Su Ruotang was suddenly hit hard by the beauty, and her brain immediately shut down.
She obeyed and kissed him on the face.
Mo Ronyan stretched out his hand, hugged her slender waist, and placed his thin lips on her lips.
After a while, the man's deep and magnetic voice appeared between their lips and teeth, "It was my second brother who taught me."
"Hmm?" Su Ruotang's watery peach blossom eyes were filled with questions.
Mo Rongyan's forehead was against hers, and in his low and seductive voice, there was a hint of laughter, "The skill of grilling fish for my husband is achieved by using the koi carps in my father's royal garden."
"My second brother learned how to grill fish from the fishermen."
Imperial Garden Koi?
Su Ruotang's chaotic mind suddenly woke up, and his clear peach blossom eyes were filled with disbelief.
The imperial garden koi is a carp that was released by the emperors of the Eastern Qi Dynasty after they ascended the throne.
It means Dongqi is prosperous.
Those koi carp are very fat and very good.
"Father didn't beat you?"
Mo Ronyan let go of her, leaned against the table lazily, and smiled softly, "Father doesn't know."
"The food of those koi carps is so good. After hundreds of years of reproduction, there are countless koi carps. In order to avoid overcrowding in the fish pond, my second brother and I kindly cleaned some of them."
Su Ruotang: "..."
“Is koi meat delicious?”
Mo Ronyan took the onion, ginger and other condiments: "It doesn't taste good, it's too fishy and astringent."
Su Ruotang was really speechless: "Then you still eat?"
"Second brother said that only the worst ingredients can produce good cooking skills."
Su Ruotang:? ? ?
What kind of fallacy is this?
"Good boy, go sit and wait." Mo Ronyan glanced at the flour on her fingertips.
After thinking about it for a moment, is it the third prince's skin that is whiter, or is it the flour on her fingertips that is whiter?
Well.
Do you want to give it a try?
Thinking, he reached out his hand.
While Su Ruotang was off guard, his fingertips swiped across her cheek.
Looking at the flour that almost blended into the third prince's skin.
Mo Ronyan came to a conclusion.
The flour is a bit whiter, but the skin of the third prince princess is more delicate.
Su Ruotang raised her hands to cover her cheeks, staring at his fingertips with wide eyes.
Before she could speak, Mo Ronyan curled his knuckles and flicked the tip of her nose, "Want to eat grilled fish?"
Su Ruotang glanced at the fish that had been handled cleanly by the man and nodded honestly.
Mo Rongyan's eyebrows were full of smiles: "Then just sit down and you'll be fine for a while."
Su Ruotang blinked, suddenly pulled up the man's sleeves, and put his face close to him, "This is called courtesy."
Mo Ronyan looked at the white stain on the ink sleeves, and a low and endearing laugh escaped from his throat.
He glanced at the third princess who was sitting aside with her skirt in hand, and laughed and shook her head.
He picked up the bottle of honey with his long fingers and applied it carefully on the fish.
Just when he was applying the honey and preparing to add other condiments, his vision suddenly went dark.
He swayed slightly and the spoon he was holding fell to the ground.
It makes a crisp sound.
Su Ruotang was looking through the storybook that Qingwan had brought.
Suddenly she heard the sound of a spoon falling to the ground, and she raised her eyes sharply.
What caught the eye was the man's tall body, leaning slightly against the table.
Eyes lightly closed.
Su Ruotang's pupils shrank, he supported the table with his hand, used his inner strength to roll over the table, and supported Mo Ronyan.
Her green-white fingertips landed on his wrist.
The next moment, Su Ruotang frowned tightly.
He quickly took out a pill from the medical space and fed it to Mo Ronyan's lips.
At the same time, a deep-sea silver needle appeared in his hand and quickly penetrated into the acupuncture point on Mo Ronyan's head and neck.
"Ayan, concentrate your energy, mobilize all the internal energy you can, and follow the acupuncture points I mentioned."
Mo Ronyan felt the coldness spreading from the Shentan point, endured the pain in his veins like being pricked by cold needles, and mobilized his internal strength.
Shen Shi and Qingwan had already rushed into the small kitchen when they heard the sound of a spoon falling to the ground.
The two looked at Mo Ronyan nervously.
After about half a cup of tea, Su Ruotang breathed a sigh of relief and carefully removed the silver needle.
She looked at Mo Ronyan, who was obviously pale, with a tired look on his face, and bit her lip, "Ayan, we have to go find Linglong Dan and Bi Tuomui as soon as possible."
Mu Chen used a leaf of Zhiyang grass to practice medicine, but the cold poison in Ayan's body seemed to be getting stronger for some reason.
It seemed to be swallowing his inner strength secretly.
Must detoxify as soon as possible!
After Mo Ronyan came over, he patted the back of her hand and whispered: "I'm fine."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the plate on the floor with regret, "It's a pity that I can't cook grilled fish for you today."
Su Ruotang raised her eyes and looked at him: "The grilled fish you promised me wasn't finished yet. I'll wait until you get rid of the cold poison and grill it for me every day."
Mo Ronyan raised the corners of his lips, his pale face filled with a hint of pampering and imperceptible reluctance.
After a while, a soft word escaped from his thin lips, "Okay."
Su Ruotang swallowed the heat in his eyes and said, "It's probably because of the Dream Gu. The cold poison in your body merged with the toxin of the Dream Gu, so the Zhiyang Grass lost its effect."
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Chen, who happened to be back at home, was carried over by a Zilin guard.
He was also holding a chicken leg in his hand, and his limbs were fluttering in the air, "Wow, wow, wow, slow down, slow down, someone is going to die!"
Su Ruotang saw that his face turned pale with shock, but he still clutched the drumstick tightly. The corner of his mouth twitched, and the sadness in his heart dissipated, "Don't you know martial arts? What is the ghost's name!"
Mu Chen landed on his feet and let out a long sigh of relief.
He glanced at Su Ruotang sadly, and faintly uttered three words, "I'm afraid of heights."
Su Ruotang: "...Brother, you win."
In this ancient world where qinggong is everywhere, people are afraid of heights...
Haha, she only has the word "service" in capital letters.
Mu Chen took a bite of the chicken leg nonchalantly.
The next moment, when he saw Mo Ronyan's pale face, his expression changed slightly.
He turned around and stuffed the chicken legs into Zi Linwei's hands: "Help me take it."
After finishing speaking, he stretched out his greasy hand and pulled it towards Mo Ronyan.
Mo Rongyan's cold poison almost relapsed, but he couldn't dodge and was caught by him.
A greasy feeling came from his wrist, and Mo Ronyan's face darkened visibly.
Zi Linwei glanced at the chicken drumstick in his hand and silently took two steps back.
Good luck to you, warrior.
I'll need to prepare a few more buckets of hot water tonight.
