"Nighthawk, Zhai Li didn't send you here to let you spy on me, right?" Qiu Yue looked at him with sharp eyes. Goosebumps got from Nighthawk's sight. Qiu Yue is a woman, but the aura on her body is very similar to that of the master. Nighthawk didn't dare to provoke her, and she couldn't explain when she went back, so she had to relent: "Miss Qiuyue forgives me, my subordinates just want to ensure your safety." The master did not let his subordinates spy on you, as long as he kept you safe. ”

Qiu Yue didn't embarrass him anymore and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't have to panic, I just don't like others to interfere with me." Yinghua and Yiqu are destined to be mortal enemies, I know this. Aside from this relationship, he is also a gentleman, and you don't have to worry about him harming me. I'll take care of it myself. ”

Nighthawk nodded, and just as he wanted to leave, Qiuyue stopped him again. "It's cold, let's eat something hot today, you go out and help find some firewood." Nighthawk was trying to ease the relationship with Autumn Moon, but he didn't expect people to take it seriously at all. He couldn't be too careful, and instantly returned to the state he had when he first came, and ran to find firewood like a two-hundred-pound monkey. said that he went out to look for it, but in fact, the people in the house had already chopped it and placed it next to the porch, and he was just a porter.

However, Qiu Yue had to admit that with him, a free bodyguard and coolies, he not only saved worry but also trouble. Originally, she didn't sleep well at night, but now she is better and sleeps soundly. Don't say it, Nighthawk still feels quite safe.

At night, Qiu Yue set up a stove in the yard, a big pot, and she also made a chimney to put on. "Miss, what are you going to do here? It's been a long time since I've had my wife and the general come to eat together. Xiang'er squatted to the side with a questioning face. Xiang'er, the eldest brother has been busy every day these days, and when it's cold, my mother is too lazy to come out for fear of contracting the wind cold. I make it every day and send it to you, so let's talk about it when the weather is better. You come and light the fire first. Xiang'er responded incomprehensibly: "Oh... Okay, miss. ”

"I'll do it." Nighthawk was the first to come to the stove. Qiu Yue did not refuse, so he lit a fire and added firewood to it. While Qiuyue was cleaning the big rooster that had just been cleaned up, she asked Xiang'er to bring the chopped green onion and ginger. She added water to the pot, cooked the whole chicken in it, skimmed off the foam, and let it cool. Put the chicken broth out, disassemble the chicken again, then heat the oil in the pot, stir-fry the green onion and garlic until fragrant, and put the chicken in and stir-fry. To be stir-fried, add some soy sauce and a little sugar. Pour in the chicken broth and start to simmer, Akizuki rejuvenated a little and pasted some cakes on the side of the pot. I added vermicelli, greens, tofu to the pot... The smell wafted all over the courtyard.

Nighthawk swallowed, it was too fragrant. He looked at Qiuyue's busy figure and was very puzzled. Who is she, and why is there always a layer of mystery shrouded in her. Not only can it appear out of thin air, but it can also be brought back to life. He has an extraordinary embroidery memory, and his cooking skills are only a handful.

After a while, Qiuyue opened the lid of the pot, and a pot of fragrant stew was ready. She placed a stove on a stone table in the middle of the courtyard, filled half of the dishes in the pot into a large casserole, and put the casserole on the stove. Scoop down the pasted cakes and throw them into the casserole. Cover the rest of the cauldron.

"What are you two doing, come over here." Xiang'er and Nighthawk surrounded them, their eyes staring straight at the casserole on the table. "Take the stool," Qiu Yue glanced at the two of them. The two of them hurriedly moved the stools. When everything was finally ready, Qiu Yue took a bowl and ate it by herself. She sandwiched a few pieces of chicken, some vegetables and wide noodles.

Seeing this, Xiang'er and Nighthawk also followed her example, and put a little soup in the bowl before sandwiching some vegetables. "Oh, it's delicious, miss." She was so hot that she sighed and admired. "Miss, you must be the reincarnation of the God of Food." "Eat quickly, you can't stop your mouth when you eat." He turned his head and put a cake into the Nighthawk bowl: "Nighthawk, are you still used to eating?" Nighthawk nodded. Qiuyue lowered her head and smiled and put a piece of tofu into Xiang'er's bowl, and Xiang'er naturally took it and ate it slowly.

Nighthawk suddenly had an unrealistic idea, he wanted to stay here forever and live with this master and servant. Here he experienced the fireworks that he had never felt before. If he hadn't met Qiu Yue, he might have spent his life in chaos, fighting, killing, and killing. He didn't know that he could live like this, so carefree, so chic and wanton.

After eating, the three of them went back to their respective rooms. "Chirp" nighttime listening falls on the windowsill of the nighthawk. It tugged at its little paws and looked at the nighthawk. Nighthawk hastened to take down the letter tied to its leg. It's over, the past two days have been too leisurely, and I forgot to reply to the master. The master must have slaughtered my heart at this moment.

Nighthawk opened it tremblingly, and sure enough, the master was angry. I saw that it was written "Nighthawk, is it dead?" Nighthawk didn't dare to delay and hurriedly replied to him: Master, Miss Qiuyue has recently entered the palace every day, and she must follow her to protect her strictly, so she replied late. Miss Qiuyue is all right, and recently entered the palace with the princess of Qin to teach embroidery skills. He has had a lot of contact with Yinghua, and his subordinates have reminded Miss Qiuyue to be more wary of him - Nighthawk.

Nighthawk replied and tied it to Nighthawk's lap. Ye Ting glanced at him arrogantly, flapped his little wings and flew away. I don't know if the master will be angry.

Yiqu, Zhai Li didn't receive a reply from Nighthawk for a few days in a row, and he was very worried in his heart, could something have happened? He had been worried all day, and he had scolded Nighthawk hundreds of times. "Night Shadow" Zhai Li summoned, and Night Shadow appeared in the big tent, "King, are you looking for me?" "Well, how are you doing?" "Back to the king, the Extreme Night Xuan just sent someone here, this is the information they received." Zhai Li took the information in the hand of the night shadow, "Okay, you go get busy first, pay attention to see if the night has come back." "Yes."

Zhai Li unfolded the letter, only to see that it was clearly written: Mi Yue's mother Xiang was the concubine of Ju Ji, the concubine of the king of Chu. Her mother has a soft temperament and struggles to survive in the harem. Later, the Xiang family had Mi Yue's younger brother, Mi Rong. Today's Queen Chu is becoming more and more jealous of their mother and son. Afraid that they threatened the position of their son Mihuai. Hou Xiang was forced to death by the queen in order to protect his two children. The Miyue sisters and brothers were able to grow up safely. But the hardships are very bearable. It was also written that Mi Yue was preparing step by step to follow Mi Shu to marry into the Qin State.

Zhai Li has mixed emotions after reading it, and Mi Yue is just a weak woman who strives to survive in a difficult situation. If she hadn't taken precautions, I'm afraid there would have been no her in this world a long time ago.