Chapter Thirty-Nine: Doing It Yourself

Murong Qing went to Donglin Garden after seeing Ling Er who was killed, she was very attentive to everyone over there, no matter what was windy or rainy, she had to go to teach those women, and when she came back from Donglin Garden, it would be evening.

Su Muchun had a whim to eat Murong Qing's cooking, Murong Qing's clear eyes crossed a touch of cunning, let her cook Su Muchun is looking for abuse by herself, because this little woman still remembers what Su Muchun deceived her in the morning!

So, Murong Qing happily agreed, nodded and said, "This is what you asked me to do, and you are not allowed to eat it then!" ”

Su Muchun smiled and said, "I can eat whatever Qing'er makes!" ”

Murong Qing pretended to be helpless, and personally cooked hot noodle soup for Su Muchun, and the cooking process was ...... Su Muchun was really a little indescribable when he saw it, it was no different from the battlefield, it was miserable, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Su Muchun looked at the bowl of hot noodle soup on the Hu table with confusion...... Let him, the prince whose face does not change when Mount Tai collapses in front of him...... I was a little stunned when I saw it, not to mention how it tasted, just smelling the smell was wrong.

Although the noodle soup is white, it exudes a strong and pungent burnt smell, and the vegetables look like they are overcooked, so they are sandwiched with chopsticks...... It's actually transformed, yes, it's transformed.

He went to pick the noodles again, well, the noodles are not melted, but they are light and tasteless, they look good on the outside, and when you bite into it, you can see that the inside is still raw!

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun with a bitter face, and was amused in her heart, her eyes were bent into crescents, but her mouth was bitter and said, "Hey...... I don't know who said it, no matter what Qing'er makes, I can finish it! ”

Su Muchun's handsome and extraordinary face when he said this was like the bottom of a pot in an instant, and he always felt that Murong Qing was deliberately manipulating him.

There's no way, the demon you made yourself will suffer by yourself! Su Muchun gritted his teeth with a dark face and ate a bowl of raw hot noodle soup, and had to say, "The noodles made by Qing'er are so delicious!" ”

Murong Qing pursed her lips and snickered, "Then I'll make it for you every day in the future, okay?" ”

"No...... No more! ”

Su Muchun thought of the bowl of raw noodles in his stomach, and his whole person was not good, and hurriedly said euphemistically, "Qing'er works so hard every day, and she has to cook for me, what if you are tired, let the cook do it!" ”

Murong Qing was about to burst into laughter when she heard it on the sidelines, and said in her heart: If you have to eat the food I cooked, you won't be able to eat it this time!

Murong Qing said with a straight face, "That's not good, how can the chef's cooking be as delicious as my cooking, I'll cook for you in the future!" ”

“……”

"Although Qing'er's cooking is good, how can you see that the princess cooks it herself? How much does it take to lose your identity? and Qing'er's green jade hands will also become rough. ”

Su Muchun really wants to cry without tears now, but he can't directly say no, so he has to find another excuse.

Murong Qing looked at her little hand carefully, nodded approvingly, and said, "That's right!" Let the cook do it after that! ”

The purpose of retrieving Mu Chun has been achieved, and now that Su Muchun has said so, Murong Qing no longer insists on going down the slope. Seeing that Su Muchun finished eating, Murong Qing smiled and asked people to prepare her own meal.

Shabu-shabu, there was no one at that time, but it didn't bother Murong Qing.

Su Muchun looked at it with a different face, and the lettuce and raw meat were put on the table, and finally a delicate small pot was placed on the stove where the tea was boiled.

After a while, the water in the small pot began to boil, and Murong Qing put a little of each dish into the small pot.

When the small pot was boiling, the thick aroma filled the whole room, and Su Muchun realized that he was really teased by Murong Qing.

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun, who had a dark face, and said vigorously, "Hey...... Lord Wang, don't be unhappy, who called me highly poisonous? If I don't eat some good night, I don't have the strength to fight! ”

"Murong Qing ......"

Su Muchun's face turned pale when he heard this, and he walked towards Murong Qing as if he was going to eat people, which made Murong Qing tremble, and hurriedly pushed his dishes and chopsticks to Su Muchun as if he was flattering.

Su Muchun was speechless, and said angrily, "This king is full!" ”

Murong Qing snickered and took the dishes and chopsticks back and said, "Since the prince is full, then I'm not welcome." ”

Su Muchun angrily raised smoke above his head, stretched out his two hands and began to squeak Murong Qing, not wanting her to stop eating.

