The next day, before dawn, Rong Yanran quietly got up at He Xiang's call. Since she saw He Liefeng yesterday, the little guilt in her heart has expanded rapidly. In order to make her conscience more comfortable, she decided to collect some in person.

After washing up, I just left the door and saw Murong Xuan descending in front of me like a god. His black hair was hit by the morning dew and hung several strands of his forehead, bright and dazzling.

He had a usual evil smile on the corner of his mouth and said half-truely: "My Yan'er is really selfless. She got up for others so early! It seems that she hasn't cooked me for breakfast yet. Alas! Am I the fiancé who comes first in your heart?" He sighed quietly, blinking his deep and charming black eyes.

Rong Yanran glanced at the utensil in his hand and knew what was in it. She grinned and showed off a few beautiful white teeth. She tiptoed and quickly left a kiss on his side: "Look at how mature and generous my fiancé is. If you know what I want, you will send me something. How could I bear to overcome the great difficulties and give up the temptation of quilts and just make a breakfast for you, let alone so many chefs carefully preparing for you, how could I bear to take their jobs?"

Murong Xuan rubbed the place she kissed, smiled and satisfied from the corner of her mouth. He gently held her slightly cool hand and said, "I have sent someone to collect it. In order to show my sincerity, I have also gone there myself, so you don't have to collect it anymore, and you don't have to go there in the future. I will prepare it until He Liefeng no longer needs it. So my little lady who has not passed the door, are you going back to sleep for a while now or a while?"

Rong Yanran was immediately moved and said: "You know me, but for your hard work and hard work, I'm completely sleepy today. I'll cook some porridge for you." Rong Yanran took the utensils from his hand and was about to put them back to his small hall. Suddenly, he stopped moving again and asked, "Don't you accompany me to the General's Mansion today?"

Murong Xuan asked back: "Do you want me to go?"

Rong Yanran's long eyelashes trembled twice, and her flower-like smile added a lot of warmth to the silent autumn. She reached out and grabbed his collar, and pulled the distance between the two of them. Murong Xuan saw her face in her dark pupils, feeling so satisfied. "Of course I hope you go, because if you go, He Liefeng will definitely let us leave soon. I don't want to face that face alone for a long time, and I feel scared and guilty."

Murong Xuan felt something in his mind was broken. Because of her actions, he thought he wanted to say such affectionate or philosophical words, but he didn't expect it to be this. He was a little disappointed. He said helplessly: "I want to accompany you too, but I have to make clothes today. It is said that the father chose the best tailor in the world. He only made clothes for the father and the queen and the children he loved. I have to give him such face." In fact, there are his deceased mother and Murong An's mother, but that's all over.
Chapter completed!