I who traveled through time flirted with the prince in ancient times

Regardless of his roast chicken, Hulu took out the medicine bottle from his arms and said, "Master, you should apply the medicine first."

After taking the medicine bottle, Bo Jiuxi sized it up, and couldn't help praising: "I said gourd, your ancestral ointment is really good. Every time you wipe it off, there is not even a trace the next day. It's amazing, it's really amazing."

"If there are traces, you probably won't even be able to see your hand, young master."

"Haha~ how can it be so exaggerated." Bo Jiuxi wiped the medicine, and the faint herbal smell permeated his nose, especially his hands were instantly cool and comfortable, very comfortable.

"My lord, it's true. I know the young master can't cook, but I insist on cooking it within three months. Isn't that embarrassing?"

The gourd is fighting against injustice, and his master cares about it. After he finished speaking, he took a bite of the roast chicken. As soon as he put it in his mouth, it was terribly sweet. If he hadn't seen Bo Jiuxi's eyes shine, he really couldn't bear to vomit on the spot. Salt is turned into sugar.

"Gourd, how does it taste?"

"Well...I feel good."

"Really?"

"Ah."

"I'll try it."

Seeing that Bo Jiuxi was going to try the dishes, he quickly snatched the gourd and hinted: "Young master, you are preparing this for the prince, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"You can't taste the ones for the prince."

"why?"

"Young master, you worked so hard to burn it, don't you want to be praised by the prince?"

"What if it doesn't taste good?"

"Master, when did you become so unconfident?"

"Okay, listen to you, what I play is heartbeat."

After all, Bo Jiuxi patted his butt and was about to leave. Hulu carefully put the roast chicken away, and he couldn't help but said to himself: "My lord, you made our master suffer, and I want you to taste the hard work of the master."

the next day.

As soon as the dawn broke, Bo Jiuxi couldn't wait to get up, and waited alone in front of Xiao Mokong's room, holding last night's delicacies in his hand, waiting foolishly.

"Morning, young master."

"Morning, young master."

The house slaves were cleaning the courtyard, and they were very surprised to see Bo Jiuxi standing quietly in front of them. This was the first time since the master woke up that he woke up early.

Bo Jiuxi nodded, smiled without saying a word, and stood for a long time, Xiao Mokong hadn't come back yet, the sun was about to come out, what kind of plane was it?

Accompanied by irritability, it didn't take long before I saw Haoyu going out with a hache. Seeing this, he was startled and shouted repeatedly: "King Leyang? Why did you get up so early?"

"Can't you see? I'm waiting for your prince."

"Wait, my lord."

oh?It turned out to be like this, Haoyu's mind was full of trivial matters from yesterday, and he dared to feel that King Leyang wanted to make amends.

"King Leyang, what are you cooking in here? It smells so good." Haoyu lowered his head and smelled it, um...the taste is really good.

"Hey, I spent a long time preparing this specially."

"Let me see."

"No."

"Stingy, take a look, anyway, the prince is not back."

"No, no, no."

"Hey...look..."

"Haoyu, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a word came from Tengkong, and the two immediately raised their eyes, and they were even more stunned, completely unaware that Xiao Mokong was standing in front of them, so scared that Haoyu quickly replied: "My lord, you are back."

"Ah."

"My lord, you are back..."

Bo Jiuxi stared at him, his tongue faltered like a knot, and it took him a while to spit out a word.

"Haoyu, go get me some hot water, I want to wash up."

"Yes."

Boom!

Xiao Mokong pushed the door open without saying a word, and strode into the house, completely ignoring Bo Jiuxi, and he didn't even respond to the greeting just now.