After a while, Jin Shaoming let go of Mu Lingyun.

"I'm hungry!" Mu Lingyun covered her stomach, she only cared about sulking at noon, she didn't eat much, and now her stomach was 'gurgling'.

"Then I'll take you to dinner." Jin Shaoming said, holding her hand with one hand, picking up the oil-paper umbrella with the other, and leading her out of the pavilion. And the bowl that Xu Ce brought over just now was placed on the stone table of the pavilion without moving, and was forgotten by Mu Lingyun.

The rain slowly subsided, but Jin Shaoming did not slack off at all, he still quietly hugged her shoulders, and the two of them walked forward with the same umbrella. The wind blew the hair of the two with a slight coolness, and the two supported each other to walk forward together.

Seeing that the kitchen was almost there, Mu Lingyun was a little melancholy, "Now there are only those leftovers left in the kitchen." She regretted it a little, she knew that she should have eaten a few more bites while it was hot, and she wouldn't have starved her stomach now.

Jin Shaoming smiled and said, "I will make egg fried rice, and I will personally make egg fried rice for you to eat later." ”

"Wow, I didn't expect the dignified prince to be able to cook?" Mu Lingyun was extremely surprised. She still remembers that a few days ago, the failed lychee meat she made by herself almost burned the kitchen, and that unbearable past made her still jealous of the kitchen.

"That's all I'm going to do." Jin Shaoming said embarrassedly.

The two walked into the kitchen, Jin Shaoming washed his hands, and prepared the ingredients he needed, he picked up the silver kitchen knife and peeled off the carrots first. People who practice martial arts have an advantage, that is, they are very handy at peeling and cutting vegetables.

Mu Lingyun was in charge of washing the vegetables next to him and helping him do it.

Hearing only the sound of 'chopping', Jin Shaoming raised and fell with his knife and cut the carrot into filaments of the same size.

Mu Lingyun picked up a handful of shredded carrots and was amazed: "Lord Wang, your knife skills are really amazing!" ”

Jin Shaoming smiled indifferently, "It's nothing, it's just a piece of cake." ”

He made a firewood, poured the oil into the pot, the oil pot was fragrant, and when a wisp of light smoke came out of the oil, Jin Shaoming poured the cut vegetables into it and stir-fried.

"You have to fry these dishes first, you have to let them taste first." Jin Shaoming explained to Mu Lingyun while frying.

Mu Lingyun felt incredible, "Yutang, who taught you to do this?" She also thought that Jin Shaoming was a pampered prince, but she didn't expect to be so meticulous.

"This is what my nurse taught me, she said that if you are hungry at night and want to eat supper, you can also deal with your stomach so that you don't go hungry." Jin Shaoming replied.

Mu Lingyun stood aside and watched intently, it was very simple to just watch others do it, but when it came to doing it yourself, it would be difficult!

When Jin Shaoming put the rice in the pot and stir-fried, Mu Lingyun was also eager to try. "Give me the spoon to try." Mu Lingyun was excited for a moment and took the initiative to ask.

"Good!" Jin Shaoming handed the spoon into Mu Lingyun's hands, and he himself stood behind Mu Lingyun to see how she fried it.

Mu Lingyun learned Jin Shaoming's posture just now, and carefully turned the fried rice in the pot.

"Yes, the children can be taught!" Jin Shaoming cast an appreciative look.

"It's the master who teaches well." Mu Lingyun smiled shallowly.

After a while, the fried rice in the pot was fried to a shiny shine, and bursts of fragrant egg fragrance wafted out from the pot, the rice grains and eggs were well matched, Jin Shaoming was not satisfied with this, and sprinkled a handful of shredded green onions into it.

This pot of egg fried rice not only smells fragrant, but also has a very impressive color and appearance. Although Jin Shaoming can make fried rice, he has only eaten it by himself, he has never made it for others to taste, Mu Lingyun is the first person to taste his fried rice.

"Hungry, come and eat!" Jin Shaoming said with a smile.

He handed Mu Lingyun a spoon. Mu Lingyun couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and scoop it into his mouth.

Jin Shaoming looked at Mu Lingyun expectantly, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "How is it?" Is it tasty? He hadn't tasted it himself, so he was a little nervous, afraid that if he hadn't done it for too long, his cooking skills would decline.

Mu Lingyun tasted the egg fried rice in his mouth, and nodded again and again: "Hmm, it's delicious!" She was full of praise for the unsightly egg fried rice.

"It's delicious, then eat more." Jin Shaoming picked up another spoon on the side, scooped a spoonful and fed it to her.

Although it is not a delicacies from the mountains and seas, in Mu Lingyun's eyes, this is the best thing she has ever eaten, this is the love egg fried rice that her husband specially made for her.

On the other side, Xu Ce came to the pavilion, and he found that the bowl of decoction with abortion pills was still full, and Mu Lingyun didn't drink it at all.

He couldn't help but wonder if it was Mu Lingyun who was suspicious of him and unwilling to drink the decoction he brought. Xu Ce picked up the bowl of medicine and poured it on the ground.

"Li San, what are you doing here?" Bihong came over at this time.

