brocade quilt on her chest.

"I've seen everything that should be seen, what else is there to cover for Cher......"

Xiahou Mobing's smiling words came from his ears, as well as his sharp eyes, and he also looked Murong Xue up and down, it was difficult to ignore it.

"Xiahou Mobing!" Murong Xue gritted his teeth, his eyes were annoyed, and he couldn't wait to see a bowl of porridge on his proud face.

It's just that after glancing at the bowl of porridge that seemed to be very delicious, forget it, let's fill my stomach first, Murong Xue glanced at him, raised his hand and picked up the porcelain bowl in front of him, and his slender and white arms were full of dense traces.

Xue'er's body was full of traces of him, and thinking of this, Xiahou Mobing's heart was even more beautiful.

Xiahou Mobing hooked his lips and smiled, got up on the couch, and pressed her naked back to his chest, but his eyes were nervously watching the movements of her hands.

Just took a sip and put it in his mouth and took a sip, Murong Xue frowned, this tastes so strange, is it a change of chef in the palace? How does it feel weird, is it...... Boiled paste?

"What? Yes, it's not tasty? ”

Looking at her frowning brows, Xiahou Mobing seemed to ask casually, and he felt apprehensive in his heart.

However, those hesitant and nervous words, how could Murong Xue not hear a little crampedness in his words, his eyes lit up, it turned out that this was the case, this awkward man, it turned out that the cook of the palace had been replaced by their noble Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Murong Xue faintly curled the corners of her lips, and her hand holding the porcelain bowl did not move, but she didn't speak, making Xiahou Mobing anxious.

Hmph,╭(╯^╰)╮ makes you proud, you know you're in a hurry now, right?

"It's not delicious, forget it, I'll go and order, let's make something else......"

Seeing that she had been frowning, Xiahou Mobing reached out and wanted to grab the bowl in her hand.

Murong Xue raised her hand and dodged his hand, "It's a little unpalatable, but it just so happens that I'm hungry, so I'll eat it." ”

After drinking, the porcelain bowl was put on the jade plate, shaking his head and disgusted: "This is the new cook, the taste is really strange, or the previous cook is better." ”

Hearing this, Xiahou Mobing's face was a little dull, and his thin lips pursed, what he made was really so unpalatable? He knew that he was indeed tired of Xue'er, so he wanted to make something himself, to make up for it, he did it step by step, this bowl looked the best, but, looking at Xue'er's wrinkled face, it seems that this is indeed very unpalatable?

Just as Xiahou Mobing was contemplating his eyebrows and thinking about what he had done wrong, there was a suppressed laugh in his ears.

Xiahou Mobing lowered his eyes suspiciously, and then met Murong Xue's crystal eyes, which were radiant, like stars, but the cunning that flashed by happened to be carefully looked at by Xiahou Mobing.

"Hehe......"

Murong Xue grabbed his shirt and smiled proudly, I just know how to toss me when I call you, I call you proud, hum! But seriously, I really don't dare to compliment that taste, I'm afraid that only she can eat it. (To be continued.) )