Chapter 475 Another general taste

When he met her, it was his robbery, he had no way out, knowing that he couldn't get into her heart and couldn't keep her, he still had no regrets.

In his life, he can touch his beloved once, and then, he will give everything he has, even if it is a moth to the fire, it is not a rich taste, he is willing to live like this, and he will live like this.

People, rare to live in the clouds, like him so clearly, clearly lived for half a lifetime, now I just want to be impulsive once, experience the taste of being trapped by love.

At three o'clock that day, Mu Haoran had already woken up, his face was yellow, and he couldn't stop howling in pain because of the wound on his body, and he burst into tears.

Mu Qianxun cherished and was even more pleased, he would finally cry and make trouble, and he would return to normal, holding his light and delicate body, sad and happy.

Of the five babies who were brought back, the next three survived, all of them were crying and noisy, and a room full of people were busy and anxious.

Since they have been abandoned, and since they are destined for her, Mu Qianxun has no intention of leaving them behind, so he might as well take them back to Fanning, or Xia Guo, and leave them a life, so he might as well give them another home.

The lives of the same outcasts, included in the Xingya Pavilion, is their best destination, learn a skill, no one can deceive.

The next day, the sky was drowsy, and the light rain did not pour, and it was time for the two dead babies to be buried, otherwise this hot spring day, in a few days, would rot.

Thinking that Ghost Yi's weakness has not healed, he didn't intend to be alarmed, but Ghost Yi had expected it, so he had to follow it unrelentingly.

said that the person who died under his hands, he wanted to send him a ride, but he couldn't help it, so he had to respond.

Mu Youchen held a huge straw mat, holding a pickaxe and a shovel, and let the dripping light rain hang a layer of fine water droplets on his face.

Ling Ze was holding two dead babies in his arms, while Mu Qianxun was holding an oil umbrella and supporting Ghost Yi, walking slowly towards an open place in the forest.

Ghost Yi bluntly refused Mu Youchen's care, and secretly enjoyed like a child at this time, but Mu Youchen didn't care.

His love is straightforward, continuous, indisputable, although it is close in front of him, but he is always in a distant corner, silently watching, and has never really stepped between him and Mu Qianxun.

Recalling what Ghost Yi had done for Mu Qianxun, he still felt a little uneasy after all, and treated her better, even more.

Ling Ze and Mu Youchen were busy digging pits, and Mu Qianxun leaned against a bamboo tree with Ghost Yi in his arms and looked around, leaving his face and sighing faintly.

The cyan robe, wearing a dark green cloak, the whole person is still shaky, and it looks like it may fall apart at any time, and the emaciated cheeks are white and miserable.

Yesterday, Guiyi gave her seven prescriptions, she boiled seven pairs of medicines one after another, and he drank seven pairs of medicines, but his body still did not improve.

The rain in the forest still couldn't hide the pungent smell of herbs on his body, and for a while, sour feelings came to his heart.

After being silent for a long time, Ghost Yi suddenly opened her hand sideways, squinted her eyes slightly, and asked her:

"Let's go down the mountain this time, let me go with you, okay?"

The narrow peach blossom eyes are reddish, and the miserable white face is even whiter, pursed thin lips, and is serious.

He wouldn't take her seriously, he just wanted her words, a word that would allow him to stay with her for a few more days, and she knew his heart, which was enough for him.

The hand holding the oil umbrella trembled slightly, lowered his eyes, and didn't even dare to meet his eyes, and between his words, he was at a loss:

"Well, if you don't feel the complexity of the world, then you will be together. ”

She didn't know whether to refuse, her heart was full, and she should know the reason to decide, but if she refused his only request, what could she pay him back.

allowed him to accompany him, and then looked at her and Mu Youchenlang's love affair, and it was a different kind of cruelty, thinking about it left and right, it was all unfair to him.

Ghost Yi's voice was not deliberately suppressed, Mu Youchen's gaze came to him, he couldn't tell clearly, he obviously heard it.

In the evening, Mu Qianxun patronized and took care of Mu Haoran, and only took a few bites of food.

Mu Qianxun was very worried about her body, and seeing her increasingly thin appearance, she couldn't help but feel distressed, and went into the kitchen for the first time.

Ghost Yixing's medical skills are good, and he makes good dishes, however, Ghost Yi is proficient, he doesn't know anything at all, Xu is competitive, Xu is Guiyi's outstanding, which really makes him panic.

Listening to the ping-pong movement in the kitchen, Mu Qianxun couldn't help but smile indifferently, the waves in her heart were all stirred up by her, but she was powerless to calm down.

Looking at the billowing smoke rising from the chimney, Mu Haoran, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, was stunned.

A bowl of noodles, Mu Youchen tossed for two hours, Ling Ze took Mo Xian to hide in the house and pretended to be deaf, peeping from time to time, and his heart was horrified.

The hot face was placed in front of Mu Qianxun, and Mu Qianxun came back to his senses, his eyes swept over Mu Youchen, and he smiled softly, his eyes were full of helpless smiles.

The slender big hands, covered with hard scum, the ink-colored clothes stained with dots of flour, stared at her expectantly, and the bright eyes were even brighter.

There was a whole small basin of noodles, holding the chopsticks, but Mu Qianxun didn't dare to invite Mu Youchen to taste it together, for fear that the taste of the noodles would not be satisfactory.

The noodles in the bowl were unevenly thick, and in a few moments, they had become a whole piece, and the noodle soup was sticky and thick.

