Now that there is a hot spring where you can bathe, why is it not worth going to and having fun
Zelan took her to this place and left. Yin Qingping walked in. Everything inside was in good condition, and the baggage he had brought before was also ready and placed on the table inside.
Yin Qingying found some clothes and went outside.
After walking along the mist, we arrived at the open-air hot spring within a short while.
She looked around, but there was no one around.
Zelan also said before that she is the only one who lives in this hot spring courtyard.
Although no one was watching to help her, she still couldn't bear the warm water and the feeling of taking a bath.
Yin Qingqing immediately took off his clothes and sat in the hot spring, with the warm water wrapping around his body.
This comfortable feeling has not been enjoyed for a long time.
Yin Qingying wet his hair in it, washed it himself, and then soaked his whole body in it.
There was still a cold wind blowing in my ears. I raised my head and looked at the sky, a cold moon hanging so high in the sky.
Cold and lonely!
Yin Qingying sat in the pool, and the water just reached her neck.
After sitting like this for a while, she went up and just put on her clothes, ready to leave.
Looking back like this... looking back...
Then he saw Ye Wuchen standing there so big.
"Your Highness, why are you here?"
Yin Qingqing frowned slightly.
"hungry!"
Ye Wuchen's thin lips moved slightly, and after saying these two simple words, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Yin Qingping looked at him, almost frozen into a statue in the cold wind.
She just got up and he hasn't come yet, right?
He shouldn't have seen anything, right? !
Yin Qingping sniffed, and finally stood up helplessly, wrapped his hair in a handkerchief, and went to the kitchen.
Hungry, hungry again! !
I ate a lot tonight.
She looked at the jelly of pig's trotters that had been prepared when she was cooking.
It's getting cold now, and with my own unique ingredients, it's ready now.
It was late at night, and Yin Qingping didn't want to cause any trouble.
I directly scooped two spoons of chicken soup from one side and started to boil it. When it was boiling, I put the silver noodles I had just made into the chicken soup.
The noodles are as thin as silver threads, and they are ready after rolling twice in the snow-white chicken soup.
Yin Qingying didn't add anything else. After all, the chicken soup already contained mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots and fungus.
Thinking about how Ye Wuchen was about to eat just now, there was still a bit of aristocratic atmosphere.
Yin Qingqing immediately filled a large bowl of noodles, cut the crystal dish hoof he had made into pieces, put them on a fine white porcelain plate, and placed them one by one on a large tray.
After it's done, I plan to wring my hair out right here.
But after waiting for a while, no one came to serve noodles.
Yin Qingying had no choice. The noodles would go bad if they were left out for a while.
At the moment, I had no choice but to carry it to Ye Wuchen's residence.
When we arrived at the dining room, Ye Wuchen was not there.
She found the study room again, and then she saw Ye Wuchen sitting there like a bamboo.
"Your Highness, let me find you easily!"
Yin Qingying said something and brought the food to Ye Wuchen.