The next morning, Yinyue got up early to make breakfast, but when she walked to the kitchen, she was immediately stunned. Stove? She had never been exposed to any of these things.

In modern times, there are rice cookers and microwave ovens, but in ancient times, her hands were soft and her skin was smooth, and she knew at a glance that she was the daughter of a large family, so she went into battle hard, put the wild vegetables and mushrooms on the stove into the cauldron together, and after lighting the fire, she took a sunflower fan and fanned the wind into the stove, and a stream of smoke overflowed.

At first, the smoke was not very big, but Huangfu Yinyue kept fanning the wind inside, but the fire was extinguished, and a large puff of smoke spewed out, choking her straight cough, but she was not discouraged, she kept holding a fan to fan the wind, and this time the firewood was rekindled, but the fire source in the fan was too close, so it burned all at once, she hurriedly blew into the fan, "whirring ......", but the more it blew, the faster the fire burned, and the smoke almost filled the entire kitchen.

Yinyue couldn't help coughing, seeing the miasma of smoke in front of her, she quickly picked up a wet cloth on the table to cover her nose, and ran out of it in a panic, just as she stepped out of the threshold, with a "bang", it hit Zeming's chest, and after rebounding back, she fell backwards.

Zeming quickly grabbed her waist with his eyes, turned around, and both of them landed smoothly on the open space outside the kitchen. He looked at her nervously, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just ......"

Silvermoon glanced at the burning kitchen with her eyes.

"I set your kitchen on fire. I was going to get you breakfast. ”

Yinyue lowered her head as she spoke, not daring to look at him.

Zeming said with a slight dote: "It doesn't matter, as long as you're okay, the kitchen is burning, and another one can be built." ”

He took out a square scarf embroidered with patterns from his sleeve and carefully wiped her dirty little face.

"You don't have to go to the kitchen to cook in the future, what if you burn yourself?"

Yinyue raised her eyes and looked at Zeming with pitiful and innocent eyes.

"Am I useless, I can't do something so simple?" Silver Moon suddenly had tears in her eyes.

Zeming comforted: "No, you can help me wash my clothes and clean the house, and leave the cooking to me." ”

Silver Moon nodded, "Hmm." ”

Zeming glanced at the kitchen: "Okay, now you need to take a hot shower and change your clothes." I'll boil water for you. ”

"Okay."

Inside the room, a large wooden barrel filled with hot water, with beautiful wildflowers floating on it, and a light medicinal fragrance was very soothing.

After Yinyue took off her clothes, she stepped into the wooden barrel, soaked comfortably in the hot water, only her shoulders were exposed, and she slowly wiped her body with a bath towel in her hand, and when she was almost washed, she buried herself under the water, washing her long hair.

About half an hour, Zeming's voice sounded outside the door: "Yue'er, have you washed it?" ”

Yinyue said loudly to the door, "It's washed." I'm getting dressed now. ”

There was a sound of rustling clothes, and after tying her belt, Yinyue pushed open the door and saw Xiahou Zeming standing by the door waiting for her.

"Let's go, we'll go have breakfast now, and I'll take you to a good place later."

Yinyue looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the wooden table, and couldn't help but admire Ze Minglai, there were three pastries on the table, including osmanthus cake, lotus seed cake and water chestnut cake, two bowls of fresh fish porridge, plus a stack of pickles.

"God, is this what you did? It's so fragrant, and it looks so good, I drooled when I saw it. ”

The corners of Zeming's mouth rose slightly: "I didn't do it, who do you think will do it?" ”

Yinyue hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and started to move, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and put it in her mouth, the osmanthus cake melted in her mouth, after eating, the whole throat had a cool feeling, and there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

"It's delicious." She couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised Zeming's good cooking skills.

After breakfast, Ze Ming took the silver moon to a maple forest behind the medicine house, it was autumn, and the beautiful maple leaves fell with the wind, fell on the small stone road, paved with a layer, stepped on it, and made a "rustling" sound.

