As soon as Yingning had set up all the meals, Wu Qi and Mo Yan entered the door from the backyard together. Steward Zhong respectfully took a step back, bent down and said, "Lord Wang." ”

Wu Qi hummed, walked to the table and sat down, and asked, "How is the palace now?" ”

Steward Zhong replied: "Everything is normal, there are many officials and businessmen who come to offer condolences in an endless stream. The emperor also sent someone over, and tomorrow's funeral will be presided over by the emperor's little dezi. In addition, Aunt Xia, who was next to the Queen Mother, also came, she wanted to see the prince's 'remains', but was blocked back by the old slave. However, she seems to be suspicious, and the news of the prince's fake death may not be able to hide it from her. ”

Wu Qi nodded and whispered, "That's it, the queen mother is not in good health, and it's good that she knows." lest I be all right, but the queen mother falls, and the gain outweighs the loss. ”

I briefly instructed Steward Zhong to do something, and sent him away. After all, as the housekeeper of the house, it is not good for him to disappear for too long.

Wu Qi picked up the chopsticks on the table and was about to pick up the dishes, when he saw Yingning and Mo Yan still standing on both sides. He said, "Sit down and eat together." ”

Ying Ning was so hungry that her stomach growled, and she was about to sit on the chair when she raised her legs, only to hear Mo Yan say: "Mo Yan doesn't dare, how can the last general be on an equal footing with the prince?" ”

Ying Ning was stunned for a moment, and the leg she raised was quietly put down, she looked at the roast chicken leg on the table, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

I didn't look at Ying Ning, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her to the stool. He looked at Mo Yan again and said, "This king told you to sit, you can sit, this is an order." ”

Ying Ning blinked at Mo Yan and whispered, "The military order cannot be violated, you sit down." ”

Wu Qi looked at Ying Ning's delicate and moving expression and smiled slightly. Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, and sat down next to the edge of the stool very unnaturally.

There are the best cooks in Luoyang City in the palace, so even if Yingning is a maid, she can often eat all kinds of delicious food. The grilled chicken leg in front of her, she salivated when she saw it. It's just that I haven't moved my chopsticks, and she's a little embarrassed. She held chopsticks in one hand and her face in the other, her eyes fixed on the chicken leg. Before the chicken thighs reached her mouth, Yingning felt that all the meals had become tasteless.

I didn't notice anything wrong with her at first, until her eyes became more and more fanatical. He followed her gaze and realized that the plate had not touched a single drumstick.

He smiled inwardly and slowly stretched out his chopsticks. Ying Ning suddenly seemed to be alive, her eyebrows jumped slightly, and she was happy in her heart: "He is going to eat chicken legs, I can eat them too, so happy." ”

I picked up a chicken leg, Yingning was ready to stretch out his chopsticks, but he didn't expect his chopsticks to suddenly turn around, and the next moment it appeared in Yingning's bowl. Ying Ning looked at him, and then at the chicken legs, her face showed a suspicious flush, was she too obvious? It was discovered. She smiled reluctantly: "Actually, I don't like to eat chicken thighs that much. ”

My expression did not change, and I said indifferently: "Oh, is it? Then you might as well give it back to me. ”

Ying Ning turned around slightly and turned the bowl to the side: "Hmm...... No, if you give it to me, you will eat it if you don't like it. ”

"Duplicity." I said in my heart.

In the next few days, among the meals delivered by Steward Zhong, there will always be meals that Yingning loves to love. Eight treasure tea, Dongpo elbow, roast goose, steamed fish. Later, when Steward Zhong delivered the food and left, he would always ask a few words: "What does the girl want to eat tomorrow?" Lighter, or heavier oil? ”

Yingning wondered, shouldn't this ask the prince what he wants to eat? Steward Zhong replied unquestionably, he said: "The prince has never been picky about diet, the girl is thin, so she naturally needs to eat more to make up for it, otherwise how can you have the energy to take care of the prince?" ”

This is very reasonable, she has an extra job every day, that is, she must always think about what to eat tomorrow? It's a very serious question, and she struggles at times. After all, there are so many things she wants to eat, it will be difficult to choose for a while.

Wu Qi and Mo Yan will not have such suffering, they really don't have much expectation of eating. She asked Mo Yan, and Mo Yan told her that they sometimes spend most of the year guarding the border gates, often sleeping in the open air, and it is good to have a full meal, where are they still in the mood to find fault with whether they like to eat. In the military, picky eaters have long been eliminated.

So they live here, unlike Yingning, who frown about what to eat tomorrow. They spend more time practicing, occasionally reading books. Most of the books I read during my period were military books, probably to prepare for future wars.

When they practiced, they would go to the forest in front of the house to practice, and sometimes they would alarm the birds in the forest and cause them to fly around. So you will always see two majestic figures, chirping birds, and flying dust.

Ying Ning would join them when she couldn't help it, and at first Mo Yan looked down on her. In Mo Yan's eyes, she was just a woman, and he didn't bother to do anything with her at all. And he is also convinced that Ying Ning does only know some three-legged cat kung fu, I am afraid that he can knock her to the ground with one palm. I was skeptical of him, because he really hadn't seen Ying Ning do it, and he didn't know what her tricks were.