"Giggles......

Su Muchun squeaked and said, "You actually teased this king, you are so bold!" ”

"Giggle...... Sue...... Su Muchun...... Cluck...... I...... I...... I know I was wrong, and I ...... later Never again...... Don't dare! ”

Murong Qing smiled breathlessly and sat unsteadily, wanting to fight back, but Su Muchun didn't give her this opportunity at all, so she had to beg for mercy.

Su Muchun stopped with satisfaction, and before Murong Qing could sit up, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Murong Qing didn't think about it, so she said, "Come in!" ”

Song Zilan pushed the door and kicked in and out of the door, just seeing Murong Qing and Su Muchun all looking at him in disheveled clothes, Song Zilan's face suddenly turned crimson, and she turned around in embarrassment and retreated.

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun differently, but Su Muchun did not change his face and spoiled Murong Qing's clothes.

At this time, Murong Qing knew why Song Zilan's abnormal behavior was, and it turned out that she had misunderstood her and Su Muchun...... Ay...... Murong Qing was also speechless, she glared at Su Muchun angrily and sat upright again.

After the two of them were done again, Song Zilan outside the door walked in again, with a trace of embarrassment on her cold face, but she was attracted by the rich fragrance of shabu-shabu.

Murong Qing asked Furong to add two more dishes and chopsticks, and the three of them chatted while eating, drinking.

As soon as Su Muchun opened his mouth, he asked, "Brother Song, how is the antidote developed?" ”

"Brother Song?"

Murong Qing looked at Su Muchun and Song Zilan differently, curious when the two of them had such a good relationship? What did she miss last night?

Song Zilan shook her head, "I know which herbs they are, but I don't know the order of refining, my father is studying it now!" ”

Murong Qing said indifferently while eating, "Don't rush, take your time!" ”

"Not in a hurry?"

Song Zilan shook her head and smiled bitterly when she heard this, "We are in a hurry, our eyebrows are burned, you are so poisoned that you are like no one." Then he hesitated and asked, "Qing'er, do you know who the poisoner is?" ”

Murong Qing was silent.

Song Zilan said again, "If you know who this poisonous person is, you can ask her for an antidote again!" ”

Murong Qing put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Cousin, don't worry about the antidote, what I want most now is a new poison, a poison that can make life worse than death, and a poison that you want to die but can't die." ”

Song Zilan looked at Murong Qing in shock, although she didn't have any Polish on her face, her tone of voice was gloomy and cruel, which made people frightened when she heard it.

Su Muchun glanced at Song Zilan and said, "Give it to her!" ”

Song Zilan looked at Su Muchun differently when she heard this, and said, "You can't indulge her in everything!" ”

Su Muchun said: "I'll take care of it!" ”

Song Zilan said, "You spoil her too much, there will always be a day when you can't bear it!" ”

Murong Qing's heart trembled slightly, and she looked at Su Muchun with a complicated expression, but Su Muchun held her hand, looked at Song Zilan, and said in a firm tone, "There is no such day." ”

Song Zilan shook her head helplessly, and warned with a cold face, "I hope you will always protect her like this, otherwise you will ......"

Su Muchun replied to him with the same expression: "No, otherwise, I will definitely protect Qing'er for the rest of my life!" ”

"Good!"

Song Zilan drank the wine in the cup and said, "Wait for me to come back!" ”

After Song Zilan left, Murong Qing wanted to withdraw Su Muchun's hand, but Su Muchun held it tighter, as if she was afraid that Murong Qing would disappear as soon as she let go.

Murong Qing lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Su Muchun's eyes like autumn water in a cold pool, she was afraid that once she moved, she would be hurt again.

"Hurry up and eat!"

Su Muchun looked at Murong Qing's lowered side face, curved eyelashes, pink mouth and white neck, and his throat slid a few times unconsciously.

