Chapter 482 The princess ordered that we have hotpot tonight!
The big white tiger was extremely psychic. Upon hearing this, it immediately braked with all four claws plowing the ground, and turned its huge body in an unusually flexible manner. It grunted in dissatisfaction in its throat, but still obediently ran away to have fun.
Lan Xiyue breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
She dragged her still sore body to the crystal clear Lingxi River, took off her clothes stained with lust, and stepped barefoot into the cool water.
When the warm spiritual spring water wrapped around her tired skin, she sighed comfortably and slowly sank into the water, revealing only her delicate collarbone and round shoulders.
The flowing spring water gently soothed every inch of her overly pampered muscles and bones. She closed her eyes comfortably, feeling the spiritual spring water seeping into her body, dispelling the annoying pain.
Outside the space, Mo Liyuan sat upright at the table, his knuckles stroking the wall of the white jade teacup unconsciously.
Time passed by little by little, and the skylight outside the window was completely swallowed up by the night.
His expression became increasingly ugly, and the low pressure emanating from his body could almost condense the air.
This girl actually dared to leave him outside for so long!
Just as his patience was about to run out and he was about to get up, a subtle but familiar wave was heard in the air.
Mo Liyuan's eyes became fierce, and he put down the teacup in an instant, and his figure appeared in the center of the wave like a ghost.
As soon as Lan Xiyue appeared, he grabbed her wrist.
"Yu'er!" Mo Liyuan's voice was filled with suppressed grievance and accusation, his deep eyes locked on her, "How dare you abandon me..."
His eyes wandered over her face, then suddenly paused, a flash of surprise in his eyes. "Huh? Yue'er, your skin..." He couldn't help but stretch out his other hand, gently rubbing his fingertips across her moist and smooth cheek. "Why does it feel more translucent and tender?"
Lan Xiyue was about to break free from his grip, but her movements froze at the words. Her eyes lit up instantly. She subconsciously raised her other hand to touch her face. It felt delicate and soft, far better than before. "Really? It's really more tender?"
Mo Liyuan nodded seriously, his eyes burning: "Yes."
Lan Xiyue's mood instantly brightened, her eyes curved. "I just soaked in the spiritual spring water! I guess I'll have to soak in it more often next time!" What woman could resist the allure of a more beautiful face? Lan Xiyue was no exception. The resentment brought on by the backache was largely diluted by this unexpected surprise.
Mo Liyuan took her into his arms, rubbing his chin against the top of her head which radiated a fresh and spiritual aura. His voice was hoarse and alluring: "Next time... take me in with you, and we can take a bath together, okay?" He imagined the charming scene, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
"You wish!" Lan Xiyue twisted his waist unhappily, trying to break free from this clingy embrace.
Mo Liyuan hugged her even tighter, buried his face deeply in her neck, and breathed greedily.
A clear and pure fragrance that seemed to be able to cleanse the soul penetrated his nostrils, which lifted his spirits. The fatigue from dealing with government affairs for several days seemed to dissipate a little. This fragrance... must be the effect of the spiritual spring water.
"Mo Liyuan! Let go!" Lan Xiyue pushed him hard, her voice filled with genuine annoyance, "I'm hungry! I'm starving!"
Hearing her say she was hungry, Mo Liyuan reluctantly let go of her arm, "Okay, let's eat." His voice returned to its usual calmness, but he couldn't hide the doting in his eyes.
"I want to eat hot pot!" After a busy afternoon, she just wants to eat something hot and spicy!
Mo Liyuan laughed and raised his hand to scratch the tip of her upturned nose lovingly: "As you wish, let's eat hot pot." He took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and walked out of the dormitory filled with an ambiguous atmosphere together.
"Someone come here." Mo Liyuan's voice echoed from the corridor, carrying the majesty of the master of the palace. "The princess wants to eat hot pot, prepare it immediately."
An Yi appeared silently not far away and bowed, saying, "Yes, my lord, princess, I will immediately notify Chuxia and Chuchun to prepare." He paused, then added, "Princess, today I led my men out of the city and hunted several live rabbits and pheasants in the mountains. I also bought a large amount of fresh meat at the market and have stored it in the backyard."
Lan Xiyue nodded with satisfaction: "Well, well done." She moved her mind slightly, and a huge wooden barrel appeared out of thin air in her empty hand, and the barrel was filled with spiritual spring water.
"This is a reward for you. Share it with your brothers."
An Yi's eyes instantly lit up, as if he had seen a rare treasure! He suppressed his excitement, stepped forward, and steadily took the heavy wooden barrel. His voice was filled with suppressed excitement and incomparable respect: "On behalf of all the brothers, I bow to thank the princess for her generous reward!"
Before he finished speaking, he flashed and quickly disappeared into the night, carrying the bucket of priceless spiritual spring water.
Mo Liyuan fixed his gaze on Lan Xiyue with a childish persistence: "Yue'er, everyone in the palace has a share of the secret guards, so what about me?"
Lan Xiyue didn't stop and walked straight to the side hall. She didn't even turn her head when she heard the words. There was a teasing smile in her crisp voice: "Yes! As much as you want, as much as you want! As the regent, you actually have the nerve to compete with your own secret guards for a sip of spring water?" She deliberately dragged out the last word, and the teasing meaning was obvious.
Mo Liyuan was choked by her nonchalant attitude, but then his brows relaxed when she said, "As much as you want."
He looked at her slender back, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, and he followed her with big strides. As long as it was something she gave him, even if it was just a glass of water, he would be happy to accept it.
After An Yi carefully placed the large bucket of precious spiritual spring water, he immediately rushed to the kitchen door like a gust of wind.
"Chuchun, Chuxia!" His voice was filled with a barely perceptible urgency. "The princess has ordered hot pot tonight!"
Chuchun, who was busy in front of the stove, was stunned when she heard this and quickly put down the half-cut vegetables in her hand: "Hot pot? Okay, got it!" She called Chuxia, and the two quickly changed their target and began to skillfully prepare the soup base, dipping sauce and plates of freshly cut meat and vegetables needed for the hot pot.
After An Yi finished the notification, he did not dare to delay for a moment and disappeared at the kitchen door in a flash. The bucket of spiritual spring water was still waiting for him to divide it.
Chu Xia looked at the direction where An Yi disappeared, curled her lips, and muttered softly: "He runs faster than a rabbit."
Chuchun expertly arranged the thin slices of meat on a cicada-wing plate, smiling softly as she spoke, "They are martial artists, so coming and going like the wind is commonplace. Why, are you envious?"
Chu Xia picked up a handful of fresh green vegetables and rinsed them, saying casually, "I'm a little envious. If only I could fly over eaves and walls, how awesome would that be!"
Chuchun smiled and shook her head: "Come on, practicing martial arts not only requires strong muscles and bones, but also requires enduring hardships that ordinary people cannot endure. You are so delicate and tender, so you should just focus on our work."
Chuxia thought about it and stuck out her tongue. She said no more and concentrated on helping Chuchun prepare.
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