Su Mulian, who was serious about flour, did not notice the man's abnormality, but was struggling.

The lost memories seem to have been cut open, pouring out fragmentary memories, but these restricted memories have never reminded him, who is that woman?

Su Mulian looked at Cheng Aoran and didn't speak for a long time, turned her head sideways to look at him with a heavy face and a pale face, she couldn't help frowning worriedly, and asked with concern: "General Zhenyuan, what's wrong with you?" But what's uncomfortable? ”

Cheng Aoran, who was frowning, didn't want the woman in front of him to worry, so he slowly stretched his brows, his cold voice became much softer, and he returned weakly: "It's okay, princess, what are you doing?" ”

Su Mulian smiled, looking mysterious: "Confidential." ”

After that, he started to make a fire, and his movements were very skillful, not at all like a pampered princess.

After a while, the smell of fragrant cake wafted out, but Cheng Aoran's brows furrowed, this taste is so familiar!

The elated Su Mulian carefully took the tiramisu out of the pot, because it was freshly baked, it was a little hot, and after taking it out, she hurriedly put it on the table, covered her ears, and smiled embarrassedly at Cheng Aoran.

Cheng Aoran saw that her face was stained with firewood ash, frowned distressedly, walked in front of Su Mulian, and looked at her meaningfully.

Seeing his sudden behavior, she was a little uncomfortable, the smile on her face gradually faded, and the kitchen at this moment was surprisingly quiet, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Su Mulian was looked at directly by Cheng Aoran, a little uncomfortable, she was looking at each other, but she couldn't resist it, and lowered her head.

I saw Cheng Aoran take out a handkerchief and raised his hand to wipe the dust on Su Mulian's face, but Su Mulian subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"Don't move!" Cheng Aoran, who had a gentle voice, commanded in a low voice.

Su Mulian was conquered by this domineering tone, and even her cheeks flushed shyly, and she obediently remained still.

Cheng Aoran gently wiped her gently, her movements were extremely gentle, and after a while, Su Mulian's face returned to its original appearance, and it looked much more pleasant.

Su Mulian pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, quickly changed the topic, picked up Tiramisu, lowered her head and said, "This...... You can taste it, it's called tiramisu. ”

Cheng Aoran, who took the plate, took a small bite, and a familiar feeling poured out.

"How's it taste?" Su Mulian blinked her eyes very expectantly and asked curiously.

Cheng Proudly tasted it carefully: "It's a familiar taste." ”

Su Mulian, who heard this, couldn't help but widen her eyes and tugged at the corners of her mouth, extremely surprised, what she wanted was not this answer! Wait a minute? Familiar taste?

This made Su Mulian couldn't help but wonder, how could the taste of tiramisu appear in ancient times?

"I used to seem to have eaten." Cheng Aoran continued to add.

This sentence gave Su Mulian an incomparably big blow, have you ever eaten it? No way?

"You're not kidding!" Su Mulian, who was unhappy, dragged the plate proudly.

Cheng Aoran saw that she was a little angry, and explained worriedly: "Princess Zhaohua, I really like to have eaten before. Then he quickly changed his words, "Maybe I remembered it wrong." ”

"Really?" Su Mulian, who heard this, was also a little comforted, opened her eyes in surprise, and asked rhetorically.

Cheng Aoran nodded, seeing that she was happy, her heart was much smoother.

Su Mulian picked up the plate that she had just snatched and handed it back to him: "Eat slowly." Then he turned around and put the other tiramisu on a plate, "I'll send it to General Cheng." ”

"Let's do it together." Cheng Aoran said on the side.

The two came to the courtyard where Cheng Xiujie lived, only to see him wielding a sword in the courtyard, although he was old, every move was vigorous and powerful, and his former demeanor still existed.

After collecting the sword, Su Mulian couldn't help but applaud, Cheng Xiujie saw it, and smiled apologetically: "The old man is rude." ”

Su Mulian hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, no, No, General Cheng, you are great, I made a little snack today, you can taste it." ”

With that, he walked over to the stone table and placed the tiramisu from the tray on the stone table.

Cheng Xiujie picked up a plate, took a bite, smiled in amazement, and said with a smile: "I think I may not have eaten tiramisu for a long time, but it's still a familiar taste." ”

Su Mulian, who heard this, was extremely surprised, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Old General Cheng, have you eaten before?" ”

Seeing her reaction, Cheng Xiujie faded the smile on her face, her face became heavy, and she suddenly realized that she was now in a state of amnesia, but she was a little surprised by her surprised expression.

"Ate it a long time ago." Cheng Xiujie, who didn't know how to answer, finally said.

Su Mulian forced herself to calm down, thinking about it, this tiramisu was introduced from the West, and it was 100% not available in ancient times, if the people here have eaten it, it can only mean one problem, that is, there is another person who has crossed over.

Thinking of this, Su Mulian couldn't help but be happy, if there was really another modern person, she would definitely find it, so that they could discuss it together and find a way to go back.

Cheng Xiujie was a little surprised when he saw the sudden smile on her face, and asked cautiously, "Princess, I don't know what you are doing with this question?" ”

"Do you know who made it for you?" Su Mulian couldn't wait to open her eyes and asked.

This made Cheng Xiujie not know how to answer for a while, it can't be said that she invented it, right?

"Old General Cheng?" Su Mulian asked eagerly.

"Cheng Aoran bought it for me a long time ago, and I don't know who it is." Cheng Xiujie could only hide it and continued to eat.

Su Mulian looked at Cheng Aoran with a confused look with expectant eyes, and suddenly remembered that he had lost his memory, and then he could only give up with a long sigh, it seemed that he could only rely on himself.

"Okay, you eat slowly, I'll go back first." Su Mulian said, and without waiting for them to answer, she got up and left, and asked Edon on the side, "Have you ever heard of Tiramisu?" ”

Yidong nodded and said, "I heard it." ”

Su Mulian frowned and commanded in a low voice, "Go and find out this person who made tiramisu." ”

Edon looked at her very embarrassed, this person who did tiramisu was her, how to find it? If you tell her directly, I'm afraid it will make her angry, and she will be a little entangled, so she can only lie.

"The slave maid heard that the person who invented tiramisu disappeared in the rebellion half a year ago, and no one knows where she is."

After hearing this, Su Mulian could only be disappointed, most of the disappearances were no longer in the world, and she thought that she could find her fellow countrymen, but she was happy in vain.

"It seems that it is destined not to go back."