Aya was even more silent than silent. She looked at Yan Xiaoyu for a moment. Yan Xiaoyu sighed, "The servants of the East Palace have no grudges against me. Xiao Ninglan wants to kill him. Even if he kills enough, Aya, we still
Let’s go, this place is not suitable for the two of us because of the unpredictable nature of people’s hearts.”
The two of them walked towards the city gate with some heaviness. In the distance, there was a long queue at the city gate. The guard commander of the East Palace was at the city gate, checking them carefully one by one, as if they were looking for someone.
"What's wrong, we should have taken the opportunity to sneak out last night. It's not easy to get out now. It's scary." Yan Xiaoyu said to herself, holding Aya's hand, slightly nervous.
Aya pulled her and pulled out the knife from her waist. Yan Xiaoyu shook her head, "Forcing her way in is not an option. We'd better hide first."
In the mountains behind the Prince's Mansion, the morning sunlight dyed the cave a golden color, and dewdrops lingered on the vines at the entrance of the cave.
Yan Xiaoyu lifted the vines, and the smell of cooked food penetrated her nostrils. She pulled Aya into the cave, where Yun Ziyou was roasting a pheasant. The golden chicken, dripping with oil, fell into the fire with a "pop" sound.
The flames burned even bigger.
When Yun Ziyou saw her coming in, he glanced at her coldly and said mockingly, "What kind of wind brought you here so early in the morning?"
Yan Xiaoyu sat by the fire and motioned for Aya to sit down together. Then she looked at Yun Ziyou with her chin raised, "You must have a way to get out of the city with your martial arts skills so high, right?"
"What? You want to go out of the city?" Yun Ziyou took back the fragrant roast chicken grilled on wooden sticks, then sprinkled snowflake salt, chili powder and cumin on it, spread it evenly, and then grilled it on the fire.
"Don't you hate me, the crown prince? Now you take me and run away, okay?" Yan Xiaoyu looked at him flatteringly, smiling falsely.
"Elope?" Yun Ziyou approached her ambiguously, his narrow peach blossom eyes sparkling with teasing light. His inherently beautiful style was indistinguishable between male and female, and such a charming look made people fascinated.
Yan Xiaoyu covered her pounding heart, grabbed his arm and said, "Brother Beauty, please, please? As long as you send me back to Dongchu, I will promise you anything you want!"
Yun Ziyou touched the tip of his nose and asked, "What do you think of my roasted chicken?"
Yan Xiaoyu didn't know why and nodded, "It's very good. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's delicious at first glance!"
"Then the roasted chicken you cooked last night must have been good?" Yun Ziyou took the roasted pheasant back from the shelf and placed it in Yan Xiaoyu's hands.
Yan Xiaoyu was holding the wooden stick with the roasted chicken on it, and was confused. Yun Ziyou's mocking words came again, "Two palace maids made your roasted chicken, and you are not enough? Now they are trying to trick you, Master Yun?"