It wasn't until Ying Ning kicked Mo Yan's chest and kicked him a few meters away that Mo Yan's eyes widened with a look of disbelief. Ying Ning ran over, patted the footprints on his chest, raised a smile and said, "Don't underestimate women, do you know what a heroine is?" ”

Mo Yan couldn't believe that Yingning's kung fu on his hands and feet was so good. Counting that they really didn't have a real sense of fighting, Ying Ning entered the palace for the first time and was debunked by him, they just made two moves, he just thought she knew kung fu at the time, but he didn't expect him to lose to her. He felt a little embarrassed, but he admired it a little, and he admired it from the bottom of his heart. He felt more and more that this woman was not simple, if she became the princess of the prince, she would definitely be able to help the prince.

I looked at Ying Ning with a smile, and there was a slight smug expression on my face. The woman he likes is really good, she can be literate and martial, she can be tender like water, and she can also be a heroine.

Mo Yan was very annoyed, even if he admired Yingning again, but he had been fighting on the battlefield for several years, and it was not glorious to lose in the hands of a woman. He put away the sword in his hand, said a word to Wu Qi, and then turned and walked away dejectedly.

Yingning looked at Wu Qi, scratched his head and asked, "Is he angry?" ”

Wu Qi laughed, came to her with his hands behind his back, reached out to pluck a dead leaf on her head, grabbed the leaf, and said casually: "No, he is just a little unwilling to be challenged by his dignity." However, you have pleasantly surprised me. Where did you study? Why is it so good? ”

Yingning was asked, how should she answer. These kung fu of hers are taught by Xuannu and Yejun, and Xiaoyaojun also gives her some advice. It's more taught by me, when I was in the underworld, I often felt that her body was messy, and she couldn't learn any of them. So he taught her himself. But she couldn't answer like this, she thought for a long time before she said, "There are too many masters, and I can't say clearly for a while." ”

I sighed and didn't ask any more questions. He reached out to her and said, "Give me back my sword." ”

When she wanted to compete with Mo Yan, because she didn't have a sword, Wu Qi lent her his own sword. As soon as Ying Ning got it in his hand, he recognized at a glance that it was the dragon pattern sword that I had used when I was in the underworld. She liked his sword very much, but I didn't let her touch it very often. Because the sword itself is very heavy, I am afraid that she will be naughty and hurt her.

Now the sword is in his hand again, but it doesn't seem to weigh as much as it did then. At least she won't have too much trouble holding it in her hand, thinking that the current period is a mortal after all, and he lacks the courage he had when he was the king of Hades.

"Where did you get this sword from? The dragon carved on it is very beautiful. Ying Ning asked as she handed it to him.

I took out a silk handkerchief from my sleeve, wiped the sword clean, and put the sword into the scabbard beside it. He replied: "When I was fifteen years old, I went out with my father on a campaign, and because I won the battle, when I came back, my father rewarded me with this dragon sword. Since then, this sword has accompanied me in countless battles, and it is a very important and good companion for me. ”

So everything that belongs to him is there, just without her. She suddenly felt a little sad, and her eyes were hot. There was something wet dripping on her face. Wu Qi held her wrist and said lightly: "Let's go, it's raining." ”

Ying Ning followed behind him, raised his head and looked at the sky, but he didn't know when it had become gloomy. She thought she was crying, but it was raining. Drops of rain fell down her face, down her cheeks and down her neck, drenching her clothes.

A rustling light rain kept falling, and the raindrops fell low on the ground, splashing small blisters on the ground. Yingning lit an oil lamp and sat on the side to read. He was watching "The Art of War", and Yingning was not interested in it, so she hid aside and made fragrances. The petals, which had been dried, were crushed little by little by her and turned into powder. The faint fragrance permeates the room, and the fragrance of the rain-soaked earth outside makes people feel comfortable.

The hours passed little by little, and Yingning put the mixed incense powder into the bottle and put it away properly. She rubbed her sore neck, and looked up at him, who was still sitting upright, as if he hadn't even changed his posture, and was reading intently.

During this period, Mo Yan came to the room, changed him to a pot of hot tea, and reminded him that it was time to rest. He just nodded, and it seemed that it should have been a child now. Ying Ning propped her head on her hands, and her eyelids were fighting straight up and down. She didn't bother to remind me, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

At some point, someone pushed her. She woke up suddenly, opened her worried eyes, and saw that Wu Qi was looking at her with a smile, Ying Ning did not wake up, she looked confused, she stretched out her hand and touched Wu Qi's face, and muttered: "Why is it different?" ”

I didn't know what she meant, so I just smiled and said, "If you're sleepy like this, go to sleep." ”

Ying Ning nodded ignorantly, got up and walked to the bed on the side, pulled the quilt on the bed casually, and fell down as soon as his body was crooked, and after a while, he remembered the sound of even breathing. I couldn't laugh or cry, this seemed to be his room. The heart is too big.,I don't know if it's a shortcoming.。。

I walked over and covered her with a quilt with only a little belly. Looking at her quiet and beautiful sleeping face, there is infinite peace in my heart. He returned to the table, picked up the book, and began to read it.