Chapter 73 [Windbox Cooker]

Chapter 73 [Wind Box Cooker]

It has been a while since I came to the fishing village. Now I am in a happy mood. Thinking of being with Xiao Yan every day, Ru Mo is inexplicably excited. The breeze here blows the water, the trees are green, the bamboo house is ethereal, and the scenery is brilliant. It would be great if I could live in this paradise for the rest of my life! However, there is no reason for Xiao Yan to stay in the war ahead and the pedantic of the court. If they were just ordinary fishermen, they would have lived a happy life, right?

"Alas..." This is the seventh long sigh made by Rumo today, next to the earthen stove, the bellows are pulled, and the sparks are dots.

With a step forward, Xiao Yan bent down and picked up Ru Mo. His smile gradually expanded and laughed loudly. "In ancient times, there was a drill of wood to make fire, and now there is my Mo'er cooking for my husband. I finally realized what it is!"

"Is this what the husband and wife look like?" Ru Mo exclaimed in a low voice. She didn't realize that her cheeks were crimson, and she was half angry and half angry. "Why don't you come and help? This fire has not been strong enough. Do you want to add firewood?"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Moer, can you cook?"

"No. But it seems that cooking is very simple. I can try it. Ru Mo added firewood and pulled the bellows. After a while, the smoke began to permeate.

Xiao Yan first crooked the corners of his mouth, and then covered his mouth and coughed and smiled; "Cough... The firewood licked too much... Cough... Cough... Cough..."

"It's choked to death, oh, too much firewood?" Ru Mo looked surprised and saw that the water in the big pot on the stove had already boiled, causing someone to stamp his feet again, "Hurry up and put the fish..."

After a rush, the fish was finally put into the pot. Ru Mo's satisfaction was that she finally separated the things of salt and sugar, but she didn't know that an innocent fish was boiled with fish scales.

When the so-called "boiled fish" in Ru Mo's mouth was finally served, she smiled extremely gently, "Ha ha, it's my first time to cook so grandly. You're welcome. Eat more."

"Mo, the fish you cooked must be delicious, right?" Someone looks forward to it.

"Well, of course it's delicious!" He didn't hesitate to put a large piece of fish in his wallet and put it in someone's empty bowl.

She held her head and looked at him eating with a smile.

"Well..." The fish in someone's mouth almost spit out, but it was swallowed with a calm and gentle smile, but his eyes were very resentful.

When she saw that he had eaten, she smiled even more happily. Just as she was about to pick up another chopstick, she was stopped by someone who couldn't stand it. He asked her lovingly, "Moer, don't you eat it yourself?"

"Okay, I'll eat." A lovely smile and a cheerful voice.

Then a gentle joke sounded, mixed with some kind of caution, "How's it going? Moer, is it delicious?"

"Flop!" Even the fish with thorns spewed out, gasping for breath and roaring fiercely; "It's so bad, how can you swallow it? It's fishy and salty. It tastes terrible... Whoo-hoo..."

He came over, pulled her into his arms, picked up her face darkened by firewood with a full smile, and gently kissed the tip of her nose, "As long as it is cooked by Moer, I like to eat it!"

She had tears in her eyes and lowered her head uncomily, but her head rubbed into his arms more and more, saying coquettishly, "Xiao Yan, let's not go, just live in a fishing village for a lifetime, okay? Moer is willing to cook for you for a lifetime, okay?"

"Well, okay, it's Yi Mo'er's." He nodded with a smile, and there was a touch of serious and deep sadness at the corners of his lazy and affectionate eyes.

She subconsciously looked at him and couldn't help smiling and sighing in her heart, "Xiao Yan, thank you for lying to me. Moer is already very happy. Maybe these days in the fishing village are the happiest time in my life. No matter how far I go in the future, it is so worth remembering and cherishing at this moment, isn't it?"

The blue sky is thousands of miles away, and the far-to-edge Wuhong is flying in it. This is a refreshing fishing village in autumn, with the softness of the spring river and moonlit nights, the boundless mountains, the ever-changing shade of trees and the beautiful and elegant rivers. All this is too far away from the prosperous capital far away!

Xiao Yan's face is light, and he stands in a green robe in the wind. He is as cold and bright as a spring. His handsome side is like the perseverance and stability carved out. The long sword in his hand is waved and the silver brilliance...

Suddenly, the sword in his hand dances faster and faster, sometimes like a rough and powerful wind roar, and sometimes like an eagle penetrating the desert. The tip of the sword flipped passionately in the air, like a sword splashing a thousand waves, and the clouds and flowing water like a spring!

"Brush!" A sword butterfly fan suddenly hit like a wind. Xiao Yan jumped back and split two swords. With a "hoo", the fan cracked and flew to the rock beside him. The last sword was fixed on the left shoulder of the man in white robe and laughed loudly, "Fan Yun, you're late!"

It's not too late! It's not too late! Congratulations to the prince for his improved martial arts!" Fan Yun turned around gracefully, picked up the broken fan, hung a warm jade-like smile on his lips, and saluted with his fists.

Xiao Yan has the same warm smile on his lips as Fan Yun, and his deep eyes seem to be the most beautiful and gentle poppy, which makes people shudder. A carelessness will lead to the danger of smashing his body and bones.

"After receiving the signal from the prince, I rushed to the hut, wiped out a group of people, and confiscated all the goods in the secret road." Fan Yun immediately replied.

