Sui Sui Jianing

Chu Wuhen has a good capacity for alcohol, he closed his eyes and dozed off for a while on the couch, and then he was almost sober. When he heard footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, and it was Qingtao who walked in.

"Master Hou, this is the hangover soup that the princess ordered the kitchen to prepare, please drink some."

Chu Wuhen nodded, and Qingtao put the bowl on the small table.

"Where's the princess? In the kitchen?"

Hearing his question, Qingtao raised her head to look at him in surprise, and then saw Chu Wuhen smile.

Neither of them spoke, but nothing was said.

Qingtao pursed her lips and smiled, "Master Hou, keep it a secret, don't make it too obvious, the princess took a lot of effort to learn it."

"I know, you go."

Chu Wuhen picked up the hangover soup and blew on it, then lowered his head and drank it, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

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After waiting for another quarter of an hour, Xie Shuangge finally came out of the small kitchen, and walked carefully to the Nuan Pavilion with a tray.

The noodles just out of the pot are still steaming hot, with an egg and a few green vegetable leaves on it, the color looks pretty.

Xie Shuangge took a look and was very satisfied. He turned his head and pointed at Qinglan who was at the door, "Go and call Chu Wuhen over, don't say anything else."

Qing Lan nodded, "I understand."

As soon as Qing Lan left, Xie Shuangge closed the door, turned his head and turned off the lights in the room, and the Nuan Pavilion suddenly fell into darkness.

Chu Wuhen came at a leisurely pace, feeling a little hopeful in his heart. Although he could guess what Xie Shuangge was going to do, but it was so mysterious that he was a little uncertain.

"Master Hou, go in by yourself."

Qinglan stopped at the door, Chu Wuhen nodded, raised his hand hesitantly, and asked before landing on the door, "Princess, can I go in?"

Xie Shuangge, who was setting the chopsticks, was startled and almost knocked the chopsticks off, "How did it come so fast?" She muttered in a low voice, taking advantage of the snow outside, squinted her eyes and looked carefully, "Is this the alignment?"

She made a gesture, carefully put the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, took a deep breath, straightened up and said loudly: "Come in."

Chu Wuhen's Adam's apple slipped, and he was suddenly a little nervous.

He pushed the door open a little bit, and his eyes were dark, he was stunned for a moment, "Princess?"

The next moment he sensed someone approaching, a warm little hand groped for his hand and led him in.

"Don't open your eyes yet, I have something to give you."

Chu Wuhen was pushed to sit down at the table.

The rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other filled my ears.

He pursed his lips and raised his heart.

He deliberately didn't look at Xie Shuangge, he just looked down at his hand, but soon, there was something hard and angular in his hand.

He couldn't help rubbing it, but accidentally touched Xie Shuangge's finger. Xie Shuangge gently pressed a small crescent on the back of his hand with his fingertips, and said angrily, "Don't touch it randomly."

Chu Wuhen: "..."

"The minister is wronged."

Xie Shuangge withdrew his hand, cleared his throat a little proudly and imperceptibly nervous, "This is a birthday present I carved for you with my own hands, take a look, do you like it?"

"If you don't like it, you won't have it next year."

She couldn't help but whispered a threat.

Chu Wuhen laughed, and felt his eyes light up the next moment. Xie Shuangge squatted in front of him holding the candlestick, raised his head, his eyes were bright and full of expectation, which was simply unstoppable.

He clenched his hands tightly and took a closer look. What was stuffed in his hand was a wood carving. The carving was a little rough, but it could be seen from the general outline that it was him.

Chu Wuhen was taken aback for a moment, he held the wood carving up to his eyes and looked at it carefully, the facial features were certainly not as fine as a real person, but from every knife and stroke, one can see the carver's intention and hidden love.

Because this wood carving looks like a smile, the corners of the lips are raised, and the corners of the eyes and brows are not obvious, but people can tell that the wood carving is happy at a glance.

How can woodcarving be happy?It is a dead thing, but the man who carved it was happy.

Chu Wuhen's nose was sour, and a tear fell on the wood carving's face. He pursed his lips, trying to hold back the tears, but the tears suddenly rebelled, rushing to fall down.

Xie Shuangge was smiling at first, but when she saw Chu Wuhen crying, she panicked, "You...why are you crying? Although a bit ugly, it's not ugly enough to make people cry, right? "

She looked suspiciously at the wood carvings and then at Chu Wuhen himself.

Chu Wuhen: "..."

Alas, his princess is always so incomprehensible.

He carefully wiped away the tears on the wood carving's face, after a moment of silence, he bowed his head reverently and kissed the wood carving.

Xie Shuangge opened his lips slightly and looked at him in surprise.

"I like it very much." Chu Wuhen looked up at her, his eyes were burning with shock, "This is the best birthday present I have ever received."

He held the wood carving in one hand, and Xie Shuangge's hand in the other. Through the candlelight, he saw the deep and shallow, new and old scars on it.

How can woodcarving be so easy to learn?His princess did not touch the spring water with her ten fingers, and she must have suffered a lot when she suddenly learned such a delicate thing.

No wonder he was not allowed to touch the wound just now, because he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable when touching these wounds, right?
Xie Shuangge came back to his senses, and withdrew his hand, "What are you looking at? Didn't you just get a little injury? It's almost healed, there's nothing to see."

Chu Wuhen held her hand and kissed her fingertips, "It's beautiful."

He kissed along his fingertips to the base of his fingers, "Everywhere looks good."

He didn't say those provocative words, and he didn't hold her hand and blame her for not doing these dangerous things. These are her wishes, and he should cherish them.

Xie Shuangge was tickled by him, and pinched his lips, "Stop making trouble, there is another thing."

She stood up and put the candlesticks on the table, took the torch to light up several other candlesticks, and then came back, "Here, there is also a bowl of longevity noodles. I don't know if you ate elsewhere today, but I still did it."

She clicked on the table, "It's the first time this princess cooks, so I don't know how it tastes, so I won't be responsible if it tastes bad."

She pretended to be calm and sat down at the table, but her eyes kept falling on Chu Wuhen's body, as if urging: Why don't you eat?eat quickly!Praise me!

Chu Wuhen looked at the bowl of noodles that looked full of color and fragrance, picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "It smells very good, it's similar to the chef's cooking, it must be unpalatable."

Xie Shuangge wanted to laugh but stopped. If there was a tail behind her, it would probably be up right now. She put her chin on her hands and looked at him, "Then you eat."

Chu Wuhen picked up a chopstick, blew it into his mouth, then opened his eyes wide, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Xie Shuangge asked nervously, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Chu Wuhen: "..."

"Delicious - very delicious!"

Chu Wuhen accelerated his eating speed, as if he had been hungry for ten days and a half months.

"Slow down, no one will grab you—" Xie Shuangge leaned forward slightly, seeing how delicious his food was, he couldn't help asking: "It's really so delicious? I want to taste it."

After finishing the words, Chu Wuhen stuffed the rest of the noodles into his mouth in one gulp.

Chu Wuhen: "Help..."