Going to the black clothes that had been prepared, a black body quickly flashed into the kitchen. At this time, the cooks in the kitchen were all off work, just enough to let her take the sheep. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: lightnovelpub.net网o

Rice, noodles, vegetables, flour... As if weightless, Lan Qing'er resisted bag after bag, and finally stopped at a big roast chicken.

Isn’t this the royal chicken for dinner? Why is there still a complete one here?

Stepped forward and tried the taste, it was not bad, it was the royal chicken.

Daoqing is pickled first and eaten tomorrow.

Hehe, it was all for her anyway... Lan Qing'er took a careful look at the left and right, picked up the greased paper next to him, and quickly wrapped the fat chicken in his arms.

Carrying a large bag and a small bag, Lan Qing'er flew up to the eaves, and under the cover of the night, she headed towards the crown prince's mansion.

Huh? Who is this?

Just two steps away, Lan Qing'er saw a slender figure standing in front of Lan Mansion, with her ink hair gently rolled up like a cloud of smoke, a bamboo hairpin pinned by a bamboo hairpin, and a pale white Confucian clothing. The moon shone on him, bringing out a touch of solitude, but it was so elegant and dusty, although it was simple to wear, it was a noble air.

It's Feng Yumo!

Lan Qing'er was taken aback.

It's so late, what is he doing standing outside the blue mansion?

Leaning on the eaves of the roof, Lan Qing'er quietly watched him for a long time, and he also stood quietly for a long time under the house without saying a word.

Condescendingly, Lan Qing'er couldn't see his face. I don't know how he looked at this moment, but it was certain that there must be someone he cares about in this blue mansion.

Who is the crown prince thinking about? Lan Qing'er was very curious.

Wait a minute, don't you think of her?

Thinking of this, Lan Qinger's heart suddenly thumped.

Suddenly, there was a little noise in the kitchen, Lan Qing'er secretly said a bad sound, if he doesn't leave, he will be discovered!

No matter what the crown prince is thinking about, first send the food to the crown prince's mansion.

Lightly underneath, Lan Qing'er swept out like a swallow, and with a slight breeze, her delicate figure quickly disappeared in the night sky. The people under the room seemed to have noticed something, and raised her head slightly, her eyes deep.

Lan Qing'er dashed at her feet without stopping for a moment. Someone came in the kitchen, and she would soon be found if she lost something there. She had to go back before Yun Mansion made a big move.

The house retreated behind him like flowing water, and arrived at the crown prince's mansion soon.

The desolation was still there, it was pitch black, and the breeze blew, Lan Qinger shuddered unconsciously. It was early autumn and the night was quite cold. o

Feng Yumo dressed so simple, I wonder if he will catch a cold.

Bring the fabric next time you come.

Without much thought, Lan Qing'er quickly flew into the crown prince's mansion with her toes on the ground, flying over the wall like a cat.

Kitchen, kitchen...

After looking for it for a while, I stopped at a warm house, and looked down, it was the kitchen, no doubt!

Haha, the target appears. Lan Qing'er lifted her toes and saw that there was no one around, she flashed into the kitchen. The kitchen is very simple. There is only one stove and there is not much firewood. It seems that something is boiling at one of the stoves, and a faint light floats. Rice fragrance.

Seeing the few drops of white liquid splashing out, Lan Qing'er suddenly guessed what was cooking...white porridge.

There are black lines on his face. It is estimated that Feng Yumo's three meals tomorrow will be porridge.

Shaking his head, Lan Qing'er quickly put the food down, and with an aura, he quickly jumped onto the eaves.

Lan Qing'er was anxious and just walked forward, but did not find a small stone coming straight towards her. When she noticed it, it was half a step too late. The small stone was in the middle of the ankle, one of them was painful, hanging on the eaves. His body was slightly crooked and fell off indecently.

"　!" Touching the painful little butt, I kept thinking in my heart, I will meet a tiger when I go up the mountain, and a ghost when I walk too long.

He stood up quickly, watching from left and right, who was so strange letting her cold arrow!

As far as he could see, Feng Yumo was ten meters in front of him! A pair of eyes that were as bright as the morning stars locked her.

