The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

The meal was ready soon. In the huge hall, several square tables were put together to form a long table. Mu Beimo's juniors were all dressed in uniform and had already moved in and waited.

Yuan Xuan sat on the main seat, and warmly greeted them to take their seats quickly. Ming Yang was supported by Mu Beimo, and sat carefully at the table.

There was a dazzling array of dishes on the table, Ming Yang looked at the plates of delicious dishes, thinking that it was dozens of miles away from the market, it must be very troublesome to transport these fruits and vegetables back.

He thought so, so he turned his head quietly and asked Mu Beimo, who would have expected Yuan Xuan, who was in the main seat, to laugh out loud.

"These dishes are all self-produced and sold here. You'll know when Beimo takes you out after dinner."

"There are so many varieties of vegetables that I own?" Ming Yang was slightly surprised. He thought that everyone was practicing martial arts, and they were all old men. He didn't expect them to grow their own vegetables, and there were so many varieties.

"Second sister-in-law, you don't know. Our master not only requires us to practice martial arts, but we also have to do all the work of building a house, growing vegetables, raising chickens and ducks." Qing He took the topic and said with a smile.

"That's right, our master said that the most basic thing to practice kung fu is to fill one's stomach first." Another disciple echoed.

"So that's how it is." Ming Yang turned his head and smiled at the speaker, looking at the cheerful gray old man on the main seat, he felt more respect in his heart.

"Okay, let's eat quickly, Yang'er, try this rabbit leg, but they all shot it down from the mountain this morning." After Yuan Xuan finished speaking, he slightly raised his hand, and a piece of rabbit leg dipped in sauce arrived in Ming Dynasty. Yang's bowl.

Ming Yang didn't pay attention to how the leg got into his bowl steadily. Looking at the leg in the bowl, he was a little stunned, and of course he didn't forget to thank him.

"Thank you, Master."

"Hurry up and eat." Mu Beimo looked at his wife's surprised mouth, a little dumbfounded.

"You, can you do the same?" Ming Yang took a bite of that leg, and asked quietly.

"Okay, I'll show you when I go back." Mu Beimo curled his lips, and reached out to wipe the sauce from the corner of Ming Yang's mouth.

"Wei Ping also eats one, you two have to work hard to have more babies." Yuan Xuan repeated the operation just now.

"Thank you, master." Nie Weiping smiled politely, and Ming Yang who had just taken a bite almost choked.

He looked at Nie Weiping who was sitting across from him, and recalled Yuan Xuan's words again in his heart, how many children do you two have, that means Nie Weiping can also have children?

He didn't know if he understood correctly or not, so he turned his head to look at Mu Beimo beside him, who seemed to know what he wanted to say, and reached out to pat him on the back.

"I'll tell you about this later, do you want to eat garlic ribs?"

"Yeah." Ming Yang nodded, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

The meal was very harmonious, and the disciples were not too restrained. They would chat for a while during the meal, and those who were brave enough kept asking about Mu Beimo's situation in recent years.

Yuan Xuan had no pretensions at all, and sat on the main seat with a smile and squinted his eyes, listening to everyone chatting, and from time to time, he and Nie Weiping ordered some food.

This was much happier than being in the palace, there was no intrigue, and Ming Yang didn't need to pay attention to putting on the emperor's airs. Even Mu Beimo softened a lot, and the hostility on his body was perfectly hidden.

After the meal, Ming Yang offered to help clean up the leftovers, but was carried away by Mu Beimo.

"Hey, you let me down, what are you talking about with so many people?" Ming Yang anxiously pushed Mu Beimo's shoulder, but unexpectedly, the person holding him didn't move at all.

"Take you back to the room to digest and digest. It's time to soak in the pool later." Mu Beimo expressionlessly kicked open the door of the guest room and carefully placed him on the bed.

"What's wrong with you?" Ming Yang nestled in Mu Beimo's arms, gently stroking his pregnant belly, and watched Mu Beimo take off his shoes and socks.

"Are your feet sore?" Mu Beimo tilted his head and kissed Ming Yang's face, untied his shoes and socks, and held a pair of white and tender jade feet in his hands.

"A little bit." There was a gentle force on his foot, and he subconsciously moaned, trying to pull his foot back but was held firmly.

"Don't move, I'll rub it for you, or you'll have cramps again at night." Mu Beimo's tone was rare and serious, and Ming Yang stopped moving, and dozed like a kitten in his arms.

"I heard from Lian'er that her feet would become swollen during pregnancy, do you think I will do the same?" Ming Yang stared at his feet, moved his toes lightly, and said sadly.

"Of course not, as long as you massage your feet every day, you'll be fine." Mu Beimo laughed, grabbed the lips of the man in his arms and kissed him, and said softly against his forehead.

"Really? You lied to me again later." Ming Yang smiled, kissed back, and spoke with his forehead against his forehead.

"Why lie to you, idiot." Mu Beimo almost threw him down, but he felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, and his deep voice gradually became hoarse.

"You, are you like that?" Ming Yang felt the strangeness in the sacrum, reached out his hand to explore, and as expected, he touched the thing, and immediately blushed, "Hooligan!"

"Hey, don't move, I'll just bear it for a while." Mu Beimo said hoarsely, and fixed the person who had twisted twice in his arms.

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Ming Yang touched the hot thing, a suspicious blush appeared on his face, and finally he swallowed again, "I, let me help you."

"Baby, have you thought about it?" The deep voice hit the eardrums, and Ming Yang inexplicably felt a little swelling in his chest, his face was burning red, and he nodded gently.

