And His Royal Highness King Chen has been living an ascetic life since he opened the meat. Every day, the beautiful and fragrant daughter-in-law sways in front of her, but she must be affectionate and polite, and His Royal Highness King Chen's heart is not to be mentioned.

Su Zimo stroked his sleeves, put on a straight face, pinched the paper and went into the house to find a national teacher, and asked him to be sure to set the auspicious day for marriage with Emperor Devon on the tenth day of the first month of March.

If there is a national teacher, even if the time is tight and in a hurry, Emperor Devon and even the Empress and Princess Min and others will not feel inappropriate.

When Su Zimo entered, the national teacher poured red clothes like fire, and was sitting on a chair, twisting honey silk jujube cake to eat, his index finger was white, and the golden pastry set off his fingertips more and more crystal clear. And the white tiger snow group was lying on the ground, holding a tea bowl, his head was about to drill into the bowl, and his throat made a snoring sound of joy.

"Master." Su Zimo arched his hand.

"I've told you many times, you and I are just kings and ministers now. You are the prince, and I am still the national teacher. The national teacher's tone was light and cold, "Sit down!" ”

Su Zimo found a chair, lifted his robe, and slowly sat down. "But you have taught me to be a teacher for one day and a father for life."

Hearing this, the national teacher's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, looked at him lightly, and sighed slightly in his heart. This child, he knew when he first taught him, obviously looked indifferent and square, but he was the most affectionate.

He swallowed the pastry, the sweet taste spread in his mouth, but the national teacher felt a bitterness in his throat, he closed his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth lightly, "This girl is very good, very suitable for you." ”

"Hmm." Su Zimo talked about Mu Lingluo, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were slightly rippling with softness, and even the cold lines on his cheeks softened slightly. "She's the best."

"If you can like it, that's good." The national teacher sighed, "Your mother has broken her heart for you, and in the future, you can finally let it go." ”

Su Zimo bowed his head, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the sorrow that could not be dispersed in the eyes of the national teacher, he paused, but still couldn't help but say: "Please take care of your body." ”

When the national teacher heard this, he was slightly stunned, and there was a moment of trance in his vision, and after a while, he said slowly: "I'm fine." After so many years...... "That man can't get better after all."

Although Su Zimo never knew what happened to the person that the national teacher had been focusing on for a long time, he heard that he was seriously ill and had not recovered for so many years. He said tentatively, "Why don't you let Ah Luo come and take a look?" She knows a little bit about the art of Qi Huang, and she must be able to cure that person ......."

He had never seen the man, so he never knew what to call him. And the national teacher never mentioned it, he also learned about it from Uncle Li by chance, and at this time, he could only call him that person.

The national teacher was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up slightly, and then dimmed again, as if the bright stars were dim in an instant. He closed his eyes, "No, I think, her medical skills can't match mine!" ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he couldn't help but say a word. Su Zimo has learned a lot of things with the national teacher, so he naturally knows that the national teacher is proficient in medical skills, and Mu Lingluo's idea ability came to him, but it was just an axe. Even he can't cure people, let alone Mu Lingluo?

"I trespassed."

The national teacher didn't say this anymore, he changed the topic, and asked slowly: "Have you seen the wedding date?" Can the two of them agree? ”

Su Zimo nodded, and said without shame: "Well, the tenth day of the first month of March." I'm sorry to tell my father. ”

It is also thanks to Su Zimo that he was taught by the national teacher, so he naturally got this first-hand information. Otherwise, this auspicious day is in the hands of Emperor Devon, naturally we have to think about it, according to the wedding preparations, it is naturally more appropriate to August 12, and it will not be so rushed.

The national teacher looked at Su Zimo deeply, and he saw his mind clearly, like a feather fan's eyelashes trembling slightly, and he bowed his head, "I know." ”

And at that time, Mu Lingluo couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the dusty kitchen.

Uncle Li rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "That, Ah Luo, don't be weird." I and the national teacher are not good at this kind of cooking, in the past, at most we cooked porridge to eat, and I couldn't do anything else, so it was inevitable that there would be some dirt in this dining room......"

Mu Lingluo twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, Uncle Li, I, I'll clean up." By the way, can I let my maid in? I don't think there's anything in the kitchen, so I'm going to have to buy some groceries or something and come back to make ......."

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice. Mu Lingluo really didn't know how the national teacher and Uncle Li lived in the past, this kitchen was smooth, except for some tea, rice, oil and salt, vegetables and meat were not there at all.

Uncle Li listened to the food, his eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yes." But she came in alone. ”

Mu Lingluo knew the rules of the national teacher, so he went out and called Biluo to buy some vegetables and meat, and he rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the kitchen.

Speaking of which, since she returned to Beijing, she has not done these things in person for a long time, and there are maids and wives to help her in everything. But now I don't feel unfamiliar to do it, but this kitchen has not been cleaned for a long time, and it is inevitable that it will be wasted. Biluo wanted to help, but she stopped her.

After cleaning up, Mu Lingluo began to prepare to burn firewood for cooking, during this period, in order to show respect, in addition to letting Biluo burn the fire, she did it herself.

Uncle Li watched from the sidelines, very satisfied.

When the food was served, after Uncle Li ate it, he was even more amazed, and even Fang Cai's still cold and indifferent and noble national teacher had a faint look of satisfaction on his face, obviously Mu Lingluo did this very much to their taste.

And Mu Lingluo and Su Zimo were left for a meal, and then left.

Mu Lingluo looked at the door that slowly closed behind her, standing alone in the innermost courtyard of the alley, thinking of the indifferent national teacher and the kind Uncle Li, as well as the cold pot and cold stove, she couldn't help sighing. "The great hidden in the city, Amo, the national teacher is the biggest hermit in this world."

Su Zimo pursed his thin lips, and was about to speak, when Xu Gui suddenly stepped forward and whispered a few words softly in his ear, before retreating to the side.

When Su Zimo heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Lingluo frowned at him and asked puzzledly.

Su Zimo looked at her with concern, her thin lips softened slightly, and she said slowly: "Xie Zhao and your sister have news." ”