The Regent has turned black again

"Thank you for your kindness. Please don't use it in the future. It tastes very good, but I don't like pastries."

Mo Shiyuan said coldly, without any warmth between the lines.

Zhao Wuyou was stunned for a moment. Hearing that the regent is indifferent and treats everyone with a cold look, it seems that he is right.

She just felt a little sad in her heart: "It's the little girl who was abrupt, and came here rashly without asking the regent's preferences."

"You don't need to be so polite, Miss Zhao is here today, is there anything you can do to find me?"

Mo Shiyuan was very polite to Zhao Wuyou, after all, she helped him too much in the last life.

If it weren't for Zhao Wuyou, perhaps he would have died long ago.

And the kindness of the previous life, after marrying Zhao Wuyou, can be regarded as repayment.

In this life, although Zhao Wuyou saved his life on the night of the full moon last time, but he also helped Zhao Wuyou refuse the marriage, which can be regarded as a mutual debt.

But she was his wife in the previous life, so she still has affection.

If Zhao Wuyou needed any help, Mo Shiyuan would definitely accept it.

"It's all right. Last time when the little girl went back, I heard your housekeeper say that my lord hasn't been sleeping well recently. I happen to have a little bit of knowledge in medical skills, and then I researched a kind of incense, which has the effect of calming the nerves. I hope it can be of some help to the Regent."

Zhao Wuyou took out her own incense. Only Mo Shiyuan and her master knew the secret of her medical skills.

These two people are the most important people in her life, so Zhao Wuyou is very happy.

"Thank you, my king sleeps well, it's just that there are too many things and he's busy recently."

Faced with Zhao Wuyou's kindness, how could Mo Shiyuan not know her feelings for him.

It's just this kind of intention, after all, it was a wrong payment.

"My lord has to deal with so many things every day, so I'm sure I don't take much rest. The body will be very tired and unbearable. The lord's body is the most important thing. Wuyou knows a little bit of massage. If the regent doesn't mind If so, Wuyou can squeeze the regent's shoulders and relieve fatigue."

Zhao Wuyou smiled slightly, she was very beautiful, and after she was carefully dressed to show her full face, few men could resist her charm.

And recently, there is a rumor in the world about a beauty, who is so beautiful, but cruel and merciless, that she is out of reach.

That was a mysterious identity that she used to show people with her true face outside, but when she was in Zhao's residence, she was an unknown concubine, and she had to smear her face with freckles to cover her appearance.

So no one knows her multiple identities.

"Young lady's heart is appreciated by me, but there's no need for it. You are the daughter of Mr. Zhao, not a maid in my mansion. Let the maids in my mansion do these things."

"My lord, you know that my status in the mansion is even worse than that of a maid. My mother left early, Mr. Zhao..." Zhao Wuyou smiled self-deprecatingly. They didn't treat me like a daughter."

Zhao Wuyou looked at Mo Shiyuan affectionately, her eyes were stained with a layer of mist, and her fingers were tightly clenched in her sleeves, and her fingertips began to turn white.

My heart was very nervous, and there was a hint of anticipation.

"My lord, do you know that you are the best person in this world, besides my master, who treats me the best. You helped me on the street at first, and you helped me last time. I keep all these worry-free in my heart."

Although women in ancient times were more reserved, men and women were not close to each other.

But she felt that she was different from ordinary girls.

Master said, she is unique, if you like it, you have to go for it, she is no worse than others.

She knew that Master Zhao intended to marry Zhao Wuyan to the Prince Regent, but the Prince Regent did not like his sister.

There is no difference between her and Zhao Wuyan, except that Zhao Wuyan is a prostitute, while she is just a concubine.

It's just such a difference, does she deserve to be patient everywhere?

When she was a child, she could, she could not want everything in the Zhao Mansion, because there was nothing she could fancy.

But Mo Shiyuan is different, she likes Mo Shiyuan!

Even if her father wanted the elder sister to marry the Prince Regent, she would have to compete with Zhao Wuyan.

"The last time I was on the street, it was just a matter of raising my hand. As for the last marriage, this king also said that you saved this king, and this king will return your favor. We have always had a clean relationship."

Mo Shiyuan's voice was still so cold, he was not at all unmoved.

There was rejection in Mo Shiyuan's words, how could Zhao Wuyou not understand, but she was not reconciled.

"Wuyou knows that the prince is noble, but Wuyou is humble and unapproachable, but the prince has not yet half a family member. The master said that if you like someone, you have to work hard to fight for it. If you don't say it, you will miss it. You felt that Master was right, so she came here boldly."

"My lord, Wuyou doesn't want anything extravagantly. I just want my lord to know Wuyou's intentions. If... if Wuyou's life is good and I can follow my lord, it must be the greatest blessing in my life."