Lan Qinger secretly said a bad sound, then lowered her head and turned left, casually dressed

Go left as if doing nothing.

"stop!"

There was a dead call from behind, Lan Qing'er was taken aback, Feng Yumo was already behind her, a cold light flashed, and a sword was placed on her neck: "What do you want to do in the Imperial Palace?"

Lan Qing'er curled her lips and lowered her voice and said, "I just passed by. If you don't let my uncle go, I can blame my uncle for being rude to you!"

Feng Yumo raised her eyebrows, glanced at her figure, and said suspiciously, "Are you a man?"

Looking at her figure, Lan Qing'er has a big drop of sweat hanging on her forehead. Her figure is too standard, no matter how she looks, she doesn't look like a man...

But if it's all installed, then just install it to the end.

"Asshole, if my uncle says that it's a man, it's a man. If you don't talk nonsense about this uncle, you're welcome!" Lan Qinger tried to pretend to be very vicious. o

The chest is great, you can't turn around, the lie won't break when you turn around. The scholars were afraid of evil people and scared Feng Yumo away.

In other words, how could Feng Yumo have a sword on him?

He was silent for a while behind him, and the sword that was resting on her neck shrank slightly and then retracted.

"Humph!" Lan Qing'er laughed: "You guys are acquainted..."

"Qing'er, is that you?"

"Cough cough...!" Halfway through the conversation, he was furious. How did Feng Yumo guess that it was hers? !

"Qing'er!" Feng Yumo was more certain about the abnormality of the person in front of him, and then walked to her in one step, and without a word, she pulled off her black veil, and said happily, "Qing'er, it's really you!"

A black line fell on Lan Qing'er's face: "His Royal Highness, how do you know it's mine?"

Feng Yumo smiled slightly, and said, "The scent of your body." At this point, Feng Yu paused for a while, smelt it a little closer, and frowned slightly.

"Wife, what's the smell on you..."

Lan Qing'er coughed slightly and stuffed Feng Yumo with the things on her back: "Take it."

Feng Yumo was taken aback, opened it and looked dumbfounded.

"Wife..."

Lan Qing'er waved her hand and said, "No need to say anything, take it first."

Feng Yumo moved in his heart and looked at Lan Qing'er deeply, and finally his eyes softened: "Since it was brought by his wife, the husband accepted it."

Feng Yumo said and looked at the sky and said, "My wife, it's getting late, my husband will send you back."

Lan Qing'er was taken aback, thinking that Xiaoyu would wake up soon, this girl would definitely break the sky if she didn't see her, and said: "No, your Royal Highness, I can go back by myself, that's it."

After the conversation, without waiting for Feng Yumo to reply, he jumped up, flew up to the eaves and ran away.

Seeing the leaping figure on the eaves, Feng Yumo was astonished, and then he smiled...

Qing'er, you really surprised your husband.

A ray of light shone from the horizon, Lan Qing'er left the imperial prince’s mansion, and the moment he walked out of the mansion, he saw Feng Yumo standing outside. Today, he wears a white meditation suit with flowing ink and hair that is flush with his eyebrows. He was tied back with one strand, and it looked so gentle and elegant.

"Have you waited for a long time?" Lan Qing'er looked at the sky, when did he arrive.

Feng Yumo smiled slightly: "No. I just arrived."

Just arrived? Doesn't it look like? She was going to knock on his door.

"My dear..." Feng Yumo murmured in a low voice, "I thought you wouldn't come, it's still so early..."

Feng Yumo's shy look is so cute that it makes Lan Qinger's heart trembling, he smiled and took his hand: "Have you had breakfast?"

Unexpectedly, Lan Qing'er took the initiative, Feng Yumo's hand trembled slightly, but Lan Qing'er held it tighter, and his mouth barely squeezed a smile: "Honey, you..."

Lan Qing'er approached him and said to Feng Yu, who was headless, "His Royal Highness, Qing'er asked, have you eaten breakfast?"

The distance suddenly narrowed, Feng Yumo's face turned red, and he took two steps back unconsciously, while a mischievous smile appeared in Lan Qing'er's mouth and moved two steps forward.

