078 Hidden Secret

When Murong Xueyan returned to the royal palace, she cooked in person with great interest, made a few exquisite dishes, and had dinner with Nangong Yi.

When she finished cooking, she personally brought a plate of vegetables to the stone table in the yard and smiled, "Here comes the dishes!" Her smile was so gentle that her pupils were sparkling, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Nangong Yi couldn't help but be infatuated... A seductive vegetable fragrance came to his face, which made him salivate. Looking around, they were just ordinary home-cooked dishes, but there was a kind of warmth and exquisiteness.

The dishes are very simple: the four dishes are stir-fried mushrooms with chicken legs, shredded bamboo shoots mixed with plum vegetables, stir-fried pork liver with fungus, and sweet and sour pork ribs. The soup is spinach tofu soup. The mushrooms are snow-white, and the fungus is dark. Spinach and tofu are green and white. The color is attractive and pleasing to the eyes. At a glance, it makes him have a lot of appetite.

Nangong Yi looked around, and his black eyes were round: "How did you learn to cook?"

"I just can!" Murong Xueyan blinked proudly and smiled like a little fox. "Well, do you think my skills are okay?"

"You have to taste it before you know it." Nangong Yixiao.

Murong Xueyan handed him the spoon. He scooped a spoonful of spinach and tofu soup, gently blew it cold, put it in his mouth and drank it, and the fragrant and delicious taste slipped away in his mouth.

"It's okay." Nangong Yi deliberately said it plainly.

"It turns out that my cooking skills have not improved..." Murong Xueyan shrugged down in frustration.

"Tease you!" He nodded her nose and smiled, "It's very delicious. I'll try other dishes."

"Try it quickly and taste it quickly." Murong Xueyan hurriedly handed him the chopsticks and urged him. Nangong Yi tasted every small dish with a smile before sighing contentedly, "I thought it was impossible for a daughter like you to cook in person. Even if you are forced to cook, what you make will..."

"It tastes terrible, doesn't it!" Murong Xueyan took his words and shook her head with a smile, "I'm different from them!"

They are indeed two very different people... When he fell in love with Yuner, he also ate the food she cooked. The soup is too light, the dishes are too salty, the rice is burnt, and the eggs are burnt... It was a very bad experience. He remembered that the last time he ate the noodles she cooked, it was also light and delicious.

"If you want to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach." Murong Xueyan smiled and put a piece of sweet and sour ribs into his meal.

"Xueer, it's my blessing to have you." Nangong Yi's smile is full of beauty, with unremitting tenderness.

This meal was finished in a warm and happy atmosphere. After dinner, Nangong Yi went to the study to read military books, while Murong Xueyan asked Xiurong to talk.

Today is also the day when the "Hua Kui Competition" is held in the capital. Last year's Ming Cuifang won the championship with her plan, but I don't know what to do this year.

"Which one is the princess's champion this year?" Xiurong said mysteriously.

"Ziyuan, or is it like a dream?"

"Neither, it's one of the four girls you recruited last year." Xiurong said the answer, "At the beginning, the boss once thought that she was not beautiful enough..."

"Jinse girl?" This was really unexpected to her. It really conforms to the saying, "People can't look good, and the sea can't be measured."

"It's Miss Jinse." Xiurong's eyebrows described, "Princess, it's a pity that you are not at the competition today. The girls in all courtyards are full of energy, such as pipa, Yangqin, flute, flute, guzheng... There are all kinds of musical instruments, dancing, singing, or singing while playing the piano, and some ensembles are played by one person, or two or two. The ensemble of the above instruments is really wonderful! However, only Miss Jinse can be fascinated by a drum.

"I said at the beginning that she would be able to do it. Hey hey, I have a good vision." Murong Xueyan smiled. Last year, when Mingcuifang was still in Yihongyuan, as soon as Miss Jinse, formerly known as Liang Hanzhu, went to the game, she felt that although this woman's appearance was slightly lacking, her skills were far above everyone's. What's more rare is that the instrument she performed was relatively rare today'sse... This kind of instrument has reached 21. The century has been lost. If she hadn't been reborn in this era, she really wouldn't have had a chance to see it. Regardless of her appearance, the confident aura of Liang Hanzhu's body also made her stand out from the crowd. If the appearance is not perfect, it can be decorated with makeup, but the skill is not made up for by acquired decoration.

"Boss Yan seems to know your identity from the mouths of some children of the family." Xiurong said again, "Look at her appearance, I admire you more than before."