"It's nothing, I just sent a bowl of fetal medicine to the princess, and the princess forgot to drink it and it was already cold, so I spilled it." Xu Ce behaved very calmly.

"Then do you know where the princess has gone?" Bihong asked again, because she originally wanted to accompany Mu Lingyun, but in the end, she was taken away by Mu Lingyun. But the princess is now pregnant, and Bihong is not worried that there is no one around her to take care of her.

Xu Ce shook his head: "I don't know, but just now I saw the prince passing by in the pavilion, maybe the princess is with the prince now." ”

Bihong was overjoyed when she heard this, she originally saw that the princess was depressed about the prince's affairs at noon, and she thought that if she had the company of the prince, the princess might not be so unhappy.

"Thank you, then I'm leaving." Bihong said goodbye to Xu Ce, and she was going to go back to the princess's room to have a look.

As soon as Bihong walked halfway down, she saw Mu Lingyun and Jin Shaoming walking together, and the prince's hand was still supporting Mu Lingyun, and the husband and wife looked very affectionate.

Since ancient times, husbands and wives have quarreled, and the head of the bed quarrels and the end of the bed, and Bihong has also been happy for the two of them.

Jin Shaoming helped Mu Lingyun back to the room, "Yun'er, you sit down first, and I'll pour water for you to drink." He thought she might be thirsty after eating fried rice, so he made her tea.

At this moment, Jin Shaoming looked at her slightly frowning brows, thinking in his heart that Mu Lingyun was originally a person who liked freedom, but since he came back to the prince's mansion, he had lost his freedom, and he didn't want to see her so sad.

Jin Shaoming sat beside her and said in a low voice: "Yun'er, it's about to be the Double Ninth Festival, let's go to Hou Shaoqing's mansion to enjoy the chrysanthemums together!" He wanted to take her out for a walk, and maybe he wouldn't fall into sorrow.

Mu Lingyun looked up at the window, although the rain stopped, but the dark clouds did not completely disperse, it often rained in this season, she couldn't help but be a little worried, "If it's still raining at that time, don't go, if it's sunny, then go to enjoy the chrysanthemum." ”

"Okay." Jin Shaoming readily agreed.

"Ahh Mu Lingyun suddenly sneezed, and she hurriedly rubbed her nose with her fingers.

Jin Shaoming looked nervous, and asked worriedly: "You shouldn't have been caught by the rain just now, right?" ”

Mu Lingyun shook his head disapprovingly and said, "My body is not so weak, and I am not so cold so quickly. ”

Unexpectedly, he was really told by Jin Shaoming, Mu Lingyun really suffered from the cold, and Jin Shaoming was anxious to follow the ants on the hot pot, and specially invited the imperial doctor in the palace to help diagnose and treat. Because Mu Lingyun was still pregnant, the imperial doctor only prescribed mild medicine, which could not take effect quickly in the short term.

Jin Shaoming stayed by Mu Lingyun's side day and night, not leaving an inch, he looked at the haggard face on the bed worriedly, he would rather be the sick person himself, than see Mu Lingyun in so much pain.

"Hmm, I'm so hot!" Mu Lingyun only felt that her back was sweating, and she was anxious to take off the quilt, but Jin Shaoming stopped her.

Jin Shaoming held her hand and coaxed her softly: "Yun'er, you are suffering from the wind and cold now, and you can't blow the wind." He was worried that her illness would worsen, which would not only be bad for the fetus, but also the root of the disease.

Mu Lingyun had no choice but to lie down obediently, and Jin Shaoming also helped her wipe off the hot sweat on her forehead.

After a few days, after Jin Shaoming's meticulous care, Mu Lingyun's wind cold was finally cured, and Jin Shaoming's frowning brows were finally relaxed.

"God treats me really well, just let my wind chill before the Double Ninth Festival, so that I can go to the Hou Mansion with you to enjoy the chrysanthemum." Mu Lingyun smiled lightly.

Jin Shaoming put the peeled grapes in her mouth, and his eyes were full of pampering when he looked at her: "Yes, God must have heard your heart and made you recover." ”

He has always been considerate to her, and Mu Lingyun is quite pleased.

On the day of the Chung Yeung Festival, the sky is clear and the breeze is soft.

Early in the morning, Mu Lingyun changed his clothes with great interest. Her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she just made a few new outfits for her yesterday.

"Bihong, do you think I'm fat?" Mu Lingyun looked at the bronze mirror and couldn't help but touch his cheek with his hand. In the mirror, her face is very ruddy, but there is obviously more flesh on her cheeks than before.

Since she became pregnant, she has eaten more than before, her belly has grown, but she herself has gained weight, looking at her more and more rounded face, Mu Lingyun is deeply worried. After all, as far as the young and beautiful Shen Xuerou is concerned, she also knows that she is no longer as delicate as she was back then.

"Princess, you're not fat, you're called plump......" Bihong said with a grin, and inserted a hairpin into her hair.

When Bihong said this, Mu Lingyun laughed 'poof'. I've seen people who can praise people, but I have never seen people who can praise people like Bihong. Her words won Mu Lingyun's heart.

"You're really good at complimenting." Mu Lingyun said with a smile.