Mu Zhiqing felt her heart soften when she heard these words, and the curve of her lips gradually rose, "Thank you."
"where is my present?"
She looked at the man in front of her mischievously and stretched out a hand.
"Your Majesty, you won't be so stingy, right? Just say happy birthday?"
Ling Yunting chuckled lightly and put a hand on the woman's outstretched hand, "I'll give it to you at the dinner."
"oh… "
Mu Zhiqing deliberately lengthened her tone, but the smile in her eyes kept spreading.
Following Ling Yunting's line of sight, his eyes fell on the longevity noodles on the table beside him.
It is a custom in Diyue Continent to eat a bowl of longevity noodles on the morning of your birthday.
When she was on the mountain before, her master and senior brother always called her to eat. This time she had Yun Ting by her side.
A different feeling is also more happiness.
It was a pity that neither the master nor the eldest brother were here for this birthday, but she also understood that the master had always lived in seclusion and had never been born, and the eldest brother had many things to be busy with.
Mu Zhiqing sat down, while Gu Zening and Ling Qingye on the side left with a sense of current affairs.
They just expressed their feelings in the early morning, and spent more time alone.
She looked at the longevity face in front of her, her clear eyes filled with doubts.
This side in front of me...
She took a taste.
"How does it taste?" Ling Yunting asked.
Mu Zhiqing raised her eyes and noticed that her superior was looking at him.
"It's pretty good." She responded, and then said with some confusion: "Have you changed the cook? I think the taste is a little different..."
The dishes made by each chef actually have their own characteristics, and she can detect some of them when she eats them every day. Anyway, the taste of this longevity noodles is a little different from what she usually eats.
Hearing this, Ling Yunting's eyes darkened slightly, "Isn't it delicious?"
"That's it..."
Mu Zhiqing paused, looking at the man in front of her who looked very concerned in confusion, and a strange idea appeared in her mind unconsciously.
"Yunting, I have a strange idea in my mind."
Ling Yunting withdrew his gaze and said, "Since it is a strange idea, I won't talk about it."
"If you don't like this noodle, I'll have someone make you another bowl."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to move his face away.
However, Mu Zhiqing stopped him.
"Hey, that's not possible!"
She kept the longevity noodles in front of her and said, "I just said that the longevity noodles taste different from those cooked by the chef on weekdays. I didn't say that they are not delicious."
She held her head with both hands and moved towards Ling Yunting curiously.
"Yun Ting, this side... couldn't have been done by you, right?"
Although this idea is very strange, and your Majesty does not look like someone who would do such a thing, your reaction just now is really suspicious...
Immediately afterwards, Mu Zhiqing saw an extremely rare expression on Ling Yunting's face.
His expression seems a little unnatural
From the time she met Your Majesty until now, he has always teased her. Is this the first time she has seen Your Majesty like this
"Did you really do it?"
Mu Zhiqing looked amazed. Your Majesty actually cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for her
When I looked at the longevity face in front of me again, I felt completely different.
Ling Yunting's expression showed a hint of complexity. He looked at the noodles in front of him, as if he was still thinking about whether it was really not delicious.
"I thought you might like it."
Hearing this, Mu Zhiqing couldn't help laughing. She suddenly stood up straight, stood up on tiptoes and pecked the man on the face.