Ling Jiantong was bored on the bed for a while, feeling much better, before getting up and going to the ground, wanting to open the window and breathe in the fresh air outside, but he didn't expect that when this window opened, he saw Mu Jinghong's familiar figure.

At this time, he stood under the pear blossom tree, the pear-white petals fluttering, just falling on his shoulder, the folding fan in his hand shook gently, and his long black soft hair fluttered in the wind.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his long and thick eyelashes were interlaced like small fans, as if he was contemplating something, the wind blew his brocade robe, and the whole person looked free and elegant, not like a person in the world.

Ling Jiantong was stunned, and there was an urge in her heart to close the window, but unfortunately, before her actions could be realized, the person under the tree had already raised his head.

A pair of gentle and clear eyes fell on her, and the corners of the evil mouth curved, evoking a warm smile: "Eyes, the sun has risen so high, why did you get up?" ”

Ling Jiantong glared at him angrily, and when she reappeared, the door was open, and she walked in front of him in two or three steps, and complained: "It's not a good thing you did, why did you hand me such a strong wine to drink?" It gives me a headache right now. ”

Mu Jinghong's brows stretched, there was a lot of distress between his eyebrows, he reached out and pressed it between Ling Jiantong's temples, his tone was both anxious and guilty: "Damn, I was also drunk yesterday, and I mistakenly handed you the strong wine Zhu Yeqing that night, how is it, is it better now?" ”

Ling Jian's cheeks were bulging, and his fingering was a lot better, but she still waved his hand away with a hard heart: "I drank that bowl of wine, what's the use of you apologizing now, it's better to cash it out." ”

"Cash?" Mu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

"Discounting means that you might as well make up for your mistakes with something practical, such as gold, silver, jewelry, ......and so on."

This girl, after beating around the bush, still can't escape a word of money.

He hit her on the head with a folding fan, angry and funny: "I, a poor prince, have almost been squeezed by you and have not a drop of oil left, but yesterday you were also a blessing in disguise, let me ask you, who sent you back safely?" ”

"General Situ." When Ling Jiantong mentioned this name now, he was inexplicably happy.

"Isn't that it, if it weren't for my bowl of bamboo leaf greens, would you have such intimate contact with my second brother?" Mu Jinghong's rhetorical question choked Ling Jiantong so much that he couldn't say a word.

Mu Jinghong continued proudly: "Since I have promised to help you, I will never break my word, you see, won't I leave everything to help you now?" ”

"You?! How are you going to help me? General Situ went to the barracks again this morning, don't you want to take me to the barracks? ”

Mu Jinghong shook his head: "The kind of place in the military camp is not accessible to ordinary people, we might as well start with my second brother's preferences first, and let him slowly pour his attention into you." ”

"Preferences?" Ling Jiantong thought about it, and before he could speak, he was dragged by Mu Jinghong and walked to the front yard.

The most basic skills of everyone's ladies, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Mu Jinghong gave up decisively after seeing Ling Jiantong's fingers, such a pair of slightly rough fingers really can't do such a fine work, besides, most of the women Situ Qianchen has seen are from famous families, this thing, he has long been surprised, there is no novelty at all.

After three turns and two turns, Mu Jinghong led Ling Jiantong to the kitchen, facing the pots and pans on the stove, the chickens, ducks and fish hanging on the beams, and the fruits and vegetables in the basket, Ling Jiantong slapped his palms and immediately guessed: "I know, you want me to learn to cook the dishes that General Situ likes to eat, every time he comes back from the barracks and sees the delicious food I cook, he will definitely look at me differently." ”

Mu Jinghong leaned against the pillar with his hands on his chest, shook his head with half-squinted eyes and said: "Eyes, the cooks in the Zhenguo Mansion are on par with the imperial chefs in the palace, are you sure, in just a few days, you can catch up with them and make the second brother impress you?" ”

It seems to make some sense, so what does he mean by Mu Jinghong?

After being silent for a long time, Mu Jinghong said leisurely: "I'm hungry." ”

Ling Jiantong's whole face collapsed, there was nothing wrong with her ears, he said so much nonsense on the road, just to foreshadow and then say "I'm hungry"?!

"Mu Jinghong, what do you mean? You wouldn't go to the town with a big sun on your shoulder, just to have a meal, right?! ”

What about helping her chase Situ Qianchen?

Does it mean that flying is flying?

Mu Jinghong rubbed his stomach and sat on the wooden bench with a pitiful face: "I drank too much yesterday, and the first thing I did when I woke up was to run here to see how you were, of course I didn't even eat breakfast, and now I'm so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back, you don't cook to feed me, how can I have the strength to fulfill my promise to you." ”

Although this sounds reasonable, but ......

"I won't do it, you can eat the lid of the pot yourself." Ling Jiantong turned her head, she never did a loss-making business, besides, this Mu Jinghong looked like a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction, this time she cooked for him, who knows what it will be next time?

