Duan Yixi was silent.

Yun Mumu continued to pour ecstasy soup on him, "Your Majesty, although you are the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven is also a human being, and everyone makes mistakes. ”

Duan Yixi squinted at her little face, was silent for a while, and said, "I know, it's late, you can rest." ”

Yun Mumu was very happy in his heart, this tyrant has changed his temperament, and his son can be taught.

Jumped into bed and slept in her dragon couch.

In the days when he returned to the palace, Yun Mumu slept on Duan Yixi's dragon couch every day.

The reason, spacious, comfortable and warm.

Anyway, this man can't move, and he won't do anything bad to himself.

For this matter, Duan Yixi was very happy in his heart, every day before going to bed and waking up, he could see the beauty on his side, and his mood would be much better.

Early the next morning, Yun Mumu instructed Bingqiao to prepare more ingredients.

The reason is that Duan Yixi is about to avoid eating, so today she wants to cook him more delicious food and let him eat enough.

In fact, the main thing is that she was moved by the attitude of the tyrant yesterday who had the courage to admit his mistakes.

After Bingqiao prepared the ingredients, he kept the big stove and made breakfast for everyone.

"Mother, it's time for breakfast."

After doing it, she stepped on her embroidered shoes and came behind Yun Mumu, who was dressing up.

Ah Jiu is helping Yun Mumu pull his hair.

The beauty's black hair is like a cloud, almost swaying to the ground, reflecting a stunning face in the glass mirror, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, Qiong nose and cherry lips, dignified and insufficient, and enchanting.

Yun Mumu couldn't help but say: "Alas, it's too jealous to look like." ”

Bingqiao catered to: "Who said it wasn't, the mother is so good-looking, and she looks stupid at the slaves." ”

Ah Jiu smiled and didn't make a sound, but he also agreed with what Bingqiao said in his heart.

Duan Yixi on the bed shook his head speechlessly, he had never seen narcissism, but he had never seen narcissism to such a shameless state.

At noon today, I specially stewed a pot of elbows for Duan Yixi.

After eating, I roasted some sweet potatoes over the remaining charcoal fire.

In the end, I also made some osmanthus cake to eat.

But because the tools were not very good, when the osmanthus fruit was steamed out in the end, it became a large lump.

"It's not pretty, but it's definitely delicious." Yun Mumu explained to everyone.

You can't blame yourself for not being skilled, it's really a tool that doesn't work well.

Bingqiao and Ah Jiu naturally didn't say anything.

But Duan Yixi was not so easy to fool, and said without being salty: "The craftsmanship is not refined and the tools are not good, you obviously can't pull out the and blame the earth is not attractive." ”

Yun Mumu turned his head to stare at him unhappily, and said loudly: "Then the emperor, do you eat or not?" If you don't eat it, we'll cut it into three pieces, and you won't have it. ”

"Eat." A certain man replied with a word.

Yun Mumu: Your Majesty, you really have a personality.

They took the osmanthus cake out of the steamer.

Cut into four pieces, and the three of them all looked at the four cut osmanthus cakes with staring eyes.

Duan Yixi also craned his neck and looked forward to it, but before he could eat it, someone came.

It was Yun Mumu's white lotus sister Yun Churan, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

Yun Churan walked in by himself with the kind of little face that I saw pitiful.

Beauty is like a flower, black hair is embellished with emerald, pretty like a three-spring peach, and plain like a nine-autumn chrysanthemum.

The slender figure, like a paper man, seems to be crushed with a single finger.

"Sister." As soon as he saw Yun Mumu, he called weakly.