The next day, Ning Yujin rarely got up early and called Mo Jingxiao who was about to enter the palace: "Your Highness Prince Ding, please have something to eat before going."
He got so busy that he even forgot his own name. If he didn't eat something now, he would definitely not remember to eat when he got to the palace.
When Mo Jingxiao heard the voice, his steps froze. He turned around and saw Ning Yujin leaning on the door.
She looked at him eagerly with her beautiful eyes, as if he was committing a heinous crime if he didn't go over.
With his eyes narrowed, Mo Jingxiao quickly walked up to her, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms: "It's very windy in the morning, so be careful of catching a cold."
It was indeed a bit cold in the autumn morning, but Xiangyue wrapped her tightly, how could she catch a cold?
However, as soon as she came into contact with Mo Jingxiao's hot chest, she couldn't help but arch her arms into his arms, and said in a deep nasal voice: "It's okay, our bodies are great, and everything smells delicious when we eat.
Everything is fine up and down.”
"Yeah." Mo Jingxiao rubbed her head and hugged her into the house.
The charcoal fire in the room was burning brightly. As soon as you entered the room, the warm air hit your face and warmed your heart.
Ning Yujin got out of his arms and led him to the table: "You haven't tried Xiangyue's cooking yet, have you? Then you are in for a treat, the food she makes is as delicious as Taibailou
The chef!”
Mo Jingxiao hurriedly sat down and opened the lids one by one. The hot white steam of the food immediately came out.
"This is Xiangyue's unique skill..."
"And this, you must try it, I guarantee you will want to eat it again..."
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It was supposed to be a solemn and busy morning, but he was so nervous last night that he almost stayed up all night, and his whole body was tense.
But when I woke up in the morning and saw such a vivid face and such a pair of moving eyes, I felt that no matter how difficult things were, they became less sad.
"Hey, what's going on with Xiangyue? Why haven't the water for hand washing and mouthwash been brought in yet?" Ning Yujin looked at the table full of delicacies and couldn't help but stood on tiptoes and looked outside anxiously.
Just as he was looking at it, he saw a light green figure walking in with his head lowered and a small step carrying a copper spittoon basin.
Ning Yujin suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly.
What came in was not Xiangyue, but Dongmei.
Why is it you? Where's Xiangyue?" Ning Yujin sat down slowly, leaned back on the chair, and slightly raised his chin to look at her.
Wearing a light green emerald feather gauze, it feels a bit elegant when walking. But this material is okay to wear in summer, and you are not afraid of being cold if you wear it so elegantly on this early autumn morning?
Dongmei knelt down to Ning Yujin, raised her head and glanced at her, and then said: "Sister Xiangyue was feeling a little uncomfortable just now. I happened to meet the slave, so I asked the slave to bring her here."
"Well, put it somewhere, you can go out." Ning Yujin waved her hand and said in a calm tone.
If she saw it right, when the girl raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes would always fall on Mo Jingxiao inadvertently.
"Miss," Dongmei raised her head and looked at Ning Yujin, with no intention of going out, "Sister Xiangyue is not here, so let me have my servants serve me."
"Ha." Ning Yujin couldn't help but chuckle.
It seems that he really can't be lazy. In just a few days, he has already found his own targets and troubles. If everyone in this house is not taken care of, I am afraid that everyone will become lawless and unruly.
Seeing that Ning Yujin remained silent, Dongmei couldn't help but cast her eyes on Mo Jingxiao: "Master..."
Mo Jingxiao's phoenix eyes were as cold as frost, and he raised his eyes straight at Dongmei, as if he wanted to freeze her into ice: "Where did you learn this rule? Master
Can’t you understand what you are saying?”
"I know my mistake!" Dongmei was still approaching tentatively, but was suddenly frightened by Mo Jingxiao's domineering and terrifying aura and fell to her knees on the ground.
Ning Yujin stood up and took the copper basin in her hand, and said with a calm expression: "Get out."
This time, Dongmei didn't say anything, and rolled out, crawling on the ground. Her legs seemed to be shaking a little as she walked.
Seeing this, Ning Yujin's lips curved and a smile appeared on her face. She turned around and walked to Mo Jingxiao: "Wash your hands and rinse your mouth."
"I'll do it myself."
Mo Jingxiao didn't want to let Ning Yujin wait on him, and Ning Yujin didn't bother to wait on him. After letting him finish it by himself, the two of them sat down to officially enjoy a sumptuous breakfast.
Xiangyue's cooking skills have always been impressive, and even Mo Jingxiao, who had little appetite, ate a lot under Ning Yujin's eager gaze.
After eating and drinking, Mo Jingxiao put down his chopsticks gracefully, took Ning Yujin's hand and said, "You still have to worry about the affairs in the house. You don't have to take care of everything, but at least let some people know who is responsible."
The master of Prince Ding’s Mansion.”
Ning Yujin never thought that Mo Jingxiao would say such words. She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment before nodding: "Okay, I understand."
"Well, then I'm going to the palace." Mo Jingxiao reached out and rubbed Ning Yujin's head, then stood up and left.
Ning Yujin looked at his back for a long time, and the expression on her face gradually darkened.
Mo Jingxiao is definitely not someone who likes to meddle in such things. It seems that a lot of things happened during the time when she was lazy and found it troublesome.
Xiangqiao took Peilan, Zisu and the others to deliver court food to Xiaobai, Xiaoba and Murong Xuan. Ning Yujin called Xia Zhu and Qiuyun came to clean up the house, while she went to Xiangyue's house by herself.
Walk inside the house.
When she went there, Xiangyue was holding on to the wall and walking towards here step by step. There was dense sweat on her face and forehead, as if she was about to faint from exhaustion.
Ning Yujin was startled, and she quickly ran over and helped Xiangyue.
"Miss, why are you here?" Xiangyue raised her head and saw Ning Yujin, and was surprised. "Have you left already?"
"Stop talking and go into the house first." Ning Yujin stopped Xiangyue and helped her walk into the house step by step.
After pouring a cup of warm water to Xiangyue, Ning Yujin asked her to take out her hand and took her pulse.
Xiangyue was still upset about what happened just now: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't suddenly felt unwell, I wouldn't have asked Dongmei to take care of me..."
"Okay, if you are sick, take good care of yourself. Don't say you don't have these things, I will be angry."
"Yes." Xiangyue lowered her head, obviously still feeling a little regretful.
Ning Yujin retracted her hand, calmly suppressed the coldness in her eyes, and then whispered to Xiangyue: "It's nothing serious, I'll prepare some medicine for you, and I'll let Xiangqiao fry it for you to drink later.
Just drink it twice and you’ll be fine.”
"Well," Xiangyue covered her stomach and lay down on the bed with Ning Yujin supporting her. She frowned and said, "It's not the right time for me to have a stomachache. I must have eaten something bad."
"It doesn't matter if you eat something bad, the important thing is who gave it to you." Ning Yujin tucked the quilt for her and patted her hand, "Don't think too much, have a good rest, I will take care of everything."
"Miss," Xiangyue seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but grab Ning Yujin's hand with her backhand, frowning and asking, "Have I caused you any trouble again?"
Ning Yujin pursed her lips and smiled, and reassured her: "It's not your problem. Sometimes if we don't look for trouble, trouble will naturally come to us."