"Even if it's just to be a maid by the prince's side, it's fine to serve the prince every day."

Zhao Wuyou has revealed all her thoughts, she is very humble, she wants to fight for happiness by herself.

If she doesn't let the regent know her intentions, maybe she won't have a chance in this life.

After so many years of obscurity, isn't it just for the sake of impressing others in the future?

If you don't fight or grab yourself, how can you impress others?

What Zhao Wuyou said was within Mo Shiyuan's expectation.

Unexpectedly, in this life, he was already avoiding Zhao Wuyou, and Zhao Wuyou still fell in love with him.

In the previous life, they met more often, and Zhao Wuyou also said these words, but not at this time today.

It's the back that hasn't developed yet, in this life, Zhao Wuyou's confession to him was ahead of schedule.

Mo Shiyuan's eyes were suppressed, he didn't like Zhao Wuyou in his last life, and in this life, he didn't have any feelings for Zhao Wuyou either.

"Miss Zhao, this king is not a good person. I am a wolf with ulterior motives. I was born in troubled times. This king may go to the battlefield at any time to defend the country and never return. A man should care about the world, not the love of his children. When I was a child, there was a fortune teller. Sir, it is fate that this king will be alone in this life, so it is difficult for this king to respond to Miss Zhao's wishes."

When a fortune teller said that he was lonely when he was young, it was Mo Shiyuan's nonsense.

It's just to reject Zhao Wuyou's routine.

Although he knew the answer, the light in Zhao Wuyou's eyes still dimmed.

Although Mo Shiyuan rejected him, Zhao Wuyou did not regret saying these words: "Wuyou understands that Wuyou will silently support the prince behind his back, and if the prince needs anything, Wuyou will definitely give everything to help Your Majesty's!"

"Thank you."

Zhao Wuyou left, and Mo Shiyuan asked the housekeeper to send her back. It was almost evening, and it was not safe for a girl to go back alone.

Zhao Wuyou's confession had little influence on Mo Shiyuan, but Mo Shiyuan was still lost in thought.

In his previous life, he married Zhao Wuyou as his wife. In this life, he didn't know if he would still be alone in the end.

He didn't know what it was like to like someone. He was an orphan since he was a child, and he didn't know who his parents were, so he was used to being alone.

As for the reproduction of offspring, it was not so strong for Mo Shiyuan.

And he doesn't know when his own life will end. If he has a child, he will only leave the child like himself in the end, growing up alone, living a miserable life and being bullied by others, so it's better not to.

He is indeed cruel and ruthless. Perhaps in this life, he will never meet a girl he likes and marry her back home.

Mo Shiyuan put away his thoughts, he still had a lot of things to do, and he couldn't waste his time on these places.

Mo Shiyuan cheered up and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

The sky was getting darker, the moonlight climbed up the treetops, and the night gradually deepened.

The regent is still busy, and the heartless little emperor is ready to go to bed.

Mo Shiyuan suddenly thought that he seemed to have forgotten something.

Yesterday Chu Feng asked if he could still eat the food he cooked today, but he was too busy and forgot about it.

Mo Shiyuan looked up at the sky outside the window. At this hour, the little puppet must have already fallen asleep.

Forget it, since he shed so much blood, let's treat it as a surprise for him.

Mo Shiyuan left some unfinished work that wasn't particularly important, then got up and went to the kitchen.

Everyone in the kitchen has left work, and it's pitch black now.

Mo Shiyuan lit a candle, rolled up his sleeves, and started to work.

Noble people are meticulous even when doing this kind of rough work. Even when the regent came to the kitchen, he added a touch of gorgeous color to the kitchen.

Many things in the kitchen are not ready-made. There were no refrigerators in ancient times. To ensure freshness, it is best to pick up the ingredients when making them.

So, no one saw that the king regent, who was above ten thousand people, started killing chickens.

After cleaning the chicken feathers, the regent began to disembowel the chicken, everything was so natural and smooth.

After it was done, it started to light the fire, and then boil the soup. Every step was done by a certain regent himself.

Chicken soup needs to be boiled, it is best to boil it for several hours, and it is night now.

After going to court, Chu Feng should be able to drink when he returns.

Looking at the chicken soup in the pot, Mo Shiyuan also felt that he was really crazy.

Just because of Chu Feng's question about whether he could do it again tomorrow, he ran over in the middle of the night and went crazy.

Raised a small fire and simmered slowly, the regent returned to the study and continued to do the things he hadn't finished.

In ancient times, there was no natural gas, so the fire could only be kept artificially, otherwise it would be extinguished soon.

So no one saw it, the King Regent's study and the kitchen, I don't know how many times I ran back and forth in one night...