Lu Yunyao looked at Mo Changzhu flatteringly, his eyes seemed to be dotted with stars, shiny, and his eyes were waiting for him to dissipate.

"Your Highness drank rock sugar lotus root soup, but you are still angry?"

Mo Chang was silent for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Why do you think that if I drink what you made, I won't be angry?" ”

"It was my aunt who told me that you like to drink, so I made it."

Lu Yunyao blinked her eyes and directly betrayed Aunt Yan.

Seeing Mo Chang pondering, she asked cautiously, "Your Highness, did Yun Yao do something wrong?" ”

Seeing her expectant eyes, Mo Chang never said anything to refute, but said patiently: "Put less sugar next time." ”

Lu Yunyao nodded, "Yun Yao knows that His Highness doesn't like sweets. ”

Mo Chang finally couldn't help it now, and his phoenix eyes were bright and angry.

"If you know, why do you put so much sugar in it?"

Lu Yunyao showed a shy smile of shame, her head gradually lowered, and her fingers stirred uneasily.

A voice as small as a mosquito creaze came out of her mouth.

"Actually, in fact, Yun Yao accidentally put too much rock candy, and she didn't have time to remake a bowl for His Highness, so she cheekily brought it."

Lu Yunyao was really embarrassed, but she knew that Shizi was angry, so she couldn't delay any longer, so she tasted a little sweet, but it tasted good, so she hurried to Shizi's side.

It wasn't until she knocked on the door that she remembered that Shizi didn't like sweets.

When he got to the door, could he still go back, Lu Yunyao had the courage to send it in, and he flickered into drinking it.

Mo Chang's temper almost came to his head, he even drank all the sweet soup just now because of her words, and now his mouth was still filled with sweetness.

"And what excuse did you just make?"

"Yun Yao is afraid that if you say it earlier, you won't drink it."

Lu Yunyao's reason was high-sounding, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the prince with confidence.

"Aunt Yan said, as long as you drink this soup, it means that you will not be angry with Yun Yao, this is made by Yun Yao herself, you drink it all, and the anger should be gone."

Mo Chang almost applauded this beautiful logic.

If Aunt Yan herself was here, she would be suffocated directly when she heard Lu Yunyao's words.

She asked Lu Yunyao to make soup by herself to please the prince, not to let her trick the prince into drinking it.

Aunt Yan said that if the prince drank the soup she made, it would be forgiving her, and she would definitely not be angry again.

But she didn't expect that Lu Yunyao would use the method of coaxing, and she would be so arrogant after succeeding.

If it was before, with the temper of the son, even if he was not angry, he would have been angry when he was played like this.

But Lu Yunyao was really bold enough to do so.

She was also a little apprehensive in her heart, and she didn't understand Aunt Yan's true meaning, so she kept doubting that as long as the prince drank her soup, it would mean that he was discouraged?

It's so simple.

Shizi doesn't like sweets, it doesn't matter, just coax him to drink it.

After serving the prince for several months, Lu Yunyao still knew a thing or two about the temperament of the prince, so he immediately resorted to the means, and watched the prince frown and drink the soup.

Lu Yunyao immediately let out a sigh of relief.

However, she was suspicious of what Aunt Yan said, and she couldn't see it on the surface, but she was actually a little apprehensive in her heart.

And His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was still looking at her expressionlessly, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, which made Lu Yunyao panic.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Chang sneered: "Your thoughts are quite strange. ”

Lu Yunyao said modestly: "My aunt told me. ”

Still refusing credit here, is this what Mo Chang means?

Mo Chang decided to suppress his anger to the bottom of his heart, and said in his heart that he couldn't be angry, he couldn't be angry, if he didn't control his anger and drove her out, what would it mean.

Aunt Yan, right, it's time for him to have a good talk with Aunt Yan.

I'm afraid it's not stupid to teach people.

An aunt who is also quite senior.

Mo Chang showed a non-aggressive smile, and even seemed a little too well-behaved, "After drinking your soup, how can I still be angry, you can move everything back to the study, and then go back to me to serve." ”

When Lu Yunyao heard this, she was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Yes." ”

Finally coaxed His Royal Highness the Prince, Lu Yunyao was a lot more relaxed, and began to move things with his hands and feet.

While moving, I thought to myself, Aunt Yan is really amazing, she is worthy of watching the son grow up, and there is such a good way.

The prince loves to eat rock sugar lotus root soup so much?

Lu Yunyao is proficient in all talents, such as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but Yaxing has never taught cooking.

The girls who are raised in the dental shop are all going to be sold for a high price, how can they learn to make a living like that, so Lu Yunyao's cooking skills are not very good.

This is still a polite statement, in fact, Lu Yunyao's ten fingers don't touch the spring water, and he hasn't even used fire at all.

This time I went back to squat for a sweet soup, and I was in a hurry, and I said that it was too late to send it over, so it was a little sweet, and I brought it over as usual.

In fact, it has been made two or three times, either the bottom is pasted, or the lotus root flour is not stirred, and it is boiled into a pimple soup.

Aunt Yan still couldn't stand it, so she pointed her fingers and barely became such a bowl.

The first time Lu Yunyao cooked, she was a little reluctant to eat, but she still sent it to the prince, and she still had some regrets.

Seeing that Shizi ate it, she thought, maybe her craftsmanship is not so bad?

Lu Yunyao packed up her things and left, feeling that she might be a little genius.

Since Shizi likes to drink so much, she is very merciful and makes more for him.

Mo Changju looked at Lu Yunyao alone coldly, and moved everything back to the study.

Seeing that she was kneading her arms tiredly, she felt a sigh of relief, Shi Shiran got up and went back to the study with her hands behind her back.

Lu Yunyao followed him.

Mo Chang decided to pick up the lamp to read at night, and the candlelight in the study was lit for almost all night.

Mo Chang is okay, he is sitting, if he is sleepy, he can also hold his forehead and take a nap.

Lu Yunyao, who had been standing aside and waiting, was not so comfortable, and almost stood beside him for a night.

Little by little, the head grinded lightly and heavily, and almost planted it in the inkstone.

She had the heart to remind the world that it was time to rest.

But every time she nodded her head and suddenly planted forward, when she was sober, she could always see His Royal Highness the Prince of the World concentrating, looking at the book in his hand with burning eyes.

It is rare for the prince to be so diligent, and Lu Yunyao has only made him angry, so it is difficult to speak.

She was so sleepy that she didn't see it at all, and when she closed her eyes and didn't notice it, Mo Changju's gaze glanced to the side and kept it on her.

Seeing that she was sleepy, Mo Chang was very relieved.

Anyway, he is a martial arts practitioner, and it is nothing if he doesn't sleep for a few days.

Sweet or sleepy, which is more uncomfortable?

Mo Chang was determined to be unrestrained, seemingly serious, but his actual attention was all on Lu Yunyao.