Male God Please Lie Down

Yin Qingming went to the kitchen while they were still barbecuing and boiled a little tortoiseshell paste.

They were installed one by one, put them on the table, and sprinkled some sweet-scented osmanthus honey on them.

I filled a small half bowl with a celadon bowl with gold rim, sprinkled osmanthus honey, and brought it to the study room in Ye Wuchen.

"His Royal Highness! Take a little tortoiseshell paste and go to the fire."

Yin Qingming delivered the Guiling ointment to Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen looked down and took it.

Guiling paste was slightly bitter, but added a little bit of sweet-scented osmanthus honey, and melted away the bitter taste.

After eating, Yin Qingming was carrying something and was just about to go down.

Sit down and have a chat!

Yin Qingming was stunned when he heard him say this.

However, if His Royal Highness Chen has an order, it is better to obey it.

So Yin Qingming put the tray on top of the small table aside.

He stood back to the side, bowed his head, and said nothing.

Ye Wuchen: "..."

He looked at Yin Qingming, who bowed his head and said nothing, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Don't you want to hear about Yinhu's case?"

Ye Wuchen's faint voice was like a thin layer of mist, Miaomiao's...with a drive away that people can't touch.

"think!"

Upon hearing these words, Yin Qingming suddenly raised his head.

"It was indeed framed."

Ye Wuchen's thin lips opened up, and what he said made Yin Qingming's expression slightly loose.

When Yin Qingming heard these words, the expression on his face was very surprised.

She knew it! !

"anything else?"

Yin Qingming asked aloud, and continued to wait, but he hadn't waited until Ye Wuchen began to speak.

"there is none left!"

Ye Wuchen lowered his eyes and glanced at what was in his hand.

Yin Qingming was astonished.

"I think it has made a little progress, but... I feel that my dad's case must be related to Ouyang's family. Since my dad's accident, Ouyang's family has been watching closely. I always feel that they have some premeditated. of."

Yin Qingming straightened his expression and told his guess.

Ye Wuchen smiled when she heard her say this.

She is also a clever, ordinary woman who has encountered this kind of catastrophe. She has seen Ouyang's house, who has come to give charcoal in the snow, and she has already flopped up, and she would have thought so much about it.

Thinking of this, Ye Wuchen looked at Yin Qingming again.

"Well, I will let someone follow up."

Ye Wuchen nodded.

"Then it's fine, I'll go down first."

Yin Qingming glanced at Ye Wuchen again, and seeing him wave his hand, he stopped staying for long.

Holding the tray, he left.

Ye Wuchen gently stroked his fingers, and the book cover in his hand was slightly rough, but this roughness also made him startled for a moment.

Yin Qingming walked outside, paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of something.

I was just called me in front of Ye Wuchen...Oh, it's okay!

Feeling that Ye Wuchen didn't mean anything else, Yin Qingming thought for a while and continued to walk forward.

When I returned to the kitchen, I saw that the turtle cream did not move.

She pursed her lips and smiled, put the small bowls on the tray, and walked towards the plum blossom forest.

When we reached the woods, the meat was full of fragrance, and a group of people were still roasting the meat.

"You guys eat less and get angry!"