When Jing Anyao heard her say this, the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, he squinted his eyes, and stared at Mu Wenran while touching his chin.

"You...... What are you doing? I'm not wrong. Mu Wenran was stared at by him like this, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps, and he felt a little uncomfortable, as if the students who had done bad things in the school were stared at like this by Mr.

"Since you've said so, then I do need to spend more time with you." With Jing Anyao's chuckle, Mu Wenran's body suddenly took off, her eyes widened and she exclaimed, and was suppressed in Jing Anyao's arms.

The warmth from the thin cloth on his body made Mu Wenran's face burn a little, but for some reason, his body fell softly into his arms as if he had no bones.

It was another night of hibiscus spring tent, no matter how Mu Wenran begged for mercy, Jing Anyao didn't let her go at all, without any pity.

Just when he finally showed kindness and wanted to let Mu Wenran go, Mu Wenran didn't know why he suddenly felt this way.

She looked at Jing Anyao's handsome face with a slight sweat stupidly, and glanced lazily at his sturdy figure, her brain had lost her thinking, but the only thing she cared about was what happened today.

"You...... Don't take this matter to heart, I'm not interesting to Jing Mufan, you don't need to eat flying vinegar. ”

Her mouth was no longer obedient, and seeing that Jing Anyao's softened face became inadequate again, she really wanted to slap herself hard.

It's yourself tossing yourself!

The next day, Mu Wenran lay down for most of the day, and then he was able to get up from the bed with difficulty.

"Beasts! What a beast in its true prowess! While complaining, she aggrievedly picked up the clothes that Jing Anyao had put aside, and put them on with difficulty, feeling that her body was about to fall apart with every movement.

Thinking of Jing Anyao's bravery last night, her face seemed to be on fire, she really didn't dare to think about it anymore, and walked out after hurriedly washing up.

It's going to be night again, and it's time to make money back to Xiangge, and now there are not enough people, so she has to make it up, but she must not make any mistakes.

"Mother Gui, are all the dishes that should be prepared ready? Are you ready for pre-mixing? ”

"Huh! It's all ready, just waiting for the evening to open. ”

Gui's mother greeted her with a smile and handed over the prepared menu in her hand to Mu Wenran's hand.

Mu Wenran flipped through it carefully, but inadvertently found that the first and second pages of this recipe, although the handwriting was crooked like ants crawling, there was an essential difference between the two.

"Why can't you see the apricots all day?" She looked at it suspiciously, but she didn't find Mu Xing'er's little tail.

Speaking of Mu Xing'er, Gui's mother was also a little puzzled. "Yes, I didn't tell you about this, thinking that you are sisters, maybe this girl is playful, maybe she will go out to play."

"When did it start?"

"It's just a few days ago, this apricot girl goes out every day, but it's been going out for a long time."

Gui's mother also felt that something was wrong as she spoke, and looked at Mu Wenran worriedly. "Will it be ......?"

"Don't let anyone know about this for now." Mu Wenran stopped what she was about to say and walked to the account room with a frown.

The incense had been lit early in the account room, and in the midst of the clouds, Jing Anyao was dressed in a white brocade robe, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he really seemed to be a fairy far away from the worldly existence, and the bamboo shadow stood behind him, silent, with a serious and rigid expression on his face.

"You're awake."

"yes."

Mu Wenran's words were almost squeezed out between her teeth, she glared at Jing Anyao depressedly, and found a table to sit down.

There was a pain between her legs, and she kept adjusting her sitting posture in embarrassment, and only after finally adjusting a comfortable position did she look at Jing Anyao viciously.

"Last night was my ......"

"Oh no, shut up!"

Mu Wenran looked at a hint of a mocking smile on his face, and the next second he didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly interrupted his words and replied with an angry smirk.

This guy is so hateful!

Jing Anyao couldn't help laughing, seeing that the little wild cat was about to be provoked by him, he no longer continued to tease her, but took out something wrapped in a delicate silk handkerchief from his sleeve, tossed it in his hand, and played with it carefully.

"What is this?" Mu Wen turned up his face and looked at him with his head unpleasantly, this thing doesn't look like a man's, don't tell her that he Jing Anyao has any special hobbies.

"This is given to me by the full moon, saying that Jing Yu and Chu Mei had a big quarrel that day, and when the concubine left angrily, the sachet on her body was hooked by the rose branches in the flowers, and she picked it up afterwards, but asked that something seemed to be something wrong with it, so she stole some for you." Jing Anyao chuckled and beckoned to Mu Wenran, who couldn't wait to sit down beside him and carefully unwrap the veil.

As soon as the veil was opened, a rich, pungent smell hit her face, causing her to cough wildly.

"What is this? As far as I know, shouldn't the sachet contain incense, how can it contain this choking thing? The concubine's hobby is really unique, and she is not afraid that this thing will choke the emperor. Mu Wenran coughed so much that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he relieved himself for a long time, and drank the tea cup in front of Jing Anyao, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're too impatient, since you know it's a spice, how can you smell it so closely." Jing Anyao frowned, subconsciously moved the pink spice to the side, and gently patted Mu Wenran's back with his other hand to help her smooth her breath.

Mu Wenran looked at Jing Anyao inexplicably, rubbing his nose.

Although she is very proficient in all aspects, she has not studied much of the sachets, and she choked on another sip just now, and now her nose is full of fragrant and pungent strange smells.

Jing Anyao rebandaged the handkerchief, put it a little farther away from Mu Wenran, and gently fanned it with his hand.

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance entered Mu Wenran's nose.

She took a deep breath and thought to herself, this guess was the smell of spices.

"Fool, don't breathe so hard, it's poison, not spice!" But just as she was happily inhaling the sweet scent, Xiao Bao's slightly anxious and contemptuous voice in her mind suddenly sounded, so startled that she immediately held her breath and grabbed Jing Anyao's hand.

"What did you find?" Jing Anyao's face sank, and when he saw Mu Wenran's gradually solemn eyes, he knew that there must be something wrong with this spice.