"With all due respect, the prince is indeed too straightforward sometimes." The word straightforward is already the most appropriate and subtle adjective that Zhang Fengyu can find.

Ben Shizi didn't mean to say this about her, but he really didn't understand the hidden story behind it at the time. Or Lord Zhang thinks that this son is indeed too reckless. Murong Lin poured out the last drop of wine in the wine jug, frowning in annoyance, he needed two hands to support the table in order to support this somewhat decadent upper body.

Zhang Fengyu saw his devastated appearance, and he couldn't say too much, so he hurriedly waved his hand and comforted: "You can't say that, it's just that the prince is too kind and willing to trust others, so it will inevitably be misunderstood." As long as the words are spoken, the princess will definitely forgive you. ”

"What do I think?" Murong Lin tried his best to raise his head, looking like a good student who humbly asked for advice.

"As long as the prince is willing to put down his body, explain to the princess calmly, and apologize for giving some gifts or something, the princess is not the one who cares, and the matter will naturally be solved at that time." Zhang Fengyu nodded as he spoke, like a good gentleman.

"If it can be as Lord Zhang said, I will thank you well." Murong Lin suddenly exclaimed, and arched his hand at him with great respect.

Zhang Fengyu couldn't help laughing,

"The prince is serious." In Murong Lin's heart, what he was more concerned about was whether he and Feng Xiaoyue could reconcile as before, for everything he had just seen on the street, what Feng Xiaoyue said before was still lingering in his ears.

Since Feng Xiaoyue said that the clear person is self-purifying, Murong Lin is also willing to believe in her and give her the trust she wants. The medicine field in Xizhen can grow so well, thanks to the help of the mayor of Xizhen, together with the short-term workers who found the medicine field to sprinkle grass and wood ash last time, it was also the help of the mayor of the town.

Feng Xiaoyue kept these things in mind and kept thinking about when to report back. Coincidentally, Feng Xiaoyue's potatoes happened to grow these days, and she only tried to plant a few plants, but she didn't expect the fruit to bear good fruit in the end.

Feng Xiaoyue took off all the potatoes, thinking that she would try to fry the vegetables first, and if it was good, she could ask someone to take it out and plant it in the ground.

Looking at the scattered ones, these potatoes can actually produce dozens of catties of fruit. Feng Xiaoyue chose half of it and asked people to form various shapes such as shredded potatoes or potato chips first.

Aunt Liu's work was once again occupied by Feng Xiaoyue, she stood in front of the stove, one was to test the taste of potatoes, and the other was also for recreation, using various cooking methods to make a potato feast.

Feng Xiaoyue was busy standing in front of the stove, and Xiaoyun followed behind to hand her something. The heat of the earthen stove is a little difficult to control, and potato cooking still requires a lot of skills, seeing that the potatoes in the pot seem to be half-baked, a fine layer of sweat appeared on Feng Xiaoyue's anxious forehead.

"Xiaoyun, hurry up and get water." Feng Xiaoyue focused on her subordinates, but she didn't notice that there was another person behind her.

As soon as the bowl of water went down, the whole pot began to boil, Feng Xiaoyue covered her mouth and nose, and stir-fried a few times in the pot with a spatula.

Although the finished product is not very good-looking, it is fortunate that it is not the embarrassing situation. Feng Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did she pick up the sour and hot potato shreds in the pot.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Murong Lin standing behind with chopsticks, and before Feng Xiaoyue had time to react, he had already put a chopstick in his mouth.

"The dishes fried by Xiaoyue herself are really the best in the world, this appearance is like this, but the taste is not inferior to the chef at all." Murong Lin's compliment made Feng Xiaoyue not know whether he was ridiculing himself or praising him sincerely, and he was funny and angry in his heart.

"Why are you here, I'm afraid my dish is not worthy of the eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World."

"As the saying goes, women don't dislike men, since my princess can tolerate my shortcomings, why can't I taste your dishes seriously." As he spoke, Murong Lin was about to move his chopsticks again, but Feng Xiaoyue reacted and hurriedly stretched out her hand to the right, dodging his movements.

"I have a bad temperament, why should His Royal Highness bother with me." Feng Xiaoyue handed the food in his hand to Xiaoyun, planning to ask him to take the food back to his room.

And Murong Lin was also desperately looking at her on the side, not allowing her to leave. Under the embarrassment of the two, Xiaoyun glanced at the two of them, and ruthlessly did not take the dish away, but put it aside.

Murong Lin was overjoyed, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden at all, but when he saw that Feng Xiaoyue's face had gradually cooled, Murong Lin hurriedly pulled her to apologize.

"I'm sorry Xiaoyue, it was in the morning, I was wrong, I said it too much." Murong Lin tried to hold Feng Xiaoyue's hand, but she dodged sideways,

"It is said that those who don't know are not guilty, so for the sake of me not knowing the inside story at the time, spare me this time."

"The prince is manly and kind-hearted, how could he make a mistake." What Feng Xiaoyue said was more self-deprecating than mocking Murong Lin.

"I've already recognized my mistakes, so why are you so unforgiving." Murong Lin didn't choose what he said, and he didn't realize what he said.

Feng Xiaoyue's eyes couldn't help but widen, and the person who originally apologized seemed to be at fault with her.

"I don't give up, I have a small belly and chicken intestines, and the kitchen where I am standing is not worthy of accommodating the big Buddha of the world, please leave quickly."

"I'm sorry Xiaoyue, I'm just in a hurry." Seeing her turn her face, Murong Lin realized that he had said something terrible.

Feng Xiaoyue was rarely so angry, how could she listen to his explanation, raised the spatula she had just stir-fried and was still stained with sauce, and forced Murong Lin out step by step.

Xiaoyun stood aside, and didn't dare to go up to help, knowing that the prince had completely angered her this time.

"I won't dislike it, I'm still helping you just now." Murong Lin raised his hand, but inadvertently touched the old vinegar on the stove.

As soon as the vinegar bottle was broken, a strong sour smell suddenly filled the entire kitchen.

"If the prince doesn't help, I'm afraid it's thank God." Feng Xiaoyue was so choked by the smell that she put down the spatula, and covered her mouth and nose with both hands.

"There is a strong smell of oil smoke in the kitchen, and with this smell of vinegar, no one will stay here, it's midnight or go first, otherwise Xiaoyun and I are afraid that we won't be able to get out."

"If you don't want to see me, I'll just go, and you don't have to torture yourself so much." Murong Lin couldn't choke either, and he was even more reluctant to Feng Xiaoyue to force himself to stay here, so he had to follow her wish.

After waiting for a while, seeing Murong Lin walking away, Feng Xiaoyue was willing to come out. Xiao Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, put the freshly fried vegetables on the tray, and followed her tightly.

"The next time he comes back, if you don't tell me, I'll really kick you out." For disobedient employees, even if she does something for her own good, it is very uncomfortable to look at it.

Xiaoyun's meaning, Feng Xiaoyue is very clear in her heart, doesn't she just want to stay in the backyard obediently, listen to Murong Lin's words in everything, and live a good life for a woman in this era.

But this kind of life is too undignified, rather than wronging yourself, it is better to work hard and be self-sufficient.

"Miss, don't be angry, Xiaoyun knows that he is wrong." Looking at her gloomy face, Xiaoyun knew that this was not the time to joke with her, so she had to admit her mistake obediently.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaoyue didn't delve into it, but just nodded slightly.

"Miss, can you let Xiaoyun say more." Carefully observing the changes in Feng Xiaoyue's face, Xiaoyun asked tentatively.

Simple, not unhappy, not angry, Xiaoyun Bento she acquiesced.

"Miss, in fact, according to the slave maid, the prince is good enough for you. You see that he knows that you are angry, and he will run to apologize, if you are an official of someone else's family, who cares about the emotions of the woman in his backyard. ”

"You're on the same side as him, and you're going to accuse me." Feng Xiaoyue's face was expressionless, but there was a deep chill in her tone.

Xiaoyun shivered at the cold, and hurriedly denied it,

"The villain is the person of the young lady, and the ghost of the young lady's family is the ghost of the young lady's family, how can he help others to say that the young lady is not."

"Xiaoyun just wants to say that a good destination like the prince of the world, Miss should cherish it." Feng Xiaoyue stood still, and turned to look at her helplessly: "Xiaoyun, I have told you many times, the most important thing for a woman to live is to take what she needs into her own hands, rather than blindly thinking about relying on others. I'm not pointing at you to change, but I want you to remember. ”

"Using my own thinking to help others do something that is good for me seems to me to be a betrayal, and I will never use it a second time." Feng Xiaoyue's words were too serious, and Xiaoyun's hands trembled with fright.

"Miss, Xiaoyun won't dare in the future." As soon as the two of them returned to the room, Feng Xiaoyue reached out and put down the tray in Xiaoyun's hand and pulled her to sit next to her.

"Whether it's a good destination, it takes time to sharpen it to see, how long have you been here, how can you say it so surely."

"There are some things that I have in my own mind, and you don't have to worry about me so much." Xiaoyun was frightened by her words just now, and she hasn't come back to her senses yet.

Seeing Xiaoyun's current state, Feng Xiaoyue helplessly brushed off the broken hair on her forehead for her,

"Okay, what I said just now was just a joke, don't think too much, how about trying these dishes first."

"Miss, can you say it in advance the next time you joke, the slave is really scared of you." Xiaoyun patted his chest like the rest of his life after the festival,

"But Miss really wants to drive the slave and maid away, and the slave and maid just die in front of Miss to show her heart, and she will not leave Miss half a step."

"Where is it so tragic as you say." This ancient person wants life and death at every turn, and Feng Xiaoyue regrets what she said just now.

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