Chapter 189 The Third Prince’s Dark Moonlight Eunuch 26
What was Shen Xinran doing at this moment? She was brainwashing a group of dancers.
"I came a day earlier than you, so I'm considered your elder sister. I'm going to give you a piece of advice. I like people who have a keen eye for life, so you must be diligent."
As Sima Yi walked to the carriage, he saw Shen Xinran with her back to him, and in front of her was a group of dancers.
And Shen Xinran continued: "As long as you follow my arrangements, I promise to make sure you have a good meal."
As Shen Xinran was speaking, he suddenly felt the light behind him being blocked, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
She didn't look back, and continued to say with her neck stiff:
"Also, our master is a very good person. He is gentle, generous, kind and considerate. You are lucky to have met such a good master."
Sima Yi put his hands behind his back and said through gritted teeth: "I think meeting you is my luck!"
Chen Xinran turned stiffly and looked at Sima Yi in feigned surprise, "Master, why are you here? I was just praising you with my sisters!"
Sima Yi's eyelids twitched with anger. "Keep making it up."
Shen Xinran shook his head. "I'm definitely not making this up. My respect for you is as boundless as the Yangtze River."
Sima Yi's face was sullen, he suppressed his anger and sneered: "So you found yourself a maid, and by the way, you gave the task I gave you to others!"
Shen Xinran looked very unnatural after her plan was exposed. She smiled awkwardly and said, "I just want to concentrate better and take good care of you."
"I need your care?" Sima Yi was so angry that he almost laughed. He felt that he had really found a ancestor for himself.
After Sima Yi finished speaking, he strode into the carriage.
After Shen Xinran and the other dancers exchanged glances, they also boarded the carriage and asked Sima Yi, "Master, what are we having for lunch?"
Sima Yi snorted coldly, "Northwest wind!"
Shen Xinran frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you go out hunting? Didn't you get anything?"
Although Shen Xinran didn't say it explicitly, Sima Yi heard a hint of contempt in her words.
He was so angry that his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Believe it or not, if you say one more word, I will leave you here and let you fend for yourself!"
Sima Yi's frustrated look quietly turned into anger and shame in Shen Xinran's heart.
She thought to herself that there was a good chance she was right.
No wonder Sima Yi is so angry now! It's all because of that man's damn pride.
Shen Xinran blinked, stopped talking, and got off the carriage silently.
Fushou came from behind and asked Chen Xinran, "Miss Cao, did the master say what he wants to eat for lunch?"
When Shen Xinran saw Fushou, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, Fushou had been the one who had raised Xiao Xiangzi. She was worried that if she wasn't careful, Fushou would see through her.
So, she waved her hand and said seriously: "My master said that he wants to drink the northwest wind."
Sima Yi's face darkened when he heard this in the carriage. Shen Xinran clapped his hands and turned to walk towards the river. On this hot summer day, the cool breeze by the river was very comfortable.
About an hour later, Fushou came to Shen Xinran with a plate of golden roast chicken and said with a smile, "Miss Cao, please give this roast chicken to the master."
Shen Xinran asked doubtfully, "Didn't he say he didn't want to eat?"
Fushou was speechless for a moment, because it was obviously Sima Yi's angry words, but Shen Xinran took it seriously. He took a deep breath, smiled and said, "Give it to him, he will eat it."
Shen Xinran had no choice but to get on the carriage again with the roast chicken.
Sima Yi was leaning on the pillow with his eyes closed, and when he smelled the roast chicken, he thought it was Fu Shou coming. He said coldly, "Take it away, I don't want to eat it."
Shen Xinran asked, "Master, you really don't want to eat?"
Sima Yi opened his eyes and didn't miss the flash of surprise in Shen Xinran's eyes. He seriously suspected that if he didn't eat it, she might eat the roast chicken by herself.
Sima Yi suppressed his anger and sneered, "Eat, why not eat!"
Shen Xinran frowned and obediently placed the roast chicken on the table in front of Sima Yi. But looking at the roast chicken dripping with oil, she couldn't help swallowing.
She gave Sima Yi a flattering smile and whispered, "Master, this roast chicken is so big, you can't finish it by yourself anyway, why don't you give me some."
Sima Yi raised an eyebrow, "Are you hungry?"
Shen Xinran blushed and nodded. Because Sima Yi hadn't ordered anyone to cook, no one dared to light a fire. This roast chicken was roasted by Fu Shou himself, and there was only one.
Sima Yi raised the corner of his lips, "Then beg me."
Shen Xinran looked at Sima Yi with a hint of surprise. So you like this tune? Why didn’t you say so earlier?
In her opinion, speaking a word wouldn't hurt her. So, without hesitation, she said, "Please."
Sima Yi couldn't bear to look at Shen Xinran's spineless look. He took out a knife from his pocket, cut off the chicken leg, and handed it to Shen Xinran. "Eat it!"
Shen Xinran didn't hesitate to take the chicken leg and started eating. Fushou's cooking skills were really good. He was more than qualified to be the chef of the imperial kitchen. It was a pity for him to be a eunuch.
Sima Yi began to use a small knife to separate the bones and meat of the roasted chicken, cut it into slices, and placed them neatly on a plate.
When he finally finished slicing half a chicken and was about to eat it, he turned around and saw that the plate was empty.
Where did the sliced chicken go? Of course, it went into Shen Xinran's stomach. Sima Yi sliced a piece, and she ate it. You know what? This sliced roast chicken tastes even better.
Seeing Sima Yi's gaze, Shen Xinran smiled shyly, "Oh, did you want to eat that yourself? I thought you cut it for me. I'm so sorry."
Sima Yi: “…”
Who is the master after all?
Sima Yi didn't cut the remaining half of the roast chicken. He just took it in his hand and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
Shen Xinran took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then couldn't help but burp. Looking at Sima Yi's expression, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: How rude!
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After a brief rest, the group set off on their journey. The carriage slowly moved along the winding path and arrived at a steep canyon.
The canyon is so narrow that it can barely accommodate a carriage. There are jagged rocks along the way, and gravel rolls down from the cliffs on both sides from time to time, which is terrifying.
Fushou cautiously walked to Sima Yi and asked softly, "Master, should we take a detour?"
Sima Yi lifted the curtain and took a look. His voice was low and firm: "No need, just go over there!"
Shen Xinran also gently lifted the curtain of the carriage and took a look outside. She immediately recognized that this was Tiger Leaping Gorge. According to Fang Huaishan, he would have people lurking here.
Sure enough, as the convoy slowly drove into the canyon, a group of men in black rushed out from the shadows of the cliffs. They wore black veils on their heads, and only a pair of eyes were exposed under the masks.
The sounds of fighting echoed in the canyon. The men in black and Sima Yi's guards fought fiercely. Swords flashed and fists clashed. The two sides were evenly matched and it was difficult to determine the winner.
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