The kitchen was in chaos because of An Xiyue's arrival.
The two nuns from Qinzhu Yayuan were also able to help. Although the servants were only responsible for looking after the house and nursing home, there were no maids here, and the servants' hands and feet were well trained.
Nangong Yuanyi came over and leaned against the door, quietly watching An Xiyue select medicinal materials and supplements, and then improved the dishes in Zuixianju, which looked very exquisite.
An Xiyue wore an emerald green dress with her sleeves rolled up high. The whip marks on her arms could still be seen, but they seemed to have scabbed over. Yu Wenjing's medicine was indeed good.
This place seemed to have become her battlefield. For a moment, bursts of fragrance filled the air.
"Have you seen enough?" An Xiyue picked a chopstick and put it into his mouth, with a happy face.
Nangong Yuanyi smiled and said, "I can't get enough of it in a lifetime."
When the servants and nuns in the kitchen heard the prince's doting voice, they were so shocked that they wanted to cut off their ears. Is this really the usually cold prince?
"Using local ingredients, it's easy to entertain guests." An Xiyue seemed to be immune to his love words. She picked a chopstick of delicious food and put it to his mouth: "Here, taste it to see if it tastes good."
Nangong Yuanyi showed a charming smile, grabbed her hand and brought the chopsticks to his mouth, saying affectionately: "This is the first bite of hot food I have eaten from yesterday to today."
An Xiyue looked at his tired look and her eyes were full of heartache: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Zui Xianju's eight-treasure porridge is really good." An Xiyue filled a bowl and handed it to him: "It's warm, drink a little to soothe your stomach."
Nangong Yuanyi stood still, his hands and feet were very obedient, and he said, "Feed me."
An Xiyue wanted to put the bowl on the table and turn around before leaving, but then she thought that he was indeed tired all night. It was already afternoon and he still hadn't had a drop of water. He didn't know where he went after leaving yesterday. Just came back now.
An Xiyue was helpless, her expression turned cold: "I lost to you, open your mouth."
Nangong Yuanyi took a satisfying sip and suddenly pulled her into his arms. Smelling the faint fragrance in her hair, most of the fatigue on his body disappeared immediately.
An Xiyue smiled awkwardly. His servants and grandma were quite sensible: "This is not good..."
"Don't move, I'll just hold you for a while."
He might really be too tired. Every time he was in danger, he would risk his own life to save himself. It didn't matter if he hugged him, and he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh. An Xiyue tried his best to hypnotize himself.
When An Xiyue was stunned, her neck felt heavy and she said, "Warm Blood Jade, you picked it up."
"If you lose it again, I will ask you for it." Nangong Yuanyi scratched his little nose: "You must protect yourself when I am not around."
The sudden appearance of a man in black robe with high martial arts skills in Kyoto made him smell the danger.
An Xiyue knew that he was still angry about her being kidnapped, so she also imitated his coquettish way of coquettishly saying: "Every time I encounter danger, you will come to save me. Didn't you rescue me this time too?"
An Xiyue pouted, her pink lips like an alluring cherry. Nangong Yuanyi suddenly said, he was afraid that no one could protect her when he was away.
Xiao Shi was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out. The prince and Miss An had a huge quarrel over her last night. What happened now?
No wonder Yuan Bao laughed at her for being stupid. The prince and Miss An hugged each other in front of the servants. Is this really good?
The key is that Xiao Shi glanced up at the direction of the high-rise building. Everyone there was "headed" together. Did she forget to tell the princess that in addition to enjoying the scenery, she could also have an overview of the Qinzhu Garden.