Bully him? Hehe, she likes it, it feels so fun to bully him.

Feng Yumo swallowed, and a handsome face that was so handsome and angry was about to become a tomato: "My husband has eaten it before going out."

"what did you eat?"

"White porridge..."

"..." Lan Qing'er rolled her eyes, and Feng Yumo almost ate the porridge every day.

"Come, come and have breakfast with me." Lan Qing'er tried **** her hand and pulled him away without saying a word. How can you be full with white porridge?

With two cages of Xiaolongbao, a few big steamed buns, two fried dough sticks, and two bowls of meat porridge, Lan Qing'er took Feng Yumo to sit down and ate the hot breakfast, happily.

"Didn't I bring some food to the crown prince's house last night? Why did I still eat porridge?" Lan Qing'er asked slurredly when he stuffed a dumpling into his mouth.

The car drove slowly from the wide avenue into a green trail. One minute later, Cheng Dongshu got off the car first, opened the door, and greeted Yi Long and Yi Feng.

"Master, miss, we are home."

Yi Feng jumped out of the car excitedly and took a deep breath. How did she feel that the foreign air was fresh?

Yi Long then got out of the car slowly and looked at his active girl with a petting smile.

This villa has a total of five floors. Cheng Dongshu, such as facilities, has been added according to Yi Yunrui's requirements. In terms of hygiene, Yunsao and the others have been busy for most of the day, so they should be almost done.

Cheng Dongshu is the housekeeper of the old things villa.

Steward Cheng led Yi Long and Yi Feng to familiarize themselves with the villa environment, and asked them to choose their respective bedrooms. Yi Feng nodded and was very satisfied with it.

Steward Cheng went to summon several servants at home, and Xia Ning's video came.

Yi Feng decisively pressed the answer button on the phone, pulled her brother to sit on the sofa aside, and the video was quickly connected.

"Good mom."

"Mummy, I miss you!"

The siblings greeted Xia Ning together.

Xia Ning heard that Yi Feng just left and said that she missed herself, and couldn't help laughing and teasing: "Would Mommy send a plane to pick you up now?"

"Don't don't..." Yi Feng repeatedly waved her hands and refused. She just made a joke with Mommy and finally got here. The thing hasn't been done yet, how could she return without success.

Yi Yunrui had just given away the two small light bulbs, and was able to live in the nourishing world of the two with Xia Ning. Naturally, he didn't agree that the two of them would return now. At the other end of the video, he secretly pulled the corner of Xia Ning's clothes and shook his head quietly, beckoning her not to let the children come back.

Xia Ning smiled helplessly, she just said casually, how could it be so headstrong.

"Is the place Daddy arranged for you still satisfied?"

"Satisfied, I like this simple European style very much! Mommy, I drank good coffee today, and I will bring it to you when I come back."

Every time Yi Feng eats something delicious, she wants to share it with her mom. When she just drank that cup of coffee, she felt that her mom would like it too.

"Feng Bao is really nice to Mommy. You and Long Bao should take good care of yourself there. If you have anything to do, tell Daddy and Mommy in time." Xia Ning's nose was a bit sore, but she was afraid that the two children would see it soon. He controlled his emotions.

"Good!" Yi Long and Yi Feng nodded at the same time.

After hanging up the video, steward Cheng led the servants of the family.

"Young Master, Miss." Steward Cheng pointed to the half-silver-haired person beside him and introduced, "This is Wife Yun, who is mainly in charge of the kitchen. If you want to eat, you can tell her. She is good at cooking."

"Sister Yun is good." Yi Long and Yi Feng responded politely.

"This is Fu Wenshan, who is mainly responsible for home hygiene, and this is Zhang Ergou, who works as a driver for the young master and the young lady..."

These servants add up to eight. Steward Cheng just gave a brief introduction, and Yi Long and Yi Feng matched their names with each other.

The best thing to remember is this Zhang Ergou, who drove the car on their way back from the airport. In the countryside, there is a habit of giving children names of cats and dogs, and the children will raise them better. The name of this second dog should be given by parents with good hope.

After the simple settling, Yi Feng's heart was a little bit ready again.