The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

Now that she had finished talking, Xia Yanxiang prepared to go back.

"Wait a moment." Mo Yuchen looked at Xia Yanxiang's expression and quickly called her over, then stood up and said, "I'll go get something."

Xia Yanxiang nodded in confusion.

Mo Yuchen went out and came back soon with an insulated lunch box in his hand.

Xia Yanxiang took a sniff and it smelled like the fragrant chicken soup.

"This is..." Xia Yanxiang had already smelled it, but she didn't understand what Mo Yuchen meant.

"Take this chicken soup I prepared for you back home." Mo Yuchen felt a little embarrassed when he said this, and he didn't dare to look at Xia Yanxiang.

Xia Yanxiang hesitated for a moment: "Master's wife makes nourishing soup for me every day. I almost vomited after drinking it."

Xia Yanxiang didn't realize that her words seemed to have a hint of complaint.

"No problem, this is cooked according to your taste."

After these words were spoken, both of them were stunned.

Xia Yanxiang coughed lightly and said nothing.

Mo Yuchen's expression relaxed and he put down the thermal food box, inadvertently revealing a red mark on his wrist, which seemed to be a burn.

"In that case, let's just forget it! I've asked Yizhu to prepare the carriage, let's go now!" Mo Yuchen's voice also lowered.

Xia Yanxiang pursed her lips and coughed again: "Why not take it with you? It's a waste to leave it there. It will be cold when you come back."

After she finished speaking, Xia Yanxiang's ears turned slightly red.

Mo Yuchen saw it and immediately curled his lips: "I'll listen to you."

Although it was cold in the north in August, there was no need for a floor heating. Fortunately, Mo Yuchen had someone control the temperature well, so it wasn't very hot.

As she stepped out of the room, a gust of cold wind blew and hit Xia Yanxiang's face.

The room was a little stuffy, and this was just right, suitable and comfortable.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuchen suddenly stepped in front of Xia Yanxiang, blocked the wind and pulled up her hood, then turned around and held Xia Yanxiang's hand, his voice carried in the wind: "I'll go ahead."

Xia Yanxiang's hands were warm, while Mo Yuchen's hands were dry and hot.

Xia Yanxiang was a little moved, but didn't say anything. Instead, she followed Mo Yuchen forward.

When they arrived in front of the carriage, Mo Fuchen finally released Xia Yanxiang's warm hands, and then helped her get into the carriage.

Mo Yuchen urged her to sit inside. The carriage was small, so Mo Yuchen sat a little closer to the door.

Xia Yanxiang frowned and moved in again: "Your Highness, please sit closer!"

Mo Yuchen raised his eyebrows, sat down obediently, a smug smile flashed in his eyes.

Yizhu and Yukui were driving outside.

Yizhu also kept in mind Mo Yuchen's words, and he must be steady and fast.

Xia Yanxiang touched her body and remembered that she didn't bring anything with her today. She said to Mo Yuchen, "When we get to the farm, I'll talk to Master and ask him to bring you some burn medicine."

At the end, Xia Yanxiang said, "Don't do these things when you have nothing to do."

Mo Yuchen was very excited when he heard this, but he didn't show it on his face: "No, this is the first time. If it doesn't taste good, just pour it out."

As Mo Yuchen spoke, he seemed a little nervous. He looked up at Xia Yanxiang and then quickly lowered his eyes.

"It shouldn't be..." Xia Yanxiang hesitated for a moment, a little skeptical. A nobleman like Mo Yuchen probably wouldn't have any experience with women, so she had to be cautious.

But Xia Yanxiang's nose would not deceive her.

"If it doesn't taste good, just pour it out. I'll go back and continue learning, and bring it to you next time." Mo Yuchen's eyes were full of sincerity.

"..."Xia Yanxiang really couldn't refuse, so she could only nod and agree.

Mo Yuchen didn't continue talking about this topic. Instead, he put his hand lightly on his thin lips, smiled slightly, and then quickly retracted his smile, pretending nothing had happened.

Yukui, who was sitting outside, was worried about her young lady!

As expected, the young lady has never been in contact with a man, so she doesn't know what a man is like. Miss! This is a big-tailed wolf! You have to be extra careful!

When they arrived at the farm, Mo Yuchen helped Xia Yanxiang get off the carriage. Yukui felt as if she had just accompanied him for a walk and did nothing.

Dongfang Xujiang happened to come out of the door and saw Mo Yuchen helping Xia Yanxiang.

As soon as the two men looked at each other, the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Xia Yanxiang just let go of her hand, and when she saw Dongfang Xujiang, she asked, "Brother Xujiang, is Master here? His Royal Highness Prince Luo wants to see you for something."

Dongfang Xujiang immediately became friendly: "Yes, I was. Just now I was told to pick you up, but I didn't expect His Royal Highness Prince Luo to personally send you back."

As he spoke, Dongfang Xujiang walked over and saluted Mo Yuchen: "Greetings, His Royal Highness Prince Luo. Thank you for seeing me off. Sister Yanxiang is still injured, so I will take her in first. A servant will take you to see my father."

One called him brother, the other called him sister, which made Mo Yuchen very unhappy: "Today, this king and Yanyan have agreed to come to see Mr. Dongfang for something, so it's better for us to go together."

"I came to discuss this with you, old gentleman. I know there is a good job in the army, and I just wanted to ask you for your opinion. I want to see if you are willing to go in and give it a try."

Dongfang Xujiang knew what Mo Yuchen meant as soon as he heard it. They were all men, so who didn't know who?