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Chapter 92
"Wushuang..." Du Hua also turned his gaze to Yan Wushuang, and then smiled and told how the two met. The experience of Yan Wushuang and Du Hua's acquaintance was somewhat similar to that of Mu Ling.

But the biggest difference is that when Yan Wushuang and Du Hua met, Du Hua's culinary skills were at their peak. At that time, Fengyulou was famous, and Du Hua's reputation was even more powerful.

This is the reason why things must turn back at extremes. Not long after Yan Wushuang and Du Hua met, Du Hua had an accident. Although he was rescued, he completely lost his sense of taste since then.

Those who once admired Du Hua hated him and left him. Only Yan Wushuang, as always, is still a frequent visitor of this Wind and Rain Tower, and has become Du Hua's best friend.

"It turned out to be like this..." Mu Ling sat on one side, and when she heard Du Hua slowly explain the cause and effect of the incident, she nodded slowly and seemed to understand. Yan Wushuang sat quietly and said: "I am a little curious, Mu Miss actually tastes what Du Hua makes."

"..." The corners of Mu Ling's mouth froze. If she knew the truth, she wouldn't eat it even if she died! ?
"Everyone says that Ms. Mu is arrogant and arrogant, but Du looks like that's not the case." Du Hua nodded in agreement, looked at Mu Ling seriously and said.

"Haha...you are wrong. I am indeed arrogant and arrogant. Who calls me the Mu family?" Mu Ling said with a smile, and turned to look at the dark sky outside.

"It's getting late. If you don't go back, something big will happen. I'll go first." Mu Ling stood up, nodded slightly to Yan Wushuang and Du Hua, and said, "See you by fate."

"Soon." Yan Wushuang nodded with downcast eyes, and uttered these two words with a half-smile, and then Mu Ling left with a face full of doubts, not understanding what Yan Wushuang said.

It was already late at night when Mu Ling returned to the Xiangfu. In the back alley of the Xiangfu, Mu Ling stood outside the wall and looked up at the wall. He stepped back a few steps and jumped up and grabbed one side of the tree trunk. Falling firmly on the wall.

"Miss Mu is very skilled." Just as Mu Ling was about to jump off the fence, a sudden voice made Mu Ling's heart tremble. A man standing quietly on the side of the wall.

"Bei Mingyuan?" When seeing the purple-robed man standing with his hands behind his back, Mu Ling frowned and called out in surprise.

"I didn't want to go out for a walk, but I met Ms. Mu..." Bei Mingyuan said with some sighs: "Ms. Mu is really different. She jumped over the wall and entered the prime minister's mansion in the middle of the night."

"..." Mu Ling's face darkened and he put away the short blade in embarrassment.

"To each other, didn't the sixth prince walk outside the courtyard of my Mu's house in the middle of the night?" Mu Ling looked at Bei Mingyuan and said with a smile. He didn't feel embarrassed anymore, adjusted his posture, and sat directly on the wall Leaning slightly to look at Bei Mingyuan, he said.

This posture looked a little scary, and it felt like Mu Ling was about to fall down at any time. Bei Mingyuan's eyes flickered a little, and he took a step forward to stand in front of Mu Ling. This position seemed random, but it was just right.

If Mu Ling accidentally slipped, Bei Mingyuan could catch Mu Ling as long as he took a step forward.

"This king is in a bad mood, so he came out for a walk. Could it be that Miss Mu is too?" Bei Mingyuan raised his head slightly, looking at the woman sitting under the moonlight, her soft hair fluttering in the breeze.

(End of this chapter)