The saltiness is suitable, the layer full of oil, the color of golden gold, the entrance is greasy, and the eggs that are beaten into it turn into droplets, and you can't see the original appearance.

After eating this bite, the next bite was soft and silky, and he couldn't hold it, so Mu Qianxun had to directly hold the bowl to eat.

Obviously, it is the noodles that are hard and overcooked, so they are so gluten-free, although the taste is not satisfactory, but the sweetness of the heart is incomparable to any delicacy.

He could put up an apron for her and enter the kitchen, how could she pick and choose, and swallowed two bowls hard, and the noodles in the basin were at the bottom, so she could be regarded as putting aside the dishes and chopsticks.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the satisfied smile on the corner of Mu Qianxun's mouth, his lips were moistened by the soup, shining with a shining light, Ghost Yi smiled bitterly, turned around and entered the house, and even closed the door as slightly as possible.

Even if he is a good man with both hands, even if the dishes he makes are full of color and flavor, so what, he still can't match his clumsy cooking skills and please her.

thought that he could be calm in the face of his husband and wife, but now that he looks, he still overestimates himself.

At the beginning, it was an ordinary taste to see them lingering and kissing, but now seeing them with a strong honey is another ordinary taste, and he, throughout his life, can no longer escape this taste of love......

Touching his round belly, it's time to clean up the mess, Mu Youchen is cooking for the first time, and it is not easy to do this.

It is rumored that people who can't cook can tear down the kitchen or ...... ordered, the kitchen that had been ruined by Mu Youchen, except for a mess, fortunately, there was no damage to any objects.

The floor, the stove, and the kitchen utensils are all spread out of flour, and this meal of noodles, to say the least, has ruined half a bag of flour, which is really evil......

The noodle soup is all pasted on the wall of the pot, a thick, white layer, Mu Qianxun pulls the corners of his mouth, and his sideburns hurt, sure enough, this mess is not so easy to handle.

"Husband?"

"Huh?"

"From now on...... You still don't want to enter this kitchen, let the concubine serve you. ”

“......”

Mu Haoran's injuries gradually improved, except for being thinner, everything was fine, the wound on his heart was scarred, and he was coated with an ointment prepared by Ghost Yi, saying that the scar could be removed over time.

Mu Qianxun once asked Guiyi why he didn't use the blood of the two dead babies to heal Mu Haoran that day.

Ghost Yi only said, the blood of the two dead babies is different from Mu Haoran's blood, and if he forcibly changes it, he is afraid of being resisted and hurting his life, so he can't use it, and it just so happens that his blood can be fused with Mu Haoran's blood.

Mu Qianxun was puzzled, since ancient times, there has been a method of recognizing relatives with blood, and blood fusion is a rumor that blood is bone and blood, why, Ghost Yi actually said that the blood of him and Mu Haoran can be fused.

In fact, it is not, blood dripping in water can be blended, but in the ghostly way, only blood of the same nature can be blended, and the blood that is not a blood relative in the world is almost the same, which has been rumored since ancient times, which is absurd.

Mu Qianxun asked again, why didn't she take the blood of her husband and wife, Ghost Yi smiled slyly, and told her that in order to let Mu Haoran's body also flow his blood, such a coincidental time is only once.

Today, the spring is very good, Mu Qianxun hugged Mu Haoran in the front yard to breathe, and Ye Chen hugged Xin Yan to accompany him, talking and laughing, so happy, it seems that the haze of the previous days has been left behind.

simply, living in the forest, doing nothing, even trivial things such as playing some game, were robbed by Mo Xian, and Ling Ze could only watch the night and stare dryly.

Recently, looking at Yechen's love for Xin Yan in every way, he actually had an illusion of falling out of favor, and it was even more strange that he was a father coldly.

Mu Qianxun's thoughts moved, since the accident, she understood that everything needs to be done as soon as possible, and later it will change, looking at Yechen's eyes, implicitly abnormal:

"Ye Chen, after returning to Fanning, I will definitely give you two a beautiful marriage, which will be the envy of the entire tribe. ”

Mu Qianxun's words were too abrupt, and Ye Chen was only stunned, and his fair face was dyed with a touch of crimson.

It is rare that in the face of his life's events, Ling Ze has a demeanor that is not shocked everywhere, frowns slightly, and hesitates:

"Don't say it, a small banquet is enough, the princess's heart, Ling Ze thanked him. ”

Mu Qianxun was slightly surprised, but Ye Chen was clear at the moment, and looked back and smiled:

"Okay, let us do it to you, and we won't make a big deal about it. ”

Don't twist, don't get angry, don't question, Yechen is so quiet and casual, Ling Ze feels ashamed:

"I've wronged you. ”

Ling Ze's palm was heavily placed on Ye Chen's shoulder, the guilt in his eyes was sincere, Ye Chen turned his head away, and his face didn't care.

"What is there to be wronged about, if you don't treat me well, I won't want you to have a good time, who let you provoke me. ”

Ye Chen knew that Ling Ze and Mo Xian were really brothers who were born and died, he didn't want Mo Xian to feel uncomfortable in his heart, and it was the regret of Mo Xian's life, and he couldn't salt his wounds.

Anyway, this life is for two people, the superficial scenery, it is useless for her to come, she can find a sincere person, why covet the superficial scenery.

Mu Qianxun is not a stupid person, she came and went, but she also understood a little, and her heart ached, it was she who did not scruple about Ling Ze, and apologized:

"I didn't mention it, I didn't think about it. ”

The spring is very good, and my heart has added a little heaviness, I just hope that such sadness will not come back again.