The subordinate hesitated, saying, "No, it's really difficult."
The sect leader pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of an excellent identity: "The cook!"
The subordinate was slightly taken aback: "A cook? Cooks are the hardest to place. They practically control the lives of everyone in the manor. Mu Ange will definitely be more vigilant. Unless it's someone he trusts who introduces him, he won't use him at all."
The sect leader looked at him and said coldly, "Then let's pretend it was an introduction by an acquaintance."
Later that evening, at dinner time, within the four seas and one embroidery, Yan Mufeng looked at the table full of dishes, but found it difficult to swallow.
"Yunyan, is this what you eat every day?"
I never knew before. This time, because I was a little late helping out, I decided to eat at the shop. I never expected that Yunyan would eat such dark and murky food.
Yunyan was a little embarrassed: "My cooking is really not good, but it's all cooked, so it won't cause diarrhea."
Yan Mufeng rubbed his temples: "Yunyan, you can't keep doing this. Running a shop and taking care of it is already very tiring. You're still cooking and eating this stuff yourself. This won't do. Here's what you need to do: hire a chef."
Yunyan looked at the embroidery in the shop and shook her head: "It must be very expensive, right? Although the shop is doing well, we haven't broken even yet."
Yan Mufeng was adamant: "It's settled then. As long as you're healthy, the shop can do better. Don't let the shop become successful while you're bedridden."
Yunyan listened and thought it made sense, so she agreed. However, finding a cook was not an easy task.
Yan Mufeng said he would leave the matter to her, so Yunyan didn't bother with it.
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The Sixth Prince's Residence.
Mu Anxiang's injuries have almost healed, and he is eagerly squatting by the bedside, cracking sunflower seeds for Lan Xi.
"Wife, this is delicious."
As she spoke, she peeled another lychee for Lanxi.
Lanxi glanced at it and said, "I'm not eating anymore, I'm tired of it."
Mu Anxiang then offered another one: "How about this one? It's a bit spicy, you should like it."
Lanxi said uninterestedly, "None of them are as spicy as the cold dishes from my hometown."
"Shall we pick a time and set off then?"
Lanxi sat up abruptly: "Then three days later?"
Mu Anxiang smiled and pinched her cheek: "Okay."
As she massaged him, Lanxi suddenly looked at him with a lecherous grin, then reached out and hooked her arm around Mu Anxiang's neck: "Your Highness? Is your injury all healed?"
Faced with the sudden physical contact, Mu Anxiang blushed and his heart raced.
"Okay, all done."
He replied.
Lanxi's soft, boneless hand gently hooked his collar, then forcefully pulled him onto the bed, and in an instant, Lanxi was pinned beneath him.
Mu Anxiang's heart rate instantly soared to 800.
"Lanxi?"
Lanxi, petite as she was, held his large hand and placed it around her waist, then whispered softly in his ear, "Your Highness? Let's... consummate our marriage!"
Mu Anxiang suddenly hugged the little vixen beneath him tightly, and soon the woman's soft breathing filled the room. In an instant, the room was filled with an alluring atmosphere that made people blush and their hearts race.
Some people are busy with their wedding night, while others are busy digging tunnels.
In the cramped space, An Ning managed to turn around: "Not bad, very sturdy. Just one more day and we'll be able to connect with them. But we must be careful."
Chen Xun nodded: "I've already spoken to the people inside. They'll work with us, and we should be able to break through before dawn."
An Ning rubbed her sore neck, then crawled out of the secret passage using both her hands and feet.
"Eh? Your Highness?"
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