Seeing that Ling Jiantong left Mu Jinghong and was about to walk out in a bright light, Mu Jinghong sighed lightly, supported his head with one hand, and seemed to open his mouth unintentionally: "I originally wanted to tell you an important news about my second brother, but now I can't even eat, let alone have the strength to speak, I think, I'd better bury this news in my stomach." ”

Ling Jiantong paused, his eyes closed slightly, this Mu Jinghong only spoke half every time, hanging people's appetite, Ling Jiantong had made up her mind not to pay attention to him, but after thinking about Situ Qianchen, she could only take back the foot she had just stepped out of the door.

Ling Jiantong swallowed his anger and could only cook for Mu Jinghong, who was lazy on the side.

When the fragrant meal came out of the pot and was served on the table, Mu Jinghong actually fell asleep?!

Is this to play her rhythm?

Ling Jiantong suddenly burst into flames, and she raised her hand to aim at the back of Mu Jinghong's head, but who knew that just after swinging down, Mu Jinghong seemed to have a sense in advance, and her body immediately bounced up from the table, and she pretended to be sleepy and stretched her waist.

Just hearing the "bang", Ling Jiantong's slap slammed on the wooden table, and the pain went straight to her scalp, making her grin and jump to her feet.

Mu Jinghong rubbed his sleepy eyes, and then he saw Ling Jiantong, who was stealing chickens and rice, and he looked innocent: "Eyes, why are your hands red like this?" ”

He must have done it on purpose!

But Ling Jiantong couldn't say that she was lifting a stone and hitting her own feet, besides, Mu Jinghong still had important news about Situ Qianchen in her hands, so for this, she had to leave him alive.

Ling Jiantong endured the pain, reached out and pushed the food on the table in front of Mu Jinghong, and said with a smile: "Woke up?" When you wake up, hurry up and eat, it's just fried, and it's still hot. ”

Mu Jinghong leaned in and smelled it, the smell is still quite fragrant, it seems that the eldest lady in this boudoir is not the master of the spring water with ten fingers.

Mu Jinghong was about to reach out for the spoon, but after thinking about it, he slowly put it down again.

Ling Jiantong was waiting for him to eat enough, hurry up and say something quickly, let go of a fart quickly, what's the matter with him now? Is there something he has to find fault with?

"Eat, why don't you eat it? Didn't you say you're so hungry that you put your chest on your back? Ling Jiantong was anxious for a while.

Mu Jinghong changed into an aggrieved look, he looked at her and said seriously: "Eyes, I was sleeping just now, my arm was numb by my pillow, and I couldn't pick up the spoon." ”

"Oh" Ling Jian's eyes dimmed, and he got up and said, "I can't pick up the spoon, I'll go get chopsticks for you." ”

Mu Jinghong raised her eyebrows, how could this girl's thoughts be different from others? I can't hear such an obvious hint.

"Wait, I can't hold the spoon, and I don't have the strength to hold the chopsticks, so you can't feed me?"

Ling Jiantong was stunned, and she began to wonder if it was the suave Mu Jinghong sitting in front of her, or the mentally retarded giant baby in the kindergarten?

Feed him? In this feudal antiquity, he still said it.

"I don't feed you, and you're not handless and footless, why should I feed it?"

My aunt and grandmother are gone.

"Eyes, are you really not feeding?"

"No."

Ling Jiantong said resolutely, a pair of good-looking eyes revealed the taste of unyielding rather than die, while Mu Jinghong squinted his eyes slightly, and the deep eyes revealed another layer of meaning.

After a while, a gust of wind blew out of Ling Jiantong's mouth, and the food on the spoon faded from the hot heat and obediently entered Mu Jinghong's open mouth.

"How? This meal is delicious, right? Ling Jiantong asked with a smile.

Mu Jinghong chewed, nodded with satisfaction, and then continued to eat the second bite sent by Ling Jiantong.

"Since the food I cooked is to your taste, shouldn't you tell me about General Situ?"

Mu Jinghong waited for Ling Jiantong to be unbearable, and tossed her around, it was enough, Mu Jinghong finally let go: "In ten days, it will be the birthday of the second brother." ”

The spoon sent to Mu Jinghong's mouth was stunned, Ling Jiantong was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "Huh? You said that ten days later will be General Situ's birthday?! ”

Mu Jinghong stretched his neck, swallowed the food on the spoon, and a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "Eyes, you still keep saying that you like my second brother, why don't you even know his birthday?" ”

It's broken, it's bad, these ten days, if it's good to say in modern times, go to a restaurant with a sense of meaning to drink some red wine and eat some steak, but she is now in ancient times, what is there in this broken ancient times? Not even the most basic birthday cake!

Just when Ling Jiantong was about to go crazy, Mu Jinghong's words made Ling Jiantong's manic heart completely quiet in an instant.