Den.

Mu Qingyan asked Li'er to prepare the ingredients for a meal of chicken soup and cook it herself. But before going to prepare, she asked Li'er to secretly follow Mrs. Wan, knowing that she went to find Gu Fenglan, and understood that she must have sued.

So she decided to use her stewed chicken soup as a way to apologize, and first tested Gu Fenglan's attitude.

See what he really thinks. So he carried the stewed chicken soup all the way to the door of the study.

She wasn't very sure if Gu Fenglan was angry, but if she put down her posture and curry favor with Gu Fenglan, she felt that there was still a chance to make amends.

Although she hadn't seen Gu Fenglan since that day, she was sure that the man had a little place in his heart.

She cares about herself.

In that case, why can't she take advantage of his liking?

Gu Fenglan left that day and said that as long as she didn't get along, she would wear her in whatever she did, since this meant that she would use the rewarded silk for something, she shouldn't be angry, she originally wanted to tell him, but she was still discovered by Mrs. Wan, if she put oil and vinegar on it, it would be different.

That's why she had no choice but to come over and take the chicken soup she had personally cooked and took the initiative to show favor to him.

Mu Qingyan stood at the door of the study and took a deep breath.

Ling Feng had just come out of the study, walking with a gentle step, and when he saw Mu Qingyan standing at the door, he thought he had seen it wrong.

"I've seen the princess." He put away his surprise and watched her hold the tray with both hands, a strong smell came, and Ling Feng quickly understood what it meant.

Mu Qingyan responded with a smile, "Is the prince still busy?" ”

Ling Feng nodded, and Mu Qingyan got a response, so he walked straight up the stone steps with his calves.

The guards at the door stopped her and didn't let her in, because they didn't know Mu Qingyan, thinking that it was the unfavored concubine who came to offer her courtesy, but Ling Feng asked them to retreat. Making way for Mu Qingyan, she turned around and gave Ling Feng a grateful look, and then walked in the door with her calves.

The antique wing room, the study room is equipped with all kinds of books and precious calligraphy and paintings. A breath of books came to my face.

Mu Qingyan saw at a glance that in front of the antique copywriting table, the man was seriously flipping through the account book, holding a brush in his right hand and seemed to be drawing something in a circle.

"The concubine has seen the prince." Mu Qingyan stood in front of the hall holding chicken soup, with a faint smile on his face.

The pen in Gu Fenglan's hand paused for a moment, and then quickly put the pen down and folded it together.

The man continued to work on his hand and did not look up at the woman standing in front of him. A faint response of "um" is not followed.

Mu Qingyan didn't expect that since that man didn't even look at her, but she didn't come to quarrel with him, she came to ease the relationship, so Gu Fenglan's cold attitude didn't matter to her.

"This is the chicken soup stewed by the concubine herself, the prince can taste it." After speaking, without waiting for him to refuse, he began to tiptoe to the copywriting table and put down the tray.

Then he tried to let the aroma of chicken soup seduce the man's palate.

Gu Fenglan hooked his lips slightly, but there was no trace of anything unusual.

"Lord Wang, the soup will only taste good if it is hot." The celadon bowl full of chicken soup was pushed to Gu Fenglan's side.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, since the bowl was knocked over with a "clang", a bowl of soup was scattered on the table. The porcelain bowl rolled a few times before stopping.

Mu Qingyan didn't expect such a coincidence, she was obviously very careful to bypass the place where Gu Fenglan's limbs would touch, just to prevent the soup from being spilled, but she had to spill it.

She took a few steps back in response, and compared to her Gu Fenglan, she seemed very calm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect this!" Luckily, the hot juice just spilled on the table and didn't tip over anywhere else. Fortunately, the space on the table was empty. Otherwise, I really don't know how Gu Fenglan will clean her up.

She was going to find a piece of cloth and clean up here, but she didn't want her wrists to be clamped by the man, and then pulled hard Mu Qingyan didn't stabilize it, so she fell down with the force and fell into the man's strong arms......