The prince's bedroom is very large, and it is more than enough to use the outer room as a temporary study.

Qingyun moved the vases, tea sets, and fruit plates on the table of the Eight Immortals aside, and put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table, and asked His Royal Highness the Prince who was sitting in a daze.

Mo Chang came back to his senses and glanced at the changed table of the Eight Immortals.

“…… Can you come back? Mo Chang asked casually, the name in front of him was vague, and Qingyun didn't hear it clearly.

Qingyun cautiously guessed, "Your Highness, are you asking Miss Lu?" ”

Mo Chang was dissatisfied, and reprimanded: "You don't know if you don't say it? Want to go to the latrine? ”

Qingyun: "......"

Why did the prince always threaten him to clean the latrine? Wasn't it enough to sweep before? Recently, Shizi has a big temper, and he can't stand it anymore.

Qingyun felt aggrieved and replied, "Back to Your Highness, my subordinates met Miss Lu when they came back from the study. ”

Mo Changju's face softened slightly, "Then why didn't she come over?" ”

He thought, if Lu Yunyao knew that he was in the bedroom, he should have rushed over, why hasn't he come over yet.

Mo Chang looked at Qingyun suspiciously, "What did you tell her?" ”

Qingyun said diligently: "Naturally, it is the order of the prince, doesn't the prince not want Miss Lu to come over to serve?" ”

Mo Changju's face suddenly darkened, "Didn't I let you talk to her?" ”

Qingyun was taken aback by his suddenly changed face, full of grievances, "How dare your subordinates disobey the world, Miss Lu is so smart that she can guess it." ”

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is also difficult to serve, he doesn't want Miss Lu to come for a while, and he wants him to come for a while, and his mind is simply changing.

Qingyun was originally by the side of the prince and was quite handy, but now he has repeatedly witnessed the scene of the prince's change of face, and he has been honed into a punching bag.

Seeing that the prince seemed to have swallowed a ** bag, Qingyun took the initiative to say before he spoke: "The prince wants to punish his subordinates to go down and clean the toilet for a few days?" ”

Mo Changju was choked and even more annoyed.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard three soft knocks on the door.

"Your Highness, Yun Yao made lotus seed and lotus root powder soup and sent it over for you to taste."

Mo Chang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Qingyun.

Qingyun spread his hands, his expression was full of innocence, he didn't let him do it.

"Don't make a sound." Mo Changju warned Qingyun softly, and Qingyun nodded violently, standing in the corner of the room, narrowing his presence.

Then, he looked at the difficult His Royal Highness the Prince with his own eyes, and changed from annoyance to joy.

That's right, it's stealing.

Although it is not obvious, the corners of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World have happiness written on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his whole face is not as ugly as just now, obviously happy for Lu Yunyao's show of weakness.

Qingyun couldn't believe it, this was the son he was waiting for on weekdays?

The son of the world who shakes his face at every turn, has a poisonous tongue and forgiveness?

If Qingyun hadn't covered his mouth vigorously, he would have screamed in surprise.

But he also knew that if he really ruined this scene, he was afraid that he would have to live in a latrine for the rest of his life.

"Who told you I like to drink rock sugar lotus root soup?"

Mo Chang decided to circle around the Eight Immortals Table for half a circle, and turned to the direction near the door before sitting down, his tone was flat.

If Qingyun hadn't seen the corners of Shizi's mouth raised slightly, he would definitely think that Shizi was expressing dissatisfaction when he said this.

And the people outside the door did not deter from this.

"It was Yun Yao who pestered her aunt, and she had to tell me that her Royal Highness didn't like sweets since she was a child, and only rock sugar lotus root soup was an exception, so Yun Yao went to the dining room to make it herself, and wanted Her Highness to taste it."

Lu Yunyao's voice was soft and coquettish, flowing in through the doors and windows, which was very refreshing.

Mo Chang squinted his eyes and didn't answer.

"Your Highness," Lu Yunyao said cautiously, "Can I come in?" ”

There was still silence, no sound.

Lu Yunyao was bold, "Yun Yao came in?" ”

The door of the house was pushed open with a creak, Lu Yunyao walked in with a soup bowl, and at a glance saw Mo Changju, who was not far from him, and was slightly startled.

The prince is so close, why didn't he answer?

As for Qingyun, he had already given full play to his strengths, and he was relieved when he touched the wall and touched it.

Lu Yunyao approached, gently rested the soup bowl on the table of the Eight Immortals, and met Mo Changdu's gaze.

Mo Changdu's face had long been stiffened before she opened the door, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line.

"I didn't let you in."

Lu Yunyao was much more relieved, the prince didn't drive people out in person, so he could still be saved.

"But His Highness didn't say that he wouldn't let him in, since he didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence."

Mo Changju snorted coldly, "You are also so sharp in front of your grandmother?" ”

He tilted his head, ignoring the sweet soup she had pushed.

Lu Yunyao bit her lip and remembered what Aunt Yan had said to her.

Lu Yunyao lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttered, and two tears fell after a while.

Mo Chang paused, turned his head to look at her, and said irritably: "Did I scold you, or did I beat you, what are you crying about?" ”

As soon as she cried, he couldn't hold it back and couldn't help but soften his heart.

Mo Chang definitely wondered if she had given herself a Gu, and her first-class tears were distressed.

Lu Yunyao sniffled, and her voice was aggrieved.

"For the sake of the relationship between His Royal Highness and the old lady, Yun Yao put all her grievances in her heart, and no one confided in her, so she was a little sad."

She raised her hand to wipe her tears and smiled reluctantly, "Yun Yao just didn't hold back for a while, Your Highness forgive me." ”

Lu Yunyao stuffed the spoon into Mo Changdu's hand, and begged, "Your Highness, don't you taste Yun Yao's craftsmanship?" ”

Mo Changju hesitated for a moment, saw her red eyes, and finally picked up the bowl of rock sugar lotus root noodle soup and tasted it.

"Not bad." Mo Chang said stiffly.

It's so sweet, so sweet that it falls out of your teeth.

Mo Chang decided that he didn't like sweets, and the rock sugar lotus root soup could only accept a slightly sweet taste, and it was torture to drink such a sip.

But after seeing Lu Yunyao and hearing his evaluation, he smiled slightly.

He wanted to put it down, but he picked it up again, and drank all the sweet soup with the same expression as usual.

When swallowed, the face does not change color.

Mo Changjue admired himself very much.

Lu Yunyao finally showed a big smile when she saw the empty bowl.

Mo Changju suddenly felt that this unbearable sweetness was nothing.

"Your Highness thinks the taste is still suitable?" Lu Yunyao asked.

Mo Chang was silent for a moment, thinking about what she would do if she said it was delicious, and what she would do for herself every day in the future, so he said vaguely: "It's a little sweet." ”

Lu Yunyao nodded, "Yun Yao also tasted a little, and there was really a lot of rock candy." ”

Mo Changju couldn't help it now, and looked at her with puzzled eyes.

So?

Knowing that he doesn't like sweets, he brought him such a sweet thing to eat, deliberately?

"Yun Yao knew that she had made His Highness angry, thinking that sweets would make people happy, so she deliberately put more rock candy to make His Highness not angry with Yun Yao."