"So, you used to ...... Do you know me?" Strange, she has lived in the Gu Mansion since she was a child, and she never even went out of the mansion when she was a child, where would she see him?

"Recognize. ”

"But I haven't seen you. She said.

Murong's eyes darkened, now may not be the time to reveal her life experience, even if it is revealed, it will be harmful to her life and not beneficial.

Just when Gu Qing thought that the atmosphere had frozen, Murong suddenly smiled and said, "Isn't A-Qing responsible for me?"

He was talking about the peach grove that day.

Her daughter's face was already thin, and she finally forced herself to forget that scene, but now that he deliberately mentioned it, her cheeks immediately turned red: "What...... What's the matter?"

"Oh, did A-Qing forget? Then, Mu Mou will show A-Qing. ”

"Don't don't don't ......" Gu Qing hurriedly stopped, and stepped back by the way, hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was watching the joke, she didn't want to make the headlines in the harem tomorrow morning.

Even though Gu Qing obstructed her in every way, Murong still refused to let her go, and the more she retreated, the more he deliberately walked forward, approaching her step by step, no matter how resistant her behavior was.

"Don't come here, be careful that I sue you for indecent ......"

Seeing that Murong leaned over and her cheeks were getting closer, she looked back and saw that there was a railing behind her that was higher than her waist, and there was no way to cross it.

The distance between each other was almost close to her face.

Gu Qing hurriedly covered his face with both hands, leaving no gap, panicking that he made some moves, but also with a little excitement.

After waiting for a long time, there was no other movement from above. Seeing her frightened look, Murong felt funny, smiled lightly in her ear, and her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, "You can cook for me with your own hands." ”

Not a plea, not a question, more of a matter of course.

But she doesn't know how to cook? Although she suffered a little in the Gu Mansion when she was a child, fortunately, Yu Niang was here, and she didn't let her suffer half of the loss, and she didn't let her do rough work.

Cooking, staying by Yu Niang's side for so long, there is a lot of exposure to it, but it has not been practical once. She remembers the name of the dish clearly, and she won't know anything when it's her turn to be in charge.

"I've never cooked. ”

"Just because you haven't done it doesn't mean you won't. ”

"But I ......"

"I know that there is a kitchen in a place, and come with me as an atonement for you to tease me and wait so long. ”

couldn't help but Gu Qingfen said, a hand had been grabbed by him, and he carried her out of the pavilion.

So he knew he had been deceived, so why did he wait so long?

There was no moon or starlight that night, only a black hole and mottled shadows of trees. Gu Qing figured out after a long time that everything he did was not because he liked himself, let alone admired himself, and the original idea of rushing to his side with full of enthusiasm was just to live up to his original obsession.

Unexpectedly, she didn't shake off his hand, and the sudden thick feeling that filled her heart made her irresistible.

Gu Qing felt that he had walked far away, so far that he was about to leave the palace, from the bright lights to the lack of light, from the bright to the quiet and dark.

They came to a ruined courtyard, the shape of which was outlined in the darkness, overgrown with weeds in front of the door, and gloomy, and there was not half a figure around.

"Here?" Gu Qing subconsciously drilled behind him, she couldn't see Murong's face clearly, only his vague outline was close in front of her, there was a burst of warmth from the palm of his hand, he held her hand, took her, and walked up the steps step by step.

Pushing open the old door sealed by dust, the smell of dust and worldliness crossed the air, and he polished the fire fold he carried with him, and the tiny light of the fire flickered.

"I used to play in the yard a lot. He said.

"Who lives here?" Gu Qing seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heartbeat, fluttering, and it was even clearer in the quiet night. While listening intently to Murong's speech, he observed the surroundings defensively.

He nodded back, "Well, yes...... One of my sisters. The kitchen is over here, follow me. ”

"The yard is uninhabited now, right? I guess it's a lot of dust when I grab it, how did you think of coming to this place?" When he entered the courtyard, the world was confused, so he could only let him lead him to be an obedient little follower.

"I come here a lot, you can rest assured, the kitchen is very clean. ”

I have always heard of him being the prime minister of the Mu family, starting from scratch and creating a myth of power, but I don't know that he also has a sister.

Gu Qing didn't know about his grievances with Liancheng, and those constant connections were like dark clouds piled up before the storm, just waiting for lightning and thunder to roar.

The black light turned a few corners, and finally entered a small room, Murong let go of Gu Qing's hand, and brought the fire fold close to the candlestick on the stove, and with a bang, the candle flame was lit, and the whole kitchen was much brighter.

There were a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables on the cutting board, Gu Qing stepped forward, picked up the kitchen knife and saw that there was still a silver light on it, and the figure could be seen clearly, so sharp.

Strangely, there is no one living in the yard, where does the fresh fruit and vegetables come from? There is not a trace of dust on the stove, and it is indeed very clean.

"The materials are there. Well, I want to think about it, and I won't embarrass you, just make a bowl of noodles. Murong was idle, sitting on the stool next to him with Erlang's legs crossed.

