Chapter 113
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The two eunuchs' corpses and the bloodstains on the ground were also cleaned up by the men in black in the blink of an eye.
The night returned to its previous tranquility.
The strong smell of blood dissipated, and the cold moonlight shone on people's bodies, which seemed particularly warm.
Shen Yueji frowned as she looked at the soil that had been refurbished on the ground. She frowned again and again. Suddenly, she raised her head.
She met Mo Wushang's puzzled eyes: "Oh no, the food is going to be burnt."
She quickly pushed the man away and ran to the imperial kitchen.
Before entering, a pungent smell came from inside, causing her to cover her nose. A cloud of green smoke came out from inside.
Fortunately, it was only the food that was burnt, and it had not reached the point of a fire in the imperial kitchen.
She wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead. If this meal really burned down the imperial kitchen, it would really be her fault.
Mo Wushang followed behind her, and his unkind eyes looked at the green smoke from inside. In the green smoke, the little woman ran to the stove, and a smell of burnt spread from the pot.
His handsome face was gloomy and gloomy.
Shen Yueji lifted the lid of the pot. The porridge was burnt and stuck to the pot, mixed with the black pot ash and burnt smell.
No matter how she looked at it, she had no appetite. When she looked up, she saw the man's unhappy face. Shen Yueji withdrew her hand bitterly: "Well, I forgot the time when I was outside, and forgot that there was still something cooking in the pot. But you, too, who allowed you to go out? Stay here and guard the fire, so that it won't be burnt."
Seeing that she attributed the problem to him in a few words, Mo Wushang's handsome face moved slightly, and his expression seemed a little wronged.
He walked to her without saying a word, looked down at the mess in the pot.
Shen Yueji felt distressed when she saw this. After all, he had helped her just now, and he was so cooperative.
She patted the man's shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, just make do with it."
She found a bowl and scooped out the top layer of porridge with a spoon.
She handed it to him.
Mo Wushang's dark eyes looked at the bowl, which was also black, and he could not see the ingredients of the porridge. Apart from the steam, it could be said that there was nothing to see at all.
Shen Yueji filled two bowls of porridge and brought out the two plates of side dishes. Fortunately, the dishes were not burnt.
Thus, just like that, the two of them carried the burnt porridge and two plates of side dishes up to the roof of the imperial kitchen. Under the moonlight, they began to eat.
The burnt porridge was indeed not tasty, and the side dishes that were stained with the burnt smell were also very weird.
Shen Yueji ate a few mouthfuls and couldn't eat anymore. She turned to look at the man, only to find that his movements were elegant. Even when he was eating, he didn't frown. His expression seemed to be more appetizing than when he was eating.
Dumbfounded, she picked up a piece of black food with her chopsticks and put it into the man's bowl.
However, the man's obsidian eyes flashed with light. He put the dish she picked up into his mouth and chewed slowly with a happy expression.
Shen Yueji, "…"
Somewhat flattered, she looked at the man: "This food, is it really so delicious? Doesn't the Prince Regent feel that something is wrong? "
The man's thin lips moved, his brows raised as he looked at her with his dark eyes.
"Delicious."
“....”
And then …
Shen Yueji simply put down the bowl and chopsticks, watching the man eat the burnt food clean.
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