Murong Qing bit her lower lip and said in a thin voice, "I'm sorry!" ”

Su Muchun was slightly stunned, and then chuckled and said, "I don't blame you!" ”

Murong Qing muttered in a low voice, "I did it on purpose!" ”

Su Muchun chuckled dumbly, and said to Murong Qing while picking up vegetables, "I know!" ”

Murong Qing raised her head and glared at Su Muchun with beautiful eyes and said, "Then you still eat, you are deliberately making me feel sorry for me, aren't you?" ”

Su Muchun said dotingly: "Qing'er, whatever she makes, I will finish it!" ”

Murong Qing pouted angrily, and with a sly smile crossed her eyes, she said with a sly smile, "Since the prince likes to eat raw hot noodle soup so much, then I will work tirelessly to make it for you every day, okay?" ”

When Su Muchun heard this, his whole person suddenly turned into a low pressure, he looked at Murong Qing with a pale face, and said with an evil smile, "Okay! At that time, Qing'er will make more and let Brother Song and Changfeng eat with me! ”

Murong Qing twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard this, and asked her cousin and Ji Changfeng to also eat the raw hot noodle soup, what kind of expression did it have.

"Haha......"

Thinking of this, Murong Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud anymore, and the whole person who laughed directly lay on the mat and laughed.

Su Muchun saw Murong Qing smiling so happily, and wondered whether to really invite Song Zilan and Ji Changfeng to eat the noodles made by Murong Qing once.

Half an hour later.

Song Zilan went and returned, and brought one person with him, that is his father Song Haitao.

Murong Qing hurriedly got up and saluted Song Haitao: "Qing'er has seen uncle!" ”

After Song Haitao saluted Su Muchun, he looked at Murong Qing and said, "Third Miss doesn't need to be polite. ”

Murong Qing made a gesture of please and said, "Uncle, please take a seat!" ”

Then he said, "Hibiscus, add a pair of chopsticks!" ”

"No!"

Furong put the dishes and chopsticks aside in front of Song Haitao and retreated, she knew that there were some things that she could not hear.

Murong Qing saw Furong leaving, looked at Song Haitao and asked, "Why is my uncle here too?" ”

Song Haitao stroked his beard and said, "I have seen the antidote that Zilan brought back for me, but I still don't feel at ease, and I want to personally diagnose the third lady to see the condition!" ”

Murong Qing diverted the topic and said, "Hurry up and taste whether this shabu mutton is delicious!" ”

Song Haitao didn't move his chopsticks, just looked at Murong Qing and said, "Third Miss, let me see the condition first!" ”

Murong Qing said, "Don't worry, let's eat first!" ”

Song Haitao saw Murong Qing pushing three obstacles, and knew that there must be something hidden here, thought about it, took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve and said, "This is what the third lady wants." ”

Murong Qing stared at the porcelain vase for a while and was about to reach out to take it, but Song Haitao suddenly reached out to grab Murong Qing's slender wrist.

Just as he was about to grab Murong Qing's wrist, Murong Qing turned his hand and grabbed him directly.

Song Haitao looked surprised, turned his hand to avoid Murong Qing's hand, and grabbed Murong Qing's slender wrist again.

Murong Qing grabbed it silently, and the two of them fought with one hand at the dinner table, and Song Zilan and Su Muchun, who were watching, were speechless for a while.

Song Haitao said as he moved his hand: "Is there any trouble for the third lady to block it in every way?" ”

Murong Qing smiled lightly and said, "No, I just want my uncle to taste whether this mutton is delicious or not!" ”

Song Haitao said in his heart: Only by believing in you can you have a ghost!

He thought so in his heart, but he said, "Thank you for the kindness of Miss San, the old man has already had dinner!" ”

Murong Qing said, "It's okay if my uncle is eating some!" ”

The two of them were talking while fighting, and unconsciously Song Haitao found that his hand involuntarily followed Murong Qing's hand, which made him feel shocked, and he hurriedly wanted to pull back the situation, but it was too late.

But seeing that Murong Qing turned over her hand and directly hugged Song Haitao's wrist, Song Haitao couldn't withdraw his hand if he wanted to.

Song Zilan snickered in her heart when she saw her father eating deflated, but Su Muchun laughed directly.

Song Haitao said solemnly, "Third Miss, this ten thousand insects devouring hearts are not child's play, please be cautious with the Third Miss." ”

Murong Qing let go of Song Haitao's hand and said with a smile, "It's good for my uncle to call me Qing'er, don't always look rusty when the third lady screams!" ”

Song Haitao now finally knows why his son had a headache when he heard that he came to Murong Qing, and now he also has a headache, these three young ladies are more slippery than him, no wonder Song Hailin will be planted in her hands.