Appreciate... She also appreciates Yan Wushuang, a person who is much older than herself. Yan Wushuang is bold and righteous. Although he runs a brothel, he has good intentions. This kind of ideological and moral character is beyond the reach of other prawns. Yan Wushuang will appreciate her. She probably thinks that the idea that she can treat everyone equally is very valuable. However, Yan Wushuang doesn't know that the lesson she received from Murong Xueyan is a new idea in the 21st century, and she was born in an orphanage. Naturally, she is less likely to think of herself as a first-class person like a real rich daughter. . Because she is an orphan, she has been grateful since she was a child. Now she has created so much wealth through her own efforts, and naturally she wants to help more people as much as she can. Even if what you do is just a drop in the bucket in the whole Northern Qi Dynasty or the whole capital...

She has been dating Yan Wushuang for more than half a year. The identity name she used is Mu Zhiqing, the original name of the 21st century. On that day, when he argued with Nangong Yi about her performance on the stage, he also called out these three words. At that time, she asked him where he learned about it, but he looked left and right about him... Where did Nangong Yi know? If--

He knew that his wife had long been not the real Murong Xueyan, but a soul parasitized on Murong Xueyan's body thousands of years later. Will he treat her as a demon?

A few years ago, the romance novels she saw said that if a man and a woman love each other, they should admit everything and be completely transparent and have no secrets. But her secret...

She dared not let the third person other than Yu Wenshuang of the same origin know, including the closest Nangong Yi.

"What are you thinking about?" He didn't know when he appeared and stood behind her.

"Look how beautiful this crescent moon is, I think." She laughed and quoted a poem from Li Bai to explain her purpose, "Wake a glass to invite the bright moon."

"Okay." He did not oppose her as usual, but was very obedient.

"Since you drink it, you should drink the best." Murong Xueyan ordered Xiurong to ask the little man to move "Ying Kongxue".

When the wine jar is opened, the aroma is overflowing. This aroma combines the fragrance of flowers, fruits, and the unique awe-inspiring fragrance of wine, which makes people feel drunk.

Nangong Yi ordered someone to prepare two cups, and the two of them drank against each other.

"Sometimes I really don't understand you. Why does a woman like drinking so much?"

"I've already said that when you are happy, when you are unhappy, wine can bring different feelings." Murong Xueyan poured a glass of wine, appreciated the light purple liquor in the white jade glass, and deeply smelled the strong fragrance of wine.

"So how are you feeling today?" Nangong Yi asked.

"Happy. You didn't go anywhere today, just stay with me all day. How rare it is. I still remember that last year, you and I were different and did not interfere with each other. Murong Xueyan recalled the past when the two of them fought with each other and were incompatible with each other, and she actually felt like a different world.

"I remember that it seems that our relationship went further after someone got drunk." Nangong Yi smiled a little narrowly.

Wine... At the beginning, the two people would take that practical step because of "dil-up chaos". So it seems that this wine can also be regarded as the matchmaker of the two of them.

"Life must be full of joy. Don't make the golden bottle empty against the moon." Murong Xueyan raised the cup to Nangong Yi and drank it with her neck up.

"I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of the west." Nangong Yi read out the poems he knew and said with a smile, "I know a limited number of literary talents."

"You are a general." Murong Xueyan smiled and suddenly thought, "I want to see your martial sword, will it work?"

"Good." He drank the wine in his hand, put down the glass, and took out the sword that would only be taken down when he entered and out of the palace and slept.

The long sword comes out of its sheath, and the cold light of a sword reflects Kyushu! The sword spirit was like a rainbow. With his fast dance like thunder and wind, he picked up one sword flower after another. He touched his feet and soared into the air in an instant. The whole person gently rotated several times in mid-air. His posture was extremely beautiful. Murong Xueyan looked at it in a daze and cheered, "Okay!"

Nangong Yi stopped the sword spirit, stopped the tricks, stood firmly, and came to her side again.

"Nan Gongyi, you say that if we can live forever..." Murong Xueyan leaned her head in his arms and smiled like beads, "How good it would be to always be as happy as today."

If... today's happiness is real, held in your hand and described in shape, they are so happy with each other. When playing in the mountains and forests, he also thought that if he could let go of everything, it would be a kind of happiness for both of them to die far away from the earth. Now that the world is at peace, there is no need for him to fight on the battlefield, and the defenders of the border also have the right candidates... He can safely leave with her hand in hand and live their own life.

Unfortunately, behind such a beauty, there is a faint trace of concern. He knows that he can't let go of a person.