my ancient fool

Chapter 103 The Origin of the Scar
Seeing everyone leave, Shen Yuanping relaxed, and looked at Mu Zhige with a smiling face, "Lady, let's eat fish, beggar chicken should be fine too!"

"Husband, those people just now..." Mu Zhige looked into the distance worriedly.

"It's okay, they won't come!" Shen Yuanping patted Mu Zhige's head.

"You have ashes on your hand~" Mu Zhige dodged Shen Yuanping's big hand coquettishly.

"My lady, is she looking down on her husband!" Shen Yuanping intentionally touched Mu Zhige's face again.

"Ah, I hate it!" Mu Zhige patted Shen Yuanping's big hand away.

"My lady, that's what I said at night!" Shen Yuanping looked at Mu Zhige with an evil smile.

"Ah, don't say it, don't say it, big villain!" Mu Zhige covered Shen Yuanping's mouth with his hand.

"Ah, you're so disgusting!" Mu Zhige suddenly took her hands away in disgust, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief.

Shen Yuanping put his arms around Mu Zhige's waist, "My lady's hands are also so sweet!"

"Is the Beggar Chicken ready? The fish should be cold!" Mu Zhige looked into the fire.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, the lady eats the fish first, and brings out the beggar's chicken for my husband!" Shen Yuanping handed the fish to Mu Zhige.

Mu Zhige took a bite of the fish, the fish skin was very crispy, neither salty nor bland, and the taste was very delicious, completely different from the one cooked by the chef at home.

Then I saw Shen Yuanping pull out a very ugly lump of mud from the fire, and hit it hard with a dagger.

Then I smelled a strong fragrance with a touch of lotus leaves,
"It smells so good!" Mu Zhige couldn't help but say, she didn't expect her husband to have such a skill.

"Naturally, His Royal Highness King Jing was crying!" Shen Yuanping said with a smile.

"He still has such a side?" Mu Zhige asked in surprise.

"When we were marching and fighting, food and grass were very scarce. Later, porridge needed to be mixed with grass roots. His Royal Highness King Jing was only eight years old. There was nowhere to eat, so I secretly took him to the mountains.
I made him a beggar chicken, and he shed tears from eating it. When he came out, he met the enemy army and almost confessed to it.

Later, the prince found out that we were missing, and the emperor led troops to find us.

After returning to the