"Kuuuuuuuuuu..." Just when Ming Yang was too tired to open his eyes, there was a knock on the door, and he glanced at Mu Beimo beside him.

"Wait for me obediently." Mu Beimo kissed him reassuringly, then got up and went to open the door.

Qinghe stood standing outside the door, and there was a smell of heather in the house, of course Bu Xiao said that he also knew what happened.

He didn't change his face, "Brother, Master asked me to call you to Honglian Wenchi."

"Okay, wait a minute, we'll be right there." Mu Beimo nodded.

"What's wrong?" Ming Yang propped himself up on the bed and asked.

"Get dressed, it's time for us to soak in the pool." Mu Beimo reached out for clean clothes and helped Ming Yang dress.

"Yeah." The blush on Ming Yang's face hadn't subsided yet, so he quickly got up and got dressed.

"Let's go." Mu Beimo helped him put on his shoes, and directly picked him up with one hand and hugged him.

"Wait, wait, I can go by myself." Ming Yang hugged Mu Beimo's neck tightly, and the blush on his face became even more intense.

"You can go by yourself, but Master can't wait." Mu Beimo smiled, and refused to put him down no matter what.

Ming Yang almost wanted to cry, but he was carried away like a child, and he arrived at the entrance of the hall facing everyone's teasing eyes.

"Quick, let me down quickly." Ming Yang saw Yuan Xuan's figure from a distance, and patted Mu Beimo's head anxiously.

"Master." Mu Beimo turned a deaf ear and hugged him directly in front of Yuan Xuan.

"Come on, let's go, you know the way, do you want me to take you there?" Yuan Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Of course I recognize it." Mu Beimo nodded.

"That's good. Take this medicine every four hours and take one pill every four hours. You have to soak in the pool for three days and three nights. During this time, someone will bring you food in. If Yang'er feels uncomfortable , be sure to pass me in, you know?"

"I understand." Mu Beimo nodded, and took the porcelain bottle from Yuan Xuan's hand.

"Go, go." Yuan Xuan waved his hand, and Mu Beimo didn't stop there, and went directly to the back mountain.

"Are we going to soak for such a long time?" Ming Yang was a little puzzled, stretched out his hand to bid farewell to Yuan Xuan, and turned his head to ask.

"Well, it takes three days and three nights of soaking to get rid of the cold air in your body." Mu Beimo said while holding the person firmly.

"Qinggong will take you there, hold me tight." Mu Beimo put him down, put his arms around Mingyang's soft waist, and said.

"Okay." Ming Yang nodded, and consciously buried himself in Mu Beimo's arms.

He just felt himself floating up, and after a while, he arrived at a cliff with a pavilion and a trail on the cliff.

"Where is this?" Ming Yang was let go by Mu Beimo, and immediately knocked around. It was a bit windy up here, but it was unusually warm, and there were a few peach trees blooming on the edge of the cliff.

"This is the back mountain. Few people come here." Mu Beimo hugged the person again and said softly.

"It's amazing." Ming Yang looked at the smoky mountains in front of him, feeling slightly shocked. He never thought that one day he would be able to experience the feeling of seeing all the small mountains at a glance.

"Okay, it's time to go in." Mu Beimo laughed, reached out and patted Ming Yang's buttocks, and said.

"Where is Wen Chi?" Ming Yang regained his composure, hid in Mu Beimo's arms, and asked raising his head.

"Come with me and you'll know." Mu Beimo smiled and led him to a stone wall.

I saw that he pressed a loose stone, and the stone wall was opened in such a miraculous manner, and there was a roar. Ming Yang was shocked, and saw a cave scene in front of him.

He followed Mu Beimo into the cave, and only then did he see the scene inside the cave clearly. The spacious cave was full of lotus flowers, and the clear pool water was slightly steaming. He felt a warm current as soon as he entered.

The lotus in the pool is a bit weird, there are no leaves, only red lotus flowers floating on the water, and there are no stems underneath.

"Why are these flowers so strange?" Ming Yang turned to look at Mu Beimo, feeling puzzled.

"This is a rootless red lotus, so far we have it in Wenchi." Mu Beimo smiled, and rubbed Ming Yang's head with his hand.

"Take off your clothes first, it's three days and three nights, I'll tell you slowly."

"Okay." Ming Yang nodded, feeling a gust of warm wind blowing, all the wall lamps in the room were lit up, and there were tables, wine glasses and other objects on the other side of the pool, and the table was fairly clean.

"Has anyone lived here?" Qiao Xingran was a little puzzled.

"Master will come up after a while." Mu Beimo reached out and took off Ming Yang's clothes, and said.

"So that's how it is." Ming Yang nodded and noticed that there was a thin waterfall flowing into the pool, making the sound of gurgling water in the cave.

"That's the water inlet of the pool." Mu Beimo noticed his gaze and explained.

"It's amazing." Ming Yang commented stupidly, and lowered his head to find that he had been stripped naked.

"Go in." Mu Beimo took off his clothes, picked him up, and stepped into the pool steadily.

The warm pool water covered his chest, and his back was pressed against Mu Beimo's chest. Only then did Ming Yang realize that there were ready-made steps beside the pool.

Mu Beimo sat down on the steps, and Ming Yang naturally sat in Mu Beimo's arms. When he sat down completely, he felt a lot more comfortable all over his body. The pores on his body were so comfortable that they opened up. It seemed to feel the heat, and began to kick him one after another.

"Are you comfortable?" Mu Beimo pulled up Ming Yang's hair and said softly behind him.

"Comfortable." Ming Yang nodded, leaning himself against Mu Beimo, his body gradually warmed up.

[The author has something to say: I'm so fat, I have to boast about myself, I'm so proud! 】