"So what are you doing?" She asked.

Murong shrugged his shoulders and kicked the firewood beside him with his foot, "I'll help you light a fire, do you want to run around alone?"

It feels reasonable, but ...... Looking at the vegetables on the cutting board, she smiled bitterly, she really hadn't cooked.

Picked up a cucumber and looked at it, put it down, picked up an egg and looked at it, put it down again, picked up another piece of tofu and looked at it, and put it down again. She propped her hands on the stove and looked at them from left to right and from right to left, oh yes, of course you have to have noodles to cook a bowl of noodles. His eyes quickly swept the kitchen, looking around.

"What are you looking for?" Murong had already lit the fire, and when she raised her eyes, there was no movement on the stove, so didn't she choose the vegetables?

"Look for noodles. ”

“......”

Murong boiled in front of the stove for a while, and there was a stabbing sound in the pot, and he wondered in his heart, why did the water boil so quickly? As soon as he opened the lid of the pot, he saw that there was no dripping water in the dry pot, and the stinging sound was because the iron pot was about to be burned through.

He blackened his face: "You didn't add water to the pot." ”

Gu Qing was still keen on finding noodles, and he didn't reply with his head: "Oh, aren't you boiling water?"

"Ladle-" A scoop of water poured down, and there was a sound of resistance in the pot, and the bottom of the dry pot instantly enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by water, and everything returned to calm.

Looking at the figure turning back and forth, left and right, Murong finally couldn't help it, stopped her, and pointed to the noodles placed on the side of the stove: "Oh, that's noodles." ”

"Isn't it?" Gu Qing was taken aback, picked up the things he pointed at, and ...... them one by one Crunchy ...... Aren't the noodles all soft and curled up in a bowl?

Now Murong really believed that she couldn't cook, he burned the firewood to the fullest, washed his hands in the basin, shook his head slightly, forget it, it's better for him to do it himself, otherwise he will have to go hungry until dawn.

"You learn from me. ”

At that moment, Murong's body emitted a huge amount of light.

Gu Qing stood aside obediently, like a docile kitten, he in her eyes rolled up his sleeves, sweating like rain in the kitchen, and his movements were skillful. Chop the vegetables, minced meat, ginger, onion and garlic, put them into another pot of oil that has been reded, and let them go down with a bone, making a clattering sound, put down the spices, take the spoon and pick up the pot, and the coherent action is done in one go.

The smell fills the kitchen.

The pot next to it was also boiling, Murong put in a handful of noodles, and when the noodles were boiled again, they were almost cooked, Gu Qingqing is long knowledge, and it turned out that the noodles were boiled softly.

Then the fragrant noodles were ready, and Murong handed her a bowl, afraid that she would be hot and specially put a rag. Gu Qing picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to start, there was still red oil floating on his face, as well as the minced meat he had stir-fried, all of which were full of color, flavor and flavor.

In the kitchen, there is only a small square table, and two people sit opposite each other. Gu Qing was hungry early in the morning, and he wanted to eat a few bites after taking the bowl, but he put it down after a little hot mouth.

"Don't you see, you can actually cook? A bite of noodles was unthinkable, Gu Qing was very satisfied, and continued to eat a few bites.

It's all small things, he is used to it, but he is still very moved when he sees Gu Qing cheering here.

"Hmm...... It's delicious. ”

Murong took a bite and said lightly: "Next time, you will make it for me." ”

She only has food in her eyes now, and she can't listen to other words at all, anyway, when she hears someone talking, she nods vigorously.

Seeing that she was eating very happily, Murong also had a great appetite, and learned from her wolfing up, and a bowl of noodles was soon swallowed.

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As long as people are extremely hungry, in front of the food, even if they are hot, they can continue to eat. Gu Qing is like this, since she ate the noodles made by Murong herself that night, her mouth was scalded with a small blister.

Looking in the mirror for a long time, even the small blisters that rose without smearing rouge could not cover the rising blisters, Gu Qing pursed the corners of her mouth, Murong was really someone she could not offend, and as soon as she ate the food he cooked, she suffered retribution.

I think she hadn't eaten anything hot before? How could there be a time like this? Well, yes, in the final analysis, it was Murong's fault, if it weren't for him, would she have eaten that bowl of noodles?

It's good now, she has to run errands for Gu Ning in the palace, and it is inevitable that she will meet people, what if she is laughed at by others?

No, she has to go to the hospital to get some medicine.

Gu Ning also laughed at her and said: "It's just a pimple, what's the fuss? It's that the girl's family is older, and she starts to pay attention to her appearance and wants to make a good impression in front of others." ”

The other person in her mouth is Murong.

The fact that Murong followed Gu Qing as a follower spread all over Ningxing Palace, and they all had an unusual relationship with the prime minister. Even Gu Ning thought that Murong was a peerless son, and although the threshold of their family Qing'er was a little lower, it was more than enough. Do you want to pick a suitable time, tell your father about this family business, let him arrange it, make preparations, and sooner rather than later.