Chapter Forty-Six: Grab the roasted sweet potato with the King of Yan

"I've taken my revenge, she's hurt, and it's hard to walk these days."

She was quite light-handed, but she only hurt her, but didn't abolish her.

"Do you know how to heal?"

"No, it won't."

She didn't lie, she only knew the muscles and bones of the human body, because she learned to kill people.

"I thought you could heal. That woman in Weiyang refused to come down from Canglan Mountain......"

Lou Yiqing seemed to think of something annoying, and instantly lost his funny thoughts, he waved his hand at Lin Yunran, "Okay, you can go back." When you are hungry, come to the spring garden and eat with me. ”

Cut!

Lin Yunran pursed his lips and left Lou Yiqing's words behind.

She is not stupid, she knows what it means to be a tree, not to mention that she is still an undercover agent, can't she find death?

After Lou Yiqing left, she dug up two more sweet potatoes and carried them back to the winter garden.

The fire is lit, and the sweet potato is thrown into it.

The aroma of food wafted down the open window to the Yan King's room.

Lin Yunran was eating happily, and suddenly saw a figure shaking outside the door, and suddenly became nervous.

This figure looks much more burly than Cold Marks, and it definitely won't be him.

Could it be that Xing Nuan's good friend is looking for trouble with her?

Just when she was worried, a figure turned into two, and a cold voice came, "Xia Zhi, open the door." ”

If one of these two people is a cold mark, then isn't the other ...... The Flame King?

When the door opened, the Yan King's gaze was very cold on her.

"When you see the prince, you still don't salute?"

The cold marks on the side reminded her.

Only then did Lin Yunran react and knelt on the ground to give Long Yan a flying salute.

"No need to be polite, get up." The Yan King waved his hand at her, like that, it was no different from chasing flies.

Don't be polite, your uncle, why don't you say it when she's not kneeling?

"You're baking sweet potatoes?"

"The slave and maid are new, so they must not be bullied, they cannot go to the kitchen to eat, and they can only support themselves." Lin Yunran explained.

"Why, the people in Luoxia Villa are no different from the outside, do they like to bully newcomers?" When King Yan heard this, he smiled, strode to the oven, and picked up the sweet potato.

Lin Yunran saw him grasping the sweet potato with his bare hands, and his heart tightened.

Oh yes!

Here's my ration for today!

What if you eat me?

Lin Yunran would never have dreamed that she, an elite killer in the 21st century, would actually grab sweet potatoes to eat with a prince here!

"If the prince wants to eat, he can also order the kitchen to prepare, the slave maid is too simple here, I'm afraid the taste won't be too good......"

"No need, this king will eat this today!" Lin Yunran's words were interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"But ......"

"Don't you understand what this king said?" There was anger in the Yan King's eyes.

Watching King Yan peel off the large pieces of skin from the sweet potatoes she had worked so hard to bake, Lin Yunran was so angry that he smoked.

Dare to rob her of her cloud-dyed things, King Yan will have to double it back in the future!

Leng Zhen saw that she was puffing out, her cheeks were like buns, her brows were furrowed, and she said loudly:

"The prince is angry, she is a new maid, she doesn't understand anything, why should the prince be angry with her? Why don't your subordinates move everything over and let the prince enjoy it in the room? ”

Leng Zhen knew that if King Yan was angry, what would happen to Lin Yunran, so he immediately came out to help her speak.

"Okay, let's move in." King Yan got up, and when he passed by Lin Yunran, he turned his head to look at her, his eyes as sharp as a falcon.

Your uncle, I robbed my aunt and grandmother's things, and you dare to be so arrogant, if you don't find a chance to return it in the future, my aunt and grandmother, I will be sorry for Yun Ran's killer identity!

Lin Yunran was like a puffer fish that was puffing up and instantly deflated, swallowed his anger, and pulled out a smiling face, "Congratulations to the prince!"

King Yan snorted coldly and walked out quickly, as if there was something dirty in her room.