Although Xia Yimeng's age is indeed young, she still doesn't like others to always talk about his age, so she doesn't believe that if she says to Mu Linghan, "You are so old, can you live in peace, don't have anything to do." ”

Can he not be angry?

"What kind of eyes are you, where did I provoke you again."

If it is said that eyes can kill, then at this moment, there are ten thousand silver knives bursting out of Xia Yimeng's eyes and shooting at him, and the knives are deadly.

"I have kind eyes."

Xia Yimeng moved, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile that made people get goosebumps after reading it.

"Steward Lin, you will find someone to send the account books that are often used on weekdays to my study in a while, the humidity here is too heavy and it is not good for Xiaomeng's health, just let her keep accounts in my study in the future."

Mu Linghan took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently covered his nose, the damp smell made him feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you for your concern, I haven't been delicate enough yet."

Anyway, she also grew up practicing martial arts since she was a child, and she still has this ability to resist.

Mu Linghan didn't continue to argue with her, but took her little hand naturally: "Let's go, let's go for dinner, after the rain, the weather is cold and wet, and I specially ordered someone to give you chicken soup." ”

At this moment, Xia Yimeng was entangled in his heart, should he shake off his hand domineeringly, or should he seek perfection in order to eat the grievances?

But before she could make a decision, she was already pulled out of the account room by Mu Linghan, holding an umbrella with one hand and holding her shoulder tightly with the other, for fear that she would be caught in the rain.

"Isn't Steward Lin with us?"

Xia Yimeng turned his head to look at Lin Ran, who was standing in front of the door and quietly watching the two of them.

"Lord and Princess go back first, I'll clean up here and then go back."

He smiled and saluted them.

Mu Linghan didn't speak all the way, just quietly hugged her shoulders, his expression was indifferent, he couldn't tell what he was thinking at all, and after thinking about it again, Xia Yimeng asked in a low voice, "Does your head still hurt?" ”

Being smashed hard by the jade pillow would hurt for a few days, but Mu Linghan didn't say anything, just reached out and gently rubbed the hair on her forehead.

"Aren't you mad at me?"

Being treated so gently by Mu Linghan, she also realized that her attitude today was a little arrogant, embarrassing him in front of so many people.

"I was quite angry at the time, I really wanted to beat you up, but I didn't feel anything after I calmed down, because your character is like this, what do you say and do things without thinking about the consequences without thinking about the consequences, from the day I received the holy decree, I was mentally prepared to endure your character."

Originally, I thought that I would still dine with the concubines in the evening, but who knew that Mu Linghan said that he wanted to be alone with her, so he ordered someone to send the meal to the room of the two of them, looking at the delicious food on the table, Xia Yimeng's love and hate, bitterness and tiredness were all left behind at once.

"Come and taste the craftsmanship of my royal chef."

Mu Linghan personally served her a bowl of chicken soup.

I don't know if it's unintentional or intentional, Xia Yimeng always feels that he puts the "chef"

Two words are extraordinarily heavy.

She picked up the soup and savored it: "It tastes really good, but it's still far worse than my mother's stewed chicken." ”

While praising others, don't forget to bring your own family.

"Oh? I don't know how much the lady's craftsmanship is different from that of the mother. ”

Mu Linghan raised his eyebrows and teased her.

Xia Yimeng knew that he deliberately didn't help her at noon, and wanted to see her jokes when the time came.