He was about to speak when he was met with Ling Jingyu's cold, warning gaze.
He said blankly, "Yes, I added rock sugar."
Seeing the food box on the table, Mo Yunlan finally calmed down a bit. "Alright, for the sake of the red date and white fungus soup, I'll let it go for now. But next time..."
Nie You felt he was in a difficult position. "Next time, I won't dodge, except for you..."
Upon receiving another cold, warning look from His Highness the Crown Prince, he shut his mouth.
Mo Yunzhao glanced at Nie You and asked, "Your Highness, could you lend Nie You an hour so he can accompany my sister to check on the effectiveness of the Blazing Flame Team?"
"I need to..."
Ling Jingyu spoke first, "Whatever."
Nie You: "..."
Mo Yunzhao blinked, waiting for Ling Jingyu to leave, but seeing that he showed no intention of leaving, she raised an eyebrow slightly, "Isn't Your Highness in a hurry?"
"I can borrow it too."
Mo Yunzhao looked at him with a completely bewildered expression.
"I'll lend you this for a lifetime, and you can pay me back in the next." Ling Jingyu stared at her, and the words just came out naturally.
Mo Yunzhao lowered his eyes and turned slightly.
Ling Jingyu watched her retreating figure, which resembled a proud red plum blossom standing tall on a cliff, and smiled, "I'm leaving, A-Zhao, wait for me."
Mo Yunzhao was startled and quickly turned around.
Ling Jingyu had already flown away on the wind; all she could see were his robes fluttering in the breeze.
Ah Zhao, wait for me.
These are such familiar words, only the voice and tone seem somewhat different.
Mo Yunzhao snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at Mo Yunlan, who opened the food box and took out a soup bowl.
She raised her hand to Nie You, then walked to the plum tree in the courtyard. The tree was laden with plums, and there were fallen, yellowing plums on the ground.
The air was filled with a faint fragrance of plums.
Nie You followed her and saw her standing under the plum tree, a naturally formed and most beautiful landscape painting.
He glanced at her, then turned his attention to Mo Yunlan. He saw her take out the soup bowl, remove the lid, and clearly burn her fingers. She blew on her fingers first, then pinched her earlobe, and then looked down to smell the soup.
They then made a face that looked like they were about to drool.
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow as she watched his blank face, yet he kept glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.
“Nie You, I have a few questions for you. Answer honestly, or you can forget about marrying my sister.”
Nie You withdrew his gaze, "Lord Mo, please don't tarnish my and Miss Mo's reputations."
He can't possibly be with Lord Mo, who doesn't want to marry him.
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow slightly, "Then I will marry my elder sister off to someone else."
Nie You remained silent, only moving the sword he was holding.
Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow slightly upon noticing this subtle movement. "Why was His Highness wearing makeup and cosmetics the day I treated his eyes?"
Nie You's face remained expressionless.
"Does Your Highness have a penchant for wearing makeup and dressing as a woman?"
“No, His Highness…” Nie You looked up at Mo Yunzhao’s sharp eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth, “His Highness’s magic power was depleted, his face was pale, and even taking Qi and Blood Pills could not restore him. He tried everything and used this trick.”
As a result, the cosmetics were of poor quality and dissolved upon contact with water.
The day His Highness returned, he was forced to kneel as punishment.
"That prince's hand?"
Nie You: "I don't know. It happened so suddenly. I can only say that Your Highness has changed, just like you."
Mo Yunzhao lowered his eyes. "Your Highness's face has looked a bit dark lately."
Ling Jingyu's face used to be fair; his skin type meant he would never get tanned no matter how much sun he got.
But when he was in Sunjia Village, his face had darkened considerably.
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