There was a maple leaf falling on Xia Houyue's shoulder, Zeming stretched out his hand and gently helped her brush off the maple leaf, the early morning sun shone into the maple forest, and the whole picture was very beautiful.

Along the way, the two of them did not speak very tacitly, allowing the gentle autumn breeze to blow slowly on their dresses.

"Alright, now you close your eyes."

Zeming held his hand in front of her.

She pouted a little dissatisfied, "Why?" ”。

Zeming smiled mysteriously, "You close it first, quickly." As he spoke, he reached out and gently covered her eyes, and then took her small palm with his other hand, the whole process seemed very natural, as if he had practiced it thousands of times, Yinyue let him lead him, although he felt very flustered, but he didn't know how fast his heart was beating now, and his ears were red.

"Be careful, there's stairs ahead."

He carefully showed her the way ahead, and the two of them walked in tacit agreement for a while.

At this time, there was a sound of running water in her ears, like a waterfall, and she asked anxiously, "Have you arrived?" "It's almost there."

Xiahou Zeming thought that time could stop, but they had already reached their destination, so he let go of the hand covering her eyes, but still held her hand tightly.

"How's it going, pretty, isn't it?"

"Wow, it's beautiful, it's really beautiful. Thank you for bringing me here. ”

The scenery in front of you is like a fairyland, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere, a large group of colorful butterflies are flying in the air, there is a waterfall not far away, Yinyue gently broke free of Zeming's hand, ran into the flowers, and danced happily, although the dance steps are a little messy, but it does not affect her beauty, the skirt dances with her movements, at this time she is like a fairy who has landed in the mortal world, a group of colorful butterflies around her also danced, Ze Ming, who was standing on the side, saw her so happy, and her heart was like eating honey, I couldn't help but think, It would be nice to be able to do this every day.

When she was tired of playing, she picked some beautiful flowers, and then lifted her skirt and put it inside, and in a short time it was full, so she went to him and sat down, and quietly weaved the wreath. He couldn't help but be fascinated when he looked at her, and sat on the lawn like her.

After a while, two beautiful rings were braided, and Yinyue put it on Zeming's head without thinking about it, while the other, she wore it on her own head.

The two looked at each other, "poof", and laughed in unison.

After laughing, Yinyue lay directly on the grass, pillowing her head with her arms, and looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her eyes: "It would be nice if you could see such a beautiful scenery every day." ”

Zeming lay next to her, turned his head and said to her, "I will bring you here every day for as long as you want." From now on, this is a little secret between us.

Yinyue turned her head to look at Xiahou Zeming's bright eyes and said, "Okay, let's pull the hook." ”

The slender tail finger stretched out and hooked Xiahou Zeming's tail finger, "Hang yourself on the hook for a hundred years, and you are not allowed to change." ”

At noon, the two of them walked happily back to the cabin, and Zeming continued to arrange his medicinal herbs before going to prepare lunch.

Yinyue was bored, so she ran to his study by herself.

There were two tall bookshelves in the study, and a long wooden table, on which were several books, one of which had been turned to the middle and spread out, with a brush and an inkstone beside it.

On the wall behind the desk hangs a lotus flower, and directly above it are written two vigorous and powerful words: "Lingyun".

She paced over to the bookshelf and looked at the titles, but most of them were archaic characters that she couldn't recognize.

Carefully scanning the neatly arranged books, there was a copy of "Chronicles of the Golden Feather Kingdom" that caught her eye, so she carefully pulled it out, held it in her hand, walked to the back of the desk, sat on the rattan chair and looked through it carefully. The words on it are generally recognizable, so it doesn't look very hard.

About half an hour passed, and Yinyue finished reading this heavy history book at a glance, and probably learned that the dynasty she is in now is the Golden Feather Dynasty, and it is now the twenty-fifth year of Wanqing.