It seems that over the years, there are some things that Chen'er has not told her.

Her eyes sank, and she looked at the boundless sky, emptying her mind.

There are some things that will not be hidden sooner or later, and the future of the ministers is still very long......

I only hope that the emperor can protect her for a good life this time, and she will be stable and worry-free for a lifetime.

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At the dinner table, without Jiaoye and Dizhi, the originally happy atmosphere was a little quiet for a while.

Mu Huachen tasted the food to himself, and just by taking a bite, he knew that this must not have been made by Saitama.

"It's delicious." Mu Huachen looked at She Fugui and praised.

She Fugui's old face smiled, the wrinkles were all stacked together, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

Saitama was not happy at this point, and brought a dish in front of Mu Huachen, which looked like tofu soup......

But the tofu inside has become tofu dregs, no, tofu milk...... The appearance is a little ugly.

"Chen'er, you taste it, this taste is not bad, She Fugui and Jiaoye have tasted it, it is not poisonous."

Saitama Mao then recommended himself, and looked at Mu Huachen with expectant eyes.

Mu Huachen pursed his lips and glanced at Mu Huai, only to see Mu Huai calmly scooping himself up with a bowl of tofu soup, and then tasting it elegantly and calmly.

After a few sips, Mu Huai nodded: "Chen'er, drink it, it's not poisonous." ”

Su Ziche listened, almost didn't collapse, and burst out laughing.

When to evaluate the quality of a dish, it is necessary to describe it as "not poisonous"?

So tragic?

Saitama pouted unhappily: "Huai'er, why don't I think you're praising me?" ”

Mu Huachen chuckled and handed the bowl to Saitama, Saitama's eyes lit up with joy, and then he scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Mu Huachen.

Mu Huachen took it, picked up the spoon, sent a spoonful of soup to his mouth, and savored it carefully.

Saitama looked at Mu Huachen expectantly, even when she got married, she had never been so nervous.

Mu Huachen took a second sip, and Saitama became even more nervous and asked, "How?" How is it? What do you think? ”

Mu Huachen put down the spoon, wiped his lower lips, and said to Saitama's expectant eyes, "Drink well, mother." ”

Saitama instantly felt that her image was glorious, and she had never felt such a sense of accomplishment.

The simple five words make Saitama feel satisfied.

Saiyu hugged Mu Huachen's face and kissed him affectionately: "Oh my God, my courtier is really a little angel, I am reluctant to marry you, no matter what kind of demon emperor or demon venerable he is, we won't marry him!" ”

Seeing Saitama so happy, everyone at the table laughed.

After being in contact with Saitama for a long time, you will find that she is not a wealthy lady at all, but simply like a girl.

With Mu Huai and Mu Huachen and a pair of children to spoil her, she can also happily be a girl, and she doesn't have to go against her will to do things she doesn't like.

This is the most desirable state of life for all women.

At this time, Jiaoye came back with blood stains on his face, as if blood was gushing out and splashing on his face.

Mu Huachen frowned, "What happened?" ”

Jiaoye wiped his face, looked at Mu Huachen with a serious expression, and said, "That man was killed......"

They put down the dishes and chopsticks one after another, and looked at Jiaoye with the same serious expression.

"I followed him quietly, and he walked in the direction of the west of the city, but before he could pass the city gate, he only felt a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, the man's arm was cruelly removed......