Your Highness insists that I marry him

On the night that rewritten the fate of Mu Yong's entire life, he didn't live well.

For almost the whole night, he squatted in front of an ice bucket on the ground, numbly repeating the same movement with the knife in his hand, his fingertips had already been so frozen that he lost all feeling.But there was a puff of breath in his chest, which made his heart ache.

In Nuo Da's side-door kitchen, most of the other helpers had already dropped their work and started talking in low voices.

"The celebration is over, right? The chef next door hasn't caught fire for a long time."

"I'm so hungry. The smell before was delicious."

"Hey. The food eaten by the nobles will only be smelled in this life."

"Eating is nothing, I just hope that in this life, I can see the face of the princess with my own eyes. Even if it's just from a distance."

"You think so beautifully."

"Hey. Why are you talking about this. Happy Gulong Festival." A man not far away patted his companion on the back vigorously.

Most people heard this sentence, and there was a brief silence in the help room.

Everyone was hunched over, wearing crude uniforms with stains and water marks, doing thankless work with cold hands and feet.No one has a happy face on their faces.

"Who has been selected into the chef's room?" Someone asked in a low voice.Soon there were more conversations.Several names were exchanged in low voices.Who has a way, which one saved money and opened up a relationship.

"Really?" "Hey, if only I could go in."

Mu Yong lowered his head, took out another big shell from the ice bucket, pursed his lips and used a knife to pry it open neatly. He had been doing this all night, but this time the tip of the knife was frozen stiff. With half an inch more in the middle of the finger, a faint line of blood appeared on Mu Yong's palm.

At this time, Tang Yuan, who was beside Mu Yong, but had put down his work a long time ago, suddenly turned to ask Mu Yong. "Mu Yong, didn't you say you could go in?"

Mu Yong frowned, and then put down the work in his hand.close your eyes.The fire in my heart burned even more.

He managed to bribe a steward of the chef's room, and the other party promised him that tonight, as long as he could sneak into the chef's room with a noble plate, he would be found.He can arrange a job for Mu Yong.It's a pity, I didn't know until I came here that the helper of the kitchen is not allowed to go out at all, let alone enter the inner courtyard with nobles.

The man was afraid that he saw that he didn't understand the situation from the very beginning, and was trying to trick him.Even knowing this is the case, Mu Yong is still a little unwilling to give up.

"Isn't this over yet?"

Tang Yuan smiled, "Come on. Wait for the next time just like my brother."

Mu Yong was not reconciled.There is no next time.

The Cologne Festival is held only once every five years.Only at this time, the largest fighting arena in the city will turn into a gorgeous large-scale celebration venue.Nobles, big and small, would come from every city in the country, trying to seize this rare opportunity to live with the royal family as much as possible.

Many famous chefs who were originally in the noble mansion will also temporarily gather in the simple kitchen of the fighting arena to prepare food for the celebration.It is naturally impossible for the nobles who are far away to bring all the servants. It is cheaper and more convenient to hire indifferent workers like kitchen helpers on the spot.These positions have become opportunities that all low-level culinary apprentices dream of.It is also the best springboard for their employment.

It's a pity that even if the Gulong Festival celebration is grand, being selected into the chef's room is an opportunity for the apprentices to squeeze their heads.Most people can only handle basic ingredients in the outermost temporary shed like Mu Yong.Couldn't see the chef at all.

Why is Mu Yong willing to endure another five years?

"Did Xu Tian enter the chef's room?" Tang Yuan asked again.

"Really, I don't know." Mu Yong wiped the blood on his hands and didn't look at Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan looked Mu Yong up and down.He curled his lips and turned his head back.

Just as the blood on the palm was wiped off, another drop slowly formed on his soaked palm.Mu Yong wiped it a few times, but the red color took his hands. He frowned, so he had to put his hand in his mouth and suck it.The slight tingling sensation made his numb fingers come alive instead.

Mu Yong rubbed his eyes with cold fingers.Take a breath.

Think about it, don't give up, what should I do.Is that the end of the game?

At this time, the door was suddenly opened with a creak. "You don't need to do this job." A potbellied supervisor yelled, "Someone go to the front and help clear the table."

Everyone was waiting to take the money and leave, but no one responded immediately.

Mu Yong bit his lower lip unwillingly, but stood up at once. "I'll go right away, my lord.

The fat supervisor looked Mu Yong up and down, and frowned at his wet and dirty cloth shoes with a hole in them. "You're bringing all the mud in here."

Mu Yong clenched his teeth, but forced a smile on his face, reached out and took out a rag to wipe the soles of his shoes. "No, my lord. My hands and feet are very diligent."