Xiao Yan's bright eyes reflected the sunlight from the cracks in the green leaves. He frowned gently and squeezed a line on his lips. He was half lazy and half unhappy; "Have you left a living mouth?"

"Stay, all of them are imprisoned in the dungeon of Shen Mansion, waiting for the prince to release." Fan Yun replied thoughtfully.

Xiao Yan smiled with satisfaction and said easily, "Where is Shen Yue's purpose?"

"I expected that Brother Shen deliberately revealed a news and asked us to judge the situation." Fan Yun thought about it and analyzed it.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, with a trace of coldness in his voice, and said with a smile, "He Shen Yue wants to be alone, but I don't let him be idle. Let's talk about Jianchang first. What do you think about here?"

Fan Yun looked around and sighed, "It's so beautiful. It can be called a paradise..." After a pause, he couldn't help showing a trace of panic: "Isn't the prince too risky this time? I really don't understand..." Suddenly, he felt that he had lost his words, hurriedly silenced, and consciously lowered his head.

Xiao Yan looked at Fan Yun, and a trace of complexity flashed in his expression. Instead, he restrained all his thoughts and said with a smile, "There is a man here. When you see her, you will know why I am staying here!"

The sword swayed, drew a silver perfect half-circle arc in the air, and finally stopped in the slowly dispersing halo before returning to the scabbard. Xiao Yan looked at the cold breath around the sword body and smiled gloomily. Who can kill him? The residual poison in the body memory is no longer a problem. With the gradual refinement, if you want to protect yourself, it is more than enough, but... But he was greedy for her anxious look and her anxious eyes for him.

"Why did the prince deliberately hurt Miss Rumo, and even risked his own injury?" Fan Yun looked at the scenery in front of him, condensed and meditated. Suddenly, he realized that he lost his usual calmness and was extremely stunned. "Is it her?"

A group of birds flap their wings in the woods, the mountain wind is blowing gently, and there is a faint fragrance of grass in the forest. Under a big tree with dense branches and leaves, Fan Yun looked at the person in front of him who was thinking day and night, and his clear eyes were slowly blurred, "Little Jasmine... Is it really you?"

"It's me..." Ru Mo took a step forward and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start. She could only stand quietly and look at Fan Yun with an unbearable face.

Fan Yun pulled the corners of his lips and showed a trembling smile, "Then why did you hide it from me for so long?"

"I'm sorry..." Ru Mo's eyes were tearful, and there was a panic in her heart. She clenched her hands and explained with a choked, "Fan Yun, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's really..."

"Why didn't you tighten my hand that day? Why did you give up on yourself and fall off the cliff? Before she finished speaking, Fan Yunqing frowned and asked.

Ru Mo wiped her tears with her sleeve and sneered, "That day, my scars were ulcerated and I was poisoned. Even if I left the palace and got free, I couldn't live for a few days. It didn't make much sense. Instead of involving you, I might as well solve it by myself. It was with this belief that I let go of your hand and jumped off the cliff... ..”

"The prince will find the best doctor to treat you. Even if you don't believe me, don't you believe him?" Fan Yun said persistently.

Ru Mo shook her head and whispered, "At that time, I was almost in despair when I was stabbed by Xiao Yan. Who else did I want to believe? It's okay... Maybe my life should not be killed. Later, I was saved by Xiang's mother-in-law and cured the toxin on my body with the technique of incense, so that I can stand here, see you, and hear you..."

Fan Yun's eyes tightened and took Rumo's hand. There was a friendship in his voice that he didn't even understand. "I don't want to blame you. I'm happy and nervous to see you again... You are already by my side, but I haven't noticed it. I'm still wondering how there can be such a similar look in the world. Now I finally understand that what is like ink is all fabricated by you to coax us!"

Looking at Fan Yun with a happy and excited face, a faint sense of guilt surged in Ru Mo's heart, so she pulled her hand back, changed the topic, and smiled gently: "Let's not talk about the past. Anyway, we have left the palace. Concubine Mo is dead, and I'm just like Mo now. You see, even Ning Xue's girl has escaped from marriage. Do you think she will be very happy to see me like this?"

Fan Yun looked at Ru Mo with a pair of foggy eyes for a moment. He saw her eyes dodging. At that moment, he suddenly smiled helplessly, but with the clarity and purity that had been put down.

"There is a deep friendship that transcends men and women. Let's keep that kind of relationship forever, okay?"

"Thank you, Fan Yun." Ru Mo nodded fiercely, and after a lot of moving tears, she became a matchmaker. "Actually, that girl Xue'er is really cute. Can you..."

"Give me some time!" Fan Yun killed Ru Mo's words with five words.

"Haha, no hope is hope. Life is never desperate. After jumping off the cliff last time, I have a deep understanding that no matter how difficult things are, I should be optimistic about it. God has his own arrangement. Let nature take its course for the fate of several of us. Every relationship should have its own, shouldn't it?" Rumo held the soft breeze in her hand, and her cheeks were covered with a sunny and simple smile!

"Well, well said, every relationship should have its own. Only when you put it down can you pick it up again. You are mature, Rumo." Fan Yun looked at the sunset stained the sky and smiled relievedly!

If she dies, it will be the eternal knot in his heart. She is alive, but he can only look at each other from afar, but if he chooses one of the two, he sincerely hopes that she can live well!