Chapter 637: Cooking medicine, do not feel the pain of the meat

Seeing Ye Yunjin finally leave, Mo Yan couldn't help sitting at the bed and breathed a deep sigh of relief. Why did he come to this world by himself and always encounter this evil? Being dreamy, Ye Yunjin's handsome face appeared again in front of Mo Yan. He was so scared that he sat up straight with a shock.
"Smelly man! What are you doing!"
Ye Yunjin laughed: "Ye Yunjin! Remember, this deity is called Ye Yunjin!"
After that, he completely disappeared in front of Mo Yan.
Mo Yan looked at the sky silently, rubbing her sour brows, closing the doors and windows to make sure no one would come in again, she was lying in bed quietly with her eyes closed thinking about what happened in the palace today.
It seems that after coming out of this regent's palace, some attention should be paid. The empress seems to be very dissatisfied with her.
The thought of Jing Muhan who came to the palace to rescue her, Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and closed quickly.
How come you think of this man ~
Gradually closed his eyes and went to sleep. Good night dream ~
In the morning the next day, a knock came from the door.
Mo Yan awoke from her sleep. As a killer, she suddenly scolded herself for sleeping too much, suddenly got up and asked coldly, "Who?"


Outside the door, the maidservant Lilac returned respectfully with a washbasin: "Girl Mo, the lord Wang ordered his slave to come and wait for you."
Mo Yan heard the voice of the girl, and the hanging heart relaxed instantly, exhaling and saying to the girl outside the door: "Come in."
After getting dressed and washing, Lilac said to Mo Yan: "Girl Mo, please go to the front room to have a meal with your slave."
Mo Yan frowned. "Isn't it possible here?"
"That's what Lord Wang meant. Please ask Girl Mo forgive me."
Mo Yan was too lazy to care, and was unwilling to embarrass a little girl, and followed Lilac to the front hall.
At this time, Jing Muhan was sitting in front of the table in an ink-colored official robe, and the girls were waiting outside the door. There was no expression on his indifferent face, and the half silver mask still covered half of the face, revealing a deep and deep Ming ’s bright eyes, thin lips closed up and down, "what do you do there, but not come to eat, waiting for the king to feed you?"
Mo Yan looked back and motioned for Clove to retreat, then walked to Jing Muhan and sat down, took the tableware, and waited for Jing Muhan to speak. He ate gracefully. Jing Muhan was not taken into account at all.
The maidservant and the guards guarding the door were also shocked and stared at Mo Yan, who was full of the fragrance of the room, and could not help admiring it.


The grandfather of their family has never eaten at the same table as everyone else. When they met the palace feast, everyone looked at his grandfather's face and acted. The grandfather moved his chopsticks, and the ministers took up the chopsticks.
Unexpectedly, this woman was so bold that she couldn't help but be at the same table with Wang Ye, and Wang Ye hadn't spoken, so she ate it herself.
Shocked in my heart, I dare not say more. Can't help admiring the tightness!
Although Mo Yan noticed the hot eyes of those people, he didn't care and still ate his own food. Pick your favorite food and put it in the bowl.
I felt that Jing Muhan had been staring at himself. Mo Yan thought that Jing Muhan wanted to eat the food in front of him, so he couldn't reach it, so he looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and used his chopsticks to pinch the steamed fish in front of him. One piece was sent to Jing Muhan bowl. Faintly said to him, "Let's eat! It tastes good."
The people guarding the door, because Mo Yan acted this way, his eyes almost fell to the ground ~
And Jing Muhan evoked a smile on the corner of his mouth, fleeting, and no one caught it.
He picked up his chopsticks, glanced slightly, and finally, he sent the fish in Mo bowl to his mouth. She was about to speak, but Chu Cheng's voice came, "Master, you can't eat fish."
The food Mo Mo delivered to his mouth "snapped" on the table. She glanced back at Chu Cheng, only to hear Jing Mu's cold and indifferent voice with a bit of anger: "Get out!"
"Master, the fish will induce your body ....." Before being finished, I was interrupted by Jing Muhan, "Get off!"


Chu Cheng disappeared.
Jing Muhan picked up the fish and sent it to his mouth, but Mo Mo stopped him. "Wait!"
Jing Muhan froze, Mo Yi said displeasedly: "Since you are allergic to fish, why should you force it to eat in the abdomen, so you are uncomfortable and the dead fish are not willing!
After that, I picked out the fish from Jing Muhan's bowl and put it in my own bowl. I put some vegetarian dishes in the plate near her and sent it to Jing Muhan's bowl.
Jing Muhan received the eyes of those who were down there, and a touch of coldness passed in his eyes. Everyone saw this, and was frightened to reduce his sense of existence. However, because of the performance of their grandfather today, never dare to underestimate the girl Mo.
After a breakfast, Mo Yan was very happy. Jing Muhan ate not much on weekdays, so he ate all the dishes that Mo Yanbu gave him and did not eat any more.
Caressing the slightly swollen abdomen, Mo Yi stood up and said to Jing Muhan: "Master, the daughter will go and cook medicine for you now."
Jing Muhan nodded slightly and responded, "Well."
When Mo Yan left, he reminded the people, "Write down these dishes, as long as she comes to the front hall for dinner, let the dining room do more."
"Yes, Lord."


Jing Muhan left, and everyone began to bow his head and talk.
At this moment, Mo Yi who was in the dining room for Jing Muhan's medicine was completely unaware that he became a so-called "hot search" character in this world ~
In the most famous restaurant in Tianyuan Prefecture, Ji Jinxi, the owner of Bihai Pavilion, sat exhaustedly eating food. The beauty is not tired at all. However, when thinking of the five strongholds of the Bihai Pavilion that he was struggling to manage, Ji Jinxi felt no pain in his body.
Frowning, eating his food with his teeth gritted, finally shouting at the beauty sitting next to him: "Get out of Lao Tzu!"
In a word, the women were scared away.
At this moment, Jing Muhan's people did not arrive, and the sound came first. The sound of icy bitterness was like that of the ten thousand years of Hanchuan, with a strong murderous spirit, "Ji Shaozhu, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come here!"
Ji Jinxi heard a familiar voice, his back was cold, and he slowly turned to look at the person. He struck the slender body with an ink-colored robe. There was a strong murderous look on the whole person. Under the cold silver mask, a pair of deep and dark eyes seemed One eye can kill people, staring straight at themselves.
"It turned out to be King Brother !!"
Jing Muhan walked straight to the table and sat down with a thin lips, "The king is coming, Ji Shaozhu doesn't seem to be very welcome!"
"Where is Brother Jing, the visitor is a visitor, come here, drink!"
Jing Mu coldly glanced at Ji Jinxi, and opened his door to see the mountain. "Ji Shaozhu should know the purpose of the king here."
Ji Jinxiqiang laughed, "Did Brother Jing have revenge? The five strongholds of Bihai Pavilion were destroyed, Bihai Pavilion was demolished, and even the last gazebo was not spared. Brother Jing, we are evened out!"