The man nodded impatiently, "Clean up where no one is around, you know. You can't afford to bump into someone.

"Yes, sir." Mu Yong tore off his half-wet apron.He secretly glanced at the other helpers who laughed at his gesture.He ran out with his head down.

"And you, and you." The man then ordered a few more people. "You are not allowed to go in, you know!"

Mu Yong didn't turn his head back, he was suffocating in his heart, and stubbornly continued to drill into the place where there were few people.

The first thing Mu Yong saw was that there were still some well-fed and well-fed businessmen in the periphery who continued to chat in their seats and refused to leave.The Gulong Festival is actually a festival that should be celebrated by the whole country.So in the outermost periphery of the fighting arena, some wealthy merchants will be invited.An invitation letter for the Gulong Festival is the supreme status symbol of a commoner.This is also an excellent opportunity for them to change the fate of the family and cling to the nobles, so they are basically the last to leave.

But even in this place farthest from the center of the arena, it can be seen that the entire celebration has long since ended.Mu Yong's heart turned cold again, but he stubbornly accelerated his pace towards the inner floor.

Mu Yong lowered his head and hunched his shoulders all the way, praying that no one would stop him.

The more he walked in, his heart beat faster and faster, and his head lowered lower and lower. He was worried that his vulgar clothes would become particularly conspicuous under the increasingly refined and elegant decoration, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt like a thorn in his back.He didn't dare to look up, and just walked to a place where there were few people.Fortunately, he didn't know which aristocratic area he turned into, and there was basically no one around.

Mu Yong hurriedly leaned over and walked into an empty private room before letting out a sigh of relief.He wiped the sticky wetness in his palms on his pants, and looked directly at the plates on the dining table without checking whether it was blood or sweat.The plates of nobles are indeed different from those of commoners.Mu Yong didn't even know if it was true that he could sneak into the chef's room with a noble plate.But if he doesn't give it a try, Mu Yong will be really upset.Although it might be too late to say anything now, he still wanted to take the nobleman's plate and find that person to discuss it.

The plates on these tables have a silver rim.There is also a layer of light blue pattern surrounded by four bone-like logos.Mu Yong didn't know which nobleman's symbol this was.But since he was a nobleman, Mu Yong didn't care, he stretched out his hand and began to clean up the dishes.

Most of the delicacies that haven't touched a few mouthfuls still exude fragrance, which floated into Mu Yong's nose as he bent down to pick them up.His hand froze as he reached for a plate of meat.

He swallowed subconsciously.He hadn't eaten anything after a night's work.This plate of meat is golden on the outside and tender on the inside. It must be made by spirit beasts if it can be served on the table of nobles.Mu Yong could feel his stomach twitching with hunger.

He had to swallow again.

He didn't see anyone outside just now.But he knew that there were still some noble servants around here who were cleaning up the mess.Even the humblest servant in a noble family would bow and call his lord when he saw him.

Mu Yong shook his head fiercely.no.In case someone sees it.He will definitely be scolded and thrown out.That would be a failure.

Mu Yong endured the protest of his stomach, quickly packed some dishes, turned around and walked out the door.Just as he was thinking about how to take the stack of dishes back to the main kitchen, how likely was it to find the person who lied to him again.Suddenly, he saw a person standing in the shadow behind the door.

Mu Yong, who originally thought he was the only one in the room, stood on his head. He was startled and almost dropped the delicate plate in his hand.

Mu Yong subconsciously wanted to curse.But see the clothes on the man.The words that came to his lips were held back abruptly.

Just this pair of shiny black leather boots on this man's feet.Probably worth more than his life.

"My lord..." Mu Yong had no choice but to lower his head, put down all the plates in his hand, and was ready to be scolded.

But after waiting for a long time, the man didn't say a word and remained motionless, but Mu Yong could feel that the man's eyes were indeed on him.

Mu Yong felt uneasy and had no choice but to look at this man who was most likely a nobleman.Eyes meet.Mu Yong couldn't help being stunned.The young man standing in the corner has dark eyes.It was the first time that Mu Yong saw the real black, pure black without any impurities, never polluted by any light.These eyes immediately attracted all his attention, making Mu Yong almost ignore the man's other facial features.Mu Yong stared straight into the blackness, even temporarily forgetting his own situation, just trying to find out what else this endless blackness might contain.

It was only when the man came towards him that Mu Yong blinked suddenly, realizing what he was doing. "Your Excellency forgive me...

