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"What did you leave for him?" Qi Moxuan whispered into Su Qingjiu's ear.

Su Qingjiu merely turned her head and felt her cheek touch something soft. She didn't need to think to know what it was. Sensing that the atmosphere wasn't right, Qi Moxuan leaned his head towards the other side, his eyes were still looking at Su Qingjiu.

"This is my ability as a master. He must be worshipping me now." Su Qingjiu said smugly in Qi Moxuan's ear. Her face was slightly flushed, but it was still unable to conceal the pleased smile on her face.

"What a ghost!" Qi Moxuan pinched the tip of Su Qingjiu's nose.

This action was quite intimate. Su Qingjiu was stunned. She couldn't understand. They had only known each other for a day, so not only was she not annoyed by his actions, she even tacitly accepted him. What was going on?

They were the same kind of people, so why were they so familiar with each other?

"I'll sleep for a while, you read slowly." Su Qingjiu hurriedly returned to her chair and closed her eyes. This feeling was very strange. She didn't want to think too much about it. It would be great if she could maintain her current state.

"Ok." Qi Moxuan raised his head. In March, the peach blossoms bloomed beautifully, and the flowers floated from the long sighs of the people. If it wasn't for Su Qingjiu's unexpected arrival, his life would have gone on like that!

"Hey, Su Qingjiu, do you know the rhythm? "Playing the zither or playing the flute?" Qi Moxuan asked indifferently.

Su Qingjiu opened her eyes and said faintly, "Do you think I will? Or would it? "

"Ha, ha," Qi Moxuan revealed a happy smile, "Do you want to be elegant for a bit? If you have time, how about we play a song?"

Su Qingjiu put her hands behind her head, the peach blossoms that were falling down onto her forehead. How many years had it been since she had heard of the term elegance? She wanted to say that she was too elegant. However, it didn't seem like a big deal if he was alone for once in a while.

"Qi Moxuan, did you not know what to call me just now?" Su Qingjiu was a bit casual with him. Even though she called him by his name, the other person didn't seem to dislike it at all. However, Qi Moxuan didn't seem to be used to calling her by name.

"Call me Jiu'er, I'm used to this name," Su Qingjiu said seriously.

"Jiu'er …" Qi Moxuan said softly, as if he was reminiscing about something. Qi Moxuan was addicted to alcohol during his decadent days. The deeper the alcohol, the more fragrant it felt. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that Su Qingjiu would be the end of his drinking.

But no matter what, he could not figure it out!

After reciting it a few times, Qi Moxuan revealed a playful smile. Jiu'er's name seemed to be even more intimate than Su Qingjiu's, and he had the urge to listen to how Su Qingjiu called him.

"If I call you Jiu'er, what will you call me?" Qi Moxuan tried it out carefully, and he was filled with anticipation and excitement.

"A ~ Xuan!"

Qi Moxuan slowly turned his head and the girl smiled wantonly. Her raised arm passed through the falling petals, and her clear eyes never touched the earth. At that moment, Qi Moxuan thought of eternity …

"From now on, just call me that." Qi Moxuan covered his face with the book on his lap. He suddenly realized that he didn't dare to meet Su Qingjiu's gaze.

"No, not at all." Stretching out her fingers, Su Qingjiu firmly said, "The reason why Your Highness called me that is because I am a stranger to Your Highness. With all due respect, I don't think our relationship is good enough for me to call you that. "

"Your Royal Highness, it's better if you don't worry about your reading. I really need to rest …"

Su Qingjiu's words never left Qi Moxuan's mind. He sighed and put down the book in his hand. He leaned against Su Qingjiu's chair, letting her lean against his shoulder.

Looking at Su Qingjiu's sleeping face, Qi Moxuan suddenly felt a little sleepy and involuntarily closed his eyes.

This time, he slept soundly and felt extremely at ease. His previous worries and worries seemed to have disappeared once he saw that smiling face. Qi Moxuan suddenly felt that his accidental union with Su Qingjiu was the luckiest thing in his life.

The person who could not possibly escape his control had already left his predetermined path.

"You're awake. I just wanted to see how long you could sleep, I didn't expect …" Qi Moxuan looked out of the window and suppressed the laughter in his heart.

Su Qingjiu raised her head. It was already night by the window. She didn't want to say anything more to Qi Moxuan's disguised calmness. If that was the case, what could she do?

"What are you surprised about? "I was still surprised. I thought I had slept through the entire day, but who would've thought that only half a day had passed …"

What was this? The feeling of having no bottom line. Qi Moxuan looked at Su Qingjiu. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. Finally, he said helplessly, "The dishes are on the table. You can rest after you eat!"

The day had passed. Su Qingjiu was expressionless, but the knife in her hand was moving fast. There were many things that she could not understand. In addition, if she wanted to return to Peace, that was to return to the Prime Minister's Estate. How could this be considered as natural?

"Do you know martial arts?" Su You opened his eyes wide and asked carefully.

"What do you think?" Su Qingjiu asked disapprovingly.

"Watch carefully, how do you make these three dishes? You have ten days to make them look seventy to eighty percent similar." Su Qingjiu ordered Su You, "Also, you can bring back the dishes you've cooked in the past few days. I don't think you'll be able to make the same taste as me in the next few days …"

"Don't look down on others too much." Su You was a little angry, he didn't like Su Qingjiu's contemptuous tone.

When the dishes were ready, Su Qingjiu took the cutting board and began to chop the meat. She took some porridge and made some stew. Porridge was something Su You didn't need to learn. That was the main reason why Su Qingjiu was so close to the kitchen today.

"Let me have a good look at you. If you can chop out my level of meat paste, I'll definitely be polite when I talk to you in the future …"

The meat was bought by Su You and was covered with a layer of oil paper. When Su Qingjiu chopped the meat, there was even oil paper under the meat. Su Qingjiu pointed at the oil paper and said, "Come over and take a look. We'll talk about it when you can do this!"

"What are you showing off for?" "Who doesn't know how to chop meat?" Su You used his chopsticks to pick up the meat. Regarding this, he could only say that Su Qingjiu did it quickly, and that it would be fine even if she was familiar with him. However, when he saw the oily paper underneath, he suddenly felt as if his heart had been struck by lightning.

The meat on the oil paper could be said to be minced meat, but there was not a single knife wound on the oil paper. What degree of strength could one grasp to achieve such a feat?

Su You was stunned in front of the chopping board. If he wanted to do this, it would take at least years, not days or months.

The taste of the tongue lingered on for a long time. For the first time, Su You felt that it was hard to swallow something delicious.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, I still have serious work to do." Su Qingjiu ate some of the food she cooked and then carried the porridge to remind him.

Su You suddenly asked, "Do I not need to learn how to make this porridge?"

"Of course not. If you do, then what am I supposed to do?" Su Qingjiu narrowed her phoenix eyes as her smile grew wider.

"This porridge is something I went to please the rightful owner. How can I let you learn it?"

"Do you still need to please the right person?" Su You asked uncertainly. He didn't know what Su Qingjiu was thinking.

Su Qingjiu rolled her eyes and said, "Say, you are about the same age as me. I already said that we don't need to be so polite when we are master and servant. However, you should at least give me some brains." Haven't you ever heard of shade under a big tree? "

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