"Oh!" Han Ye slapped his forehead and said anxiously, "How could I have forgotten the first important thing! Your Majesty, Miss Muyan has already woken up, and has already returned to the courtyard next door."
"What?!" Di Ming Jue stood up abruptly, staring at Han Ye with devouring eyes, "Why didn't you stop her?"
"No, no!" Han Ye didn't even care about being afraid, and continued, "Miss Muyan said, in order to thank you for your life-saving grace, I specially cooked for you and prepared dinner for you. It's time for dinner now , Your Majesty, do you see..."
"I'll punish you when I come back!!" Di Ming Jue sternly shouted, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Such an important matter has not been said until now!
Han Ye is left with a bitter face, watching Di Ming Jue's disappearing back, and sighs silently.
It's better to go to Xiuxian Continent, but Yanwu Continent is too scary, let him go back!
Woo hoo!
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In the evening, the setting sun was like fire.
The yard behind Junji Pharmacy next door was quiet, with no one in sight.
But in one of the wing rooms, candles were already lit, and the candlelight was flickering, reflecting the shadowy and graceful figure inside.
Di Ming Jue gathers himself together, pushes the door open and goes in.
I saw a round table and drinks in the room, and a young girl with a distant expression who was gently playing the strings.
The moment Di Ming Jue sees Muyan, he gasps, followed by a slightly chaotic heartbeat and breathing.
Muyan usually dresses up deliberately to make herself appear mature.
But this evening, she seemed to have just bathed.
Her black hair was draped softly behind her, and the dense water vapor made her beautiful face even more ethereal.
It's like the empty orchid in the valley, independent of the world, but with a weakness that makes people yearn for care, and a charm that people yearn for picking.
And she only casually passed a white dress.
The waist is tightened with a belt of the same color, which looks like a weak willow supporting the wind.
The delicate clavicle slightly exposed by the lapel, and the almost transparent white icy muscle make Di Ming Jue's mouth dry, a burst of heat rushes down his body crazily.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Muyan raised her eyelids, her pupils were flickering under the candlelight, "Your Majesty is finally here?"
Di Ming Jue steps forward, and has already arrived in front of her inadvertently.
The door behind him closed without wind.
One of the two looked up, and the other looked down. When their eyes intersected, there seemed to be some strange flame burning.
"I said, call me by my name!" Di Ming Jue opened his mouth, but it was this sentence.
That persistent tone, and childlike stubbornness, made Muyan couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Okay, Di Ming Jue. Aren't you here for dinner? Don't you want to see the meal I prepared for you?"
Di Ming Jue pursed his lips, and said to himself: I want to eat you even more!
But Muyan actually said that the meal was prepared for her by himself, so naturally he can't let it down.
There is a round table in the room. Besides the wine, there are seven or eight dishes on the table.
Each plate was covered with a porcelain bowl.
Beside the porcelain bowl lid, there is still faint heat coming out, obviously just as Muyan said, it was just prepared.
However, when Di Ming Jue lifted the lid of the bowl—
Rao Yijun was so stern and calm, he couldn't help being dumbfounded at this time.
All I saw was that the food placed in the bowls and plates was not a delicacy with delicious color and fragrance, but a dark, charred lump, an unknown object.
The most frightening thing was that the juice flowing on the bottom of the dish was still a terrifying dark green.
One after another, the lids of the bowls were all lifted.
None of the food in it is visible to people.