The young man was of extraordinary appearance, well dressed, with his thick black hair and eyes.Mu Yong can confirm that he is at least a nobleman with ancient blood.Mu Yong felt that he must have caused a catastrophe, but miraculously, his body was not tense.

"I'm sorry I offended Your Excellency." Mu Yong still pulled himself together and knelt down.

Unexpectedly, the young man reached out to hold his arm.Mu Yong's eyes jumped, he couldn't kneel down, so he had to raise his eyes to observe the man's face again.

The young man just stared at Mu Yong's hand in a daze, as if he didn't hear Mu Yong's words.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency?" Mu Yong frowned and called out tentatively.

The man still stood there without saying a word.There was no expression on his face.If it weren't for the black eyes that could still move a few times, as if they swam across his face, he didn't look like a living person.Mu Yong felt even more weird when he thought that this person was probably there when he entered the house, but he kept silent all the time.

Mu Yong frowned and looked at the young man carefully. "Are you all right?"

The young man and Mu Yong looked at each other again, although the expression was still there, but Mu Yong read it with a trace of bewilderment.

Mu Yong suddenly realized that this person's mind might be a little abnormal.He breathed a sigh of relief.No wonder this person gave him a strange feeling, so that he didn't feel nervous in front of the nobleman at all.

"Aren't you?" Mu Yong rubbed his nose and couldn't help laughing. "Is it lost?"

The man still didn't respond to his words.But this time Mu Yong realized that the man's attention seemed to be on his hands.Mu Yong glanced at his palm. Although it was not a serious injury, it was indeed blood red at this time. "I was just scratched by a knife." He tentatively sent it to the man for him to see.The man really looked up obediently.

Mu Yong smiled again, looking carefully, this idiot was even younger and his brain was not good enough.His whole body relaxed.This time he didn't dodge, and let the fool stretch out his hand and gently rubbed his cut palm.

My palms were itchy and a little warm.

Mu Yong's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he immediately withdrew his hand.He carefully looked up and down this fool's clothes. Although he had never heard of such a young master with brain disease in any noble family, he knew that he must be favored at home by looking at his clothes.If you get lost and bring it back, it is probably meritorious.If you can talk to the servants of the noble family and sell them well, maybe you can find more ways.This idiot was already good-looking, thinking of this, Mu Yong looked at him more pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help grinning at him. "It's okay. I'll help you find out whose family you belong to."

The fool looked at Mu Yong's face, but still didn't respond.Mu Yong felt that this person was completely stupid, and he was afraid that he was not as good as a child.He looked down at the plates in the room, hesitated for a while, and finally looked back at the foolish young master.

Finding that deceitful steward was just a fit of anger, but this young master is a real opportunity.Mu Yong clearly distinguishes the seriousness from the seriousness.

"Come on..." Mu Yong subconsciously took the fool's hand and pulled him out of the cubicle.The person being led paused for a moment, then was dragged away by Mu Yong obediently.

Mu Yong knew that if he told the supervisor about this, he would only be scolded for overstepping, even if the nobles were rewarded, it would not be his business.He carefully looked at the fancy clothes on the fool again, hoping to find a family symbol as obvious as the pattern on the plate.

Aristocrats pay attention to family inheritance, and many of them can be seen as a family just by their clothes.Mu Yong only hoped that he could hand this fool directly to his servant, so that if the servant sent it back to the young master, he would be rewarded, and he would be in a better mood, and he might agree to find him a job.

But before Mu Yong could figure it out.The "His Royal Highness" behind him made him break out in a cold sweat.

Mu Yong could hear someone striding towards behind him, but there was no one around them.

Mu Yong rolled his eyes in surprise, this is still an indifferent fool.

Is this man a royal family?

Seeing an elderly nobleman walking quickly behind him, Mu Yong didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and knelt down on the ground.

The nobles who rushed over stopped in front of the fool and bowed in salute. "You are here. It makes the old minister worry."

Mu Yong knelt on the ground, his heart sank, he didn't dare to raise his eyes, but he couldn't help muttering.Now Xue is the surname of Wang, and Longwu is the name of the country.Today's empress has a daughter and a son, and the little prince Xue Qichen is extremely talented and is the most humane in the world. It is absolutely impossible for him to look so stupid, but besides Prince Qichen, how can there be other princes in the royal family?

The idiot prince didn't look at the person in front of him, he continued to look at Mu Yong, and even bowed down to try to pull Mu Yong up.Seeing that the silly prince was about to grab his arm again, Mu Yong couldn't help crying in his heart, neither getting up nor hiding.The status of Longwu land is strictly hierarchical.To serve in front of the royal family, no matter how inappropriate it is, it must be a nobleman.The middle-aged man in front of him was well dressed and claimed to be a minister. He was obviously a courtier serving the royal family, and he was definitely not someone Mu Yong could casually talk to.If you make a slight mistake, you are afraid that you will get into trouble.

