How about a bowl of Mengpo soup

In the early morning of the second day, in the backyard of Qionghua Palace.

"Take a good rest when you are sick, this king knows how to do it." An indifferent voice sounded.The originally too quiet and awkward atmosphere was slightly broken.The sky outside the house is blue and the light is slightly dewy.Wisps of white smoke with the smell of food melted into the morning mist, and the two ghost birds on the tree tilted their heads, curiously looking at the different scenes in the open window.

There is a blue-purple dark fire burning in the stove, and the soup in the casserole is boiling. The person standing in front of the stove holding a long spoon is not the woman in white clothes in the past—the woman in white clothes who should be standing there is sitting at the side. Sitting on the rattan chair, with a slightly frowned eyebrow, he watched His Highness Pluto cooking the medicinal soup gracefully and skillfully with a somewhat tangled expression.

Yes, how can I not be entangled.Waking up early in the morning, she realized that she was top-heavy and pale, and then she came to the kitchen and saw the person sitting by the mirror, the person she least wanted to see at this time.I thought that that person would never show up, but when the other person walked out of the mirror with a cold face and took the spoon in his hand, Meng Wanyan realized that he was wrong.

Put the purple red sage root into the pot, Yan You stirred it back and forth for more than ten times as Meng Wanyan usually did, and then put the sad green into the light yellow soup. He was calm and methodical, and the heat was just right. The appearance of cooking for the first time.After doing this, she felt that there was still a stare fixed on her body behind her. She raised her eyebrows and teased: "Although there is no oily smoke in the room, it's not good to sit here like this, right? Queen Deben has a chill down her back."

"You surprised me." The beauty in white glanced away awkwardly, her voice slightly hoarse due to the wind and cold, showing a bit of unnaturalness.She didn't understand how this person who has always been arrogant, domineering and face-saving could be so calm, as if the unhappiness last night had never happened at all.And... I always feel that the Pluto in front of me seems to be a different person... No matter how I look at it, there is a virtuous and virtuous flavor... Could it be that she becomes like this when she is very angry after being irritated?

Meng Wanyan couldn't help but shuddered, "You, are you Yan You?"

Hearing this, His Highness Pluto, who was wearing a long black gown, smiled and pursed his lips, lightly lifted the loose hair around his ears, and chuckled: "In this underworld, is there anyone who dares to pretend to be the king?" She was not wearing any clothes at this time. Putting on the gorgeous and majestic phoenix robe, the long hair was casually tied behind the head, and the usual arrogance disappeared between the brows, and it was a little more soft, lazy and comfortable.And the bright and clean magnolia flowers embroidered on the black uniform add color to the beauty, and the whole person has a dusty temperament inside and out, which looks elegant and unconventional.

At this moment, even Meng Wanyan had to admit from the bottom of her heart that this person is really... very, very good-looking.

"If there is nothing else, you can go back and rest first." Yan You was lowering his head to wash the cold gray leaves in the basin at the moment, and suddenly said something casually to the people behind him.The tone was a bit contemptuous, as if the master was dismissing a servant.

When the person lying in the wicker chair heard these words, he was suddenly a little surprised, but after being surprised, he felt some discomfort that he didn't even notice.It was rare that His Royal Highness Pluto didn't pester her today, and even sent a message to drive her away, but for some reason, Meng Meiren felt a little upset at this moment.

So, the beauty deliberately said in a contemptuous tone: "It's your first time cooking, I..."

"This king is usually very attentive and watching carefully." His Highness Pluto interrupted her, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a sly look.This sentence sounds ambiguous, but it is extremely serious. The implication is nothing more than that when she usually watches the beauty cooking soup at the mirror, she has no distracting thoughts at all, but observes seriously and responsibly, and then puts her heart and soul into it. Just jotted down those steps.

Heh, what an upright gentleman understands righteousness!In that case, Meng Wanyan scolded her for being rude and shameless on weekdays, as if she was making trouble for herself.The beauty on the rattan chair took a deep breath, and realized that she couldn't maintain a calm and indifferent face in front of this person.Thanks to myself, I thought this person had changed a bit, but he was still so brazen in the end!

"I'm just worried." She replied in a bad tone.

When His Highness Pluto heard this tone, a cat that was about to explode could not help appearing in his mind, so the arc of the corner of his mouth deepened: "Are you worried about me, or do you want to spend more time alone with me?" This sentence is called a cat. Totally blew up.

"Nonsense!" Meng Wanyan reprimanded with her eyes wide open, her beautiful eyes were slightly sullen, her face was slightly angry, but it was weird, and the bases of her ears were also stained a little crimson.

The person in front of the stove shook his head and snorted slightly: "Oh, are you angry now? Where did that eloquent Meng Wanyan who was good at swearing last night go?"

"You! You are clearly taking revenge."

"So what, Pluto can't be careful." Yan You continued to lower his head and fiddle with the work in his hand, "If you don't want to do this, get better soon."

Meng Wanyan wanted to refute something, but found that she couldn't find anything to say for a while.It was the first time that she was defeated in a contest with this person. She bit her lower lip and wrapped the cloak around her body. After a while, she whispered to herself, "Unexpectedly, people in the underworld can also get sick."

"That's because you've always treated us as dead things." The man on the other end paused and tilted his head slightly.Against the light, I couldn't see the expression clearly, but I could feel the sharp gaze cast on him, with irresistible deterrence.Meng Wanyan's heart trembled, and she was a little lost looking at the cold profile of the profile.

"I……"

"Isn't it?"

Yan You took a deep look at her, turned back to pick up the long spoon, and slowly stirred the soup, looking focused and serious.The low voice drifted over with the more intense aroma of the soup.

