The breeze here helped to help, and Lin Yue washed the rice and cooked porridge. Over there, Mo Jinglin was happily waiting for the porridge made by Lin Yue himself, and he couldn't help but laugh so much that his eyes were almost out of sight.

That Qinghan and Qingying looked at their own father like this, and couldn't help but feel numb in their hearts, Mom, this man in heat is not much better than a woman in estrus, how have they ever seen this expression of their master, and the people who see this expression the most on weekdays are not all women who are infatuated with their own father.

When Lin Yue finished cooking the porridge, Mo Jinglin hurriedly put away his smiling face and said weakly, "It smells so fragrant, but I don't have much appetite at the moment, I'm afraid I'm going to waste Xiaoyue's heart." ”

Qingying They heard Mo Jinglin say this, and they couldn't believe it, this master was happy to wait for Miss Lin to cook porridge for him just now, but he didn't eat it after cooking it. What kind of trouble is he going to make?

"I've finally cooked it, even if you don't have an appetite, you can eat a little more, and this disease can get better quickly." Lin Yue thought that Mo Jinglin had no appetite because he was sick, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

"If Xiaoyue comes to feed me, I guess I can eat a little."

Qingfeng heard him say this, and really wanted to come forward to persuade him not to go too far, otherwise the princess would probably be very angry when she knew that he was pretending to be sick in the future. It's just that he can't tell. I can only hope that Lin Yue will not see the flaws.

And Lin Yue heard Mo Jinglin say this, knowing that he deliberately said that he had no appetite because he wanted to let himself feed him. It's just that it's hard to refuse, after all, he deliberately let him come back in the rain last night so he got sick. I had to sigh resignedly and said, "I know, I'll feed you when this porridge is cold." ”

When Mo Jinglin heard this, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not hungry." It's better to wait for the porridge to cool, so as not to burn you. ”

Lin Yue didn't bother to pay attention to this Mo Jinglin anymore, just sat there and gently stirred the porridge to let it cool quickly.

"Master, the old slave came to ask for instructions, this noon is coming, Miss Lin is staying for dinner." Suddenly, Uncle Xiang came in and asked, as a person who has watched Mo Jinglin grow up since he was a child, if Mo Jinglin usually didn't explain it specifically, Qingying and they would let him in without reporting.

"What's wrong with you, Lord Wang, why are you still lying in bed at this hour?" As soon as he came in, he saw Mo Jinglin lying on the bed, so he asked.

"Your prince is sick, why doesn't Uncle Xiang know?" Lin Yue found that Uncle Xiang asked this sentence Mo Jinglin's face was not quite right, so he asked.

"The prince is sick? When was this? Qingfeng, you stinky boys, why don't you say that the prince is sick. The old slave went to ask the house doctor. ”

"But Qingfeng just told me that he had asked for a doctor. The prince also drank medicine. Lin Yue looked at Mo Jinglin who was lying there and said with a smile.

Mo Jinglin felt that she might as well not laugh, and was thinking about whether to admit that she was pretending to be sick, when he heard Qingfeng say, "Uncle Xiang, the prince is fine, don't worry too much about you." I didn't dare to disturb you when the prince was unwell yesterday, so I went to ask the house doctor to come and see the prince. At that time, you were asleep, and naturally you didn't know. ”

Lin Yue had to admire this Qingfeng's quick brain, but she didn't expose it.

"Oh, that's good. What's going on next time the prince. I'll tell you when it's too late. Uncle Xiang gave a refreshing lesson. Only then did he ask again, "Lord, how do you arrange lunch?" ”

Mo Jinglin glanced at Lin Yue and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, Lin Yue spoke first, "Uncle Xiang, your prince is not very comfortable. I came over to take a look, and soon went back, and lunch was gone. ”

"Okay. The old slave went to the kitchen and told them to make something suitable for the sick to eat, and then he retired. Uncle Xiang was in a hurry to go to the kitchen to ask someone to cook some food suitable for the patient, and hurriedly left, not noticing the strange atmosphere of this room.

After Uncle Xiang left, Lin Yue looked at Mo Jinglin and smiled, "What does the prince have to say to me?" Mo Jinglin swallowed his saliva and suppressed his shock, thinking helplessly in his heart, thinking that he was a dignified prince, he was never easy to mess with, in the past, others were afraid of him, why was he afraid of him today, what was he afraid of. Thinking of this, Mo Jinglin was not afraid, looked at Lin Yue and said, "Xiaoyue, what do you want me to say?" ”

"Very good, just forget it." Lin Yue was a little angry at this time, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, he liked to talk about it or not.

"Miss Lin, are you misunderstanding something, our grandfather is really sick." Qingfeng said hurriedly.

"Did I say your father wasn't sick?" Lin Yue said coldly, "Or do you have a weak heart?" ”

"Look at what you said, Miss Lin. There is no weakness of heart. Qingfeng said, "If you don't believe it, the little one will go to the house doctor." ”

"No need, since the government doctor came to see him last night and prescribed medicine, where is the medicine? Don't tell me that the government doctor prescribed a pair of medicines, and this medicine was fried by you in the morning for your grandfather to eat. ”

Qingfeng was speechless, and he really couldn't find medicine. When he was about to explain something, he saw that his grandfather signaled him not to say any more, so he stopped talking.

This Mo Jinglin saw that Lin Yue didn't believe it anymore, and it was better to admit it directly than to continue to explain, "Xiaoyue, I pretended to be sick and deceived you, I didn't pretend to be sick because I was afraid that you would get angry and ignore me." ”

"Lord Wang, you are a dignified prince, a young lady of a small general's mansion, how can you be noble, if you want to see the people's daughter, just say it directly, and the people's daughter doesn't dare not see you, right? The people's daughter cherishes her life very much, but she doesn't dare to mess with you. ”

"Xiaoyue, it's all my fault, I shouldn't lie to you, don't be angry, okay?" Mo Jinglin didn't know what to say at this time.

"Lord Wang, after you pretended to be sick, you watched the folk girl busy for you, but in your heart you were laughing at the stupidity of the folk girl, and you were deceived so easily."

"No, no, no."

"Since the prince is not sick, he naturally can't eat this tasteless porridge cooked by the people's daughter, so the people's daughter will go and throw it away." Lin Yue looked at the porridge on the table, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. I took the porridge and walked out.

"Xiaoyue, I'll eat and I'll eat, it's good if you don't take it." Just kidding, this is the first time Lin Yue has made it for herself, and she hasn't eaten a bite yet, so how can she take it and throw it away.

Mo Jinglin hurriedly got off the bed and went directly to pull Lin Yue, but Lin Yue was angry, and when he turned around, a bowl of porridge was poured on Mo Jinglin, but Lin Yue didn't care, he just raised his fist and hit, "Let you lie to me, let you lie to me, make me think that you are really because of my illness, which makes me feel uneasy, you are good, lie there and watch the play." ”

Mo Jinglin said that I was wrong and let Lin Yue beat him. And Qingying and they saw that Lin Yue was beating Mo Jinglin, and wanted to go up to stop it, but they were stopped by Qingfeng, this beating is love and love, anyway, this Miss Lin doesn't have much strength, she can't hurt her own father, it's better to let her get angry.

After Lin Yue got angry, she didn't care about Mo Jinglin, and pulled Xiu'er outside and went back to the house directly.

"Miss, you're beating the prince again." On the carriage, Xiu'er said carefully. Lin Yue only woke up at this time, oh my God, she couldn't control herself and hit Mo Jinglin.