Mu Yong just wanted to get away as soon as possible, but the silly prince grabbed his arm unhurriedly and insisted on pulling him up. Mu Yong gritted his teeth, so he had to pluck up the courage to stand up and look up, but he still hadn't seen the minister's face clearly. Looking at her face, she saw another group of gorgeously dressed female relatives coming towards her. The headed woman was wearing a lavender skirt, her hair was like black ink, her skin was like snow.

The older nobleman in front of him also turned around and bowed to the woman. "your Highness……"

This is the Queen's eldest daughter, Princess Siyi!

The courage that Mu Yong reluctantly brought up was wiped out by this fright, and he could only kneel down again.

"Why is Xiao Qi here?" The princess stood still nearby and called softly.

Naturally, the silly prince still didn't reply, but turned his head away slightly, his face was expressionless, not like he was angry, but more like silently avoiding other people's eyes.The princess obviously didn't expect to get an answer from him, but the courtier naturally received "His Royal Highness Qi is afraid of others and wants to hide from others, so he came here by himself."

The princess nodded. "It's good to find it."

Mu Yong stuck to the ground, watching his nose, nose and heart, not daring to vent his breath.Fortunately, the silly prince didn't insist on pulling him this time, but he didn't take half a step away from him. Although he ignored the princess's greetings, he looked down at him from time to time.Soon Mu Yong felt that the people in front of him became strangely silent.

"Xiao Qi is indeed shy of strangers, but it seems that he encountered an accident today." The princess said softly.

Mu Yongneng could feel the princess' eyes on him, and his heart beat uncontrollably in his chest.He felt that he should say something, so as not to appear rude, but after all, he had never experienced such a scene, and his mind was blank.

"It's really interesting. Could it be that because Xiao Qi has never been out of the palace, he finds it novel when he sees something vulgar by chance." The princess said this casually, completely thoughtful, talking to herself.

"What the princess said is reasonable..." the courtier continued, "It may be beneficial for His Royal Highness Qi to change a few different waiters."

Mu Yong always knew that a pariah like himself was like an ant in front of the nobles.What is called vulgarity does not dare to have any dissatisfaction, but no longer feels nervous.Resigned to his fate, he knelt down and said nothing.

Soon a person came running from a distance, and he knelt down in front of the princess in a hurry. "The lower official is guilty! Poor management. Letting this kind of untouchables into the inner garden really pollutes the eyes of the princess.

"No problem..." The princess didn't give him another look, she turned to the courtier and said, "Take Xiaoqi and me back to the palace."

The little official in charge probably wanted to impress the princess, nodded and bowed, pointed at Mu Yong and said, "Congratulations to send the princess off, this bitch bumped into the princess, I will definitely punish her."

Mu Yong's heart fell to the bottom, it was over.If this is punished, not to mention that there will be no bright future in the future, I am afraid that he will have to die half of his life.

"His Royal Highness!" Mu Yong gritted his teeth and had to speak out. "The little one just met by chance. I met His Royal Highness by chance. He wanted to send His Highness back. That's why he broke into the inner garden. I beg the princess. Have mercy..." Mu Yongyue said that the more he felt in his heart, the lower his voice. Bored, it's not that he can't eat and walk around.

Seeing that Mu Yong still dared to speak, the official opened his mouth to curse and kicked him.

The silly prince who was dragged a few steps away suddenly turned his head and took another step in Mu Yong's direction. His dark eyes frightened the steward so he didn't dare to move, and he choked up his curse words. go back.

The leaving figure of the princess paused, turned her head to look at the steward who was astonished, and His Highness Qi in front of him, thoughtfully.

"Steward, the Gulong Festival is meant to be enjoyed by the whole country..." The princess glanced at Mu Yong. "Let this man go down."

"Yes, Princess Daren." The man nodded and bowed.He glared at Mu Yong again, "Hurry up and get out..."

Mu Yong let out a deep breath, kowtowed his head indiscriminately, and walked away without daring to lift his head.

The princess saw the silly prince watching Mu Yong leave, and her expression became a little unclear. "Back to the palace..."

"Send off Your Highness the Princess, send off Your Highness the Princess." The steward kept bowing until the princess and her party were no longer visible.He straightened up, thought of something, and expressed the same puzzlement as Mu Yong. "His Highness Qi? Who is this His Highness Qi?