"In the Three Realms, mortals, gods and ghosts, all live in their own worlds. Although gods and ghosts are stronger than mortals, they will also experience life, old age, sickness, death, joy, sorrow, sorrow and joy. It's just that their days are too long, compared to the time of mortals. Just like a white horse passing by, life seems to float, and it disappears in the blink of an eye."

"Even if you and I are immortal, we will suffer from labor, sickness and pain, and may pass away one day. So we must know how to love ourselves, and not be obsessed with whether we are mortals in the world or the underworld. The existence of ghosts is also A kind of life." Yan You said, looking out of the window, and the amethyst-like pupils became deep and distant: "Actually, except for this long time, people in the underworld are no different from ordinary people."

"It's no different from ordinary people." The woman in white repeated in her heart, and slowly frowned.It was just this sentence that she didn't understand until a long time later.

Seeing no movement behind him, Yan You was quite surprised, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Why don't you speak? Normally, you wouldn't listen to me quietly, and you would definitely dismiss or sneer, wouldn't you?"

"Do I have it?" Meng Wanyan retorted subconsciously, and she didn't know what expression to make on her face at this moment.

"Why not, you are usually more airy than me, Pluto, and you are kind to others, but you always sneer at me with a straight face and make insulting remarks, and you are against me everywhere. "His Royal Highness Pluto complained about Meng Meiren's "evil deeds" with ease, as if he was really oppressed and abused by her.

Meng Wanyan gave her an annoyed gouged look, "Hmph, you deserved it, and you have to blame yourself."

"Hey, this king is really self-inflicted." His Highness Pluto sighed as if something was wrong. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the expression of the woman in white behind him who was no longer indifferent. It's so good... Could it be that you feel guilty towards the king because of what happened last night?"

This sentence immediately caught the eye of the beauty: "I have no guilt towards you at all." After speaking, she turned her face away angrily, and said in a low voice: "...I don't usually see you being so wordy."

"Heh." This time Yan You really couldn't help laughing out loud, but then, his eyes dimmed again.Finally, he threw a plate of Tudou into the soup, extinguished the fire in the furnace with a wave of his sleeves, and turned around.

"What are you doing?" Meng Wanyan suddenly saw that the other party turned to look at her fixedly, straightened up unnaturally, and said coldly.

"It's nothing, I've been watching you for so long just now, this king is just getting back some interest."

"You." The beauty's face became hot and she was about to explode when His Highness Pluto looked away and walked slowly to the door.Not far from the door, the man in Tsing Yi who was reclining beside the stone pillar with his hands folded in front of his chest raised his head, saw the signal from the woman by the door, and walked over quickly.

"Wu Ya, I'll leave these arrangements to you." Yan You pointed to the soup pot on the stove, and said to Feng Wuya.

"Yeah." Feng Wuya nodded, didn't say much, put the soup pot and container into his storage bag neatly, and walked out the door.

Looking at the handsome and tall back, His Highness Pluto frowned slightly, and murmured softly: How does it feel... It seems that something is wrong...

Beside the Naihe Bridge, there are ghosts waiting in line early.A middle-aged man with a pair of horns on his head was squatting by the bridge, his chin poised, counting the translucent ghosts in boredom.The underworld guards on the side also looked listless, but when they saw the judge in Tsing Yi walking not far away, they immediately stood up straight, swept away their lazy appearance, raised their chests and raised their heads without squinting.

"Niutou, I've worked hard for you today." Feng Wuya walked up to the middle-aged man with steady steps, ignoring the dark soldiers, and waved out the pots and spoons.Seeing this, Niu Tou stood up and scratched the back of his head. The usually rough and bold man suddenly became a little embarrassed: "Judge, please rest assured, with my old Niu here, nothing will go wrong."

After finishing speaking, he went to the table to get a bowl, then picked up a spoon to fill it up, held it steadily, turned around and handed it to the ghost who was the first in line, after finishing this series of actions, he faced the wind without any hesitation. Ya grinned, signaling her to rest assured.

Feng Wuya saw that he was fine, so he nodded and prepared to leave, but when he passed by those dark soldiers, he saw that they were all staring at him, all of them looked depressed and sad.

"What's wrong?" The judge raised an eyebrow.

Several people met each other's eyes, and then the captain Lao Qiu asked hesitantly: "My lord judge, that... Mrs. Meng, she really won't be here today, and Niutou will take over all day long?" Did they all hear it just now? Feng Wuya had a conversation with Niutou, and he felt a sense of loss.Oh, what a long day it will be if a beauty is replaced by a man...

"So what?" Feng Wuya knew what they were thinking, and looked over with a cold voice.

Lao Qiu was taken aback by her serious tone, "It's nothing, subordinate, this subordinate just thinks..."

"Don't forget your duty." Feng Wuya interrupted him, "Don't put your eyes where they shouldn't be." After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked away with his hands behind his back.

When she was far away, the ghost soldiers who stood there in a daze realized that they patted themselves on the chest.

"Have you noticed that Mr. Judge has been a little strange recently?"

"Well... I found out too."

"It's not quite right..."

"It seems that something has changed..."

In the end, several ghost soldiers gasped together: they became so manly!

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Why did His Royal Highness Pluto become so feminine and Lord Judge so masculine in this chapter? !

Why did His Royal Highness Hades become so talkative in this chapter, and Lord Judge became so less talkative? !

Why in this chapter, His Highness Pluto has become black-bellied and frivolous, and Lord Judge has become serious...

Meng Wanyan: (turning away her face) Well, how do I know this.

Chi Han: I don't know either.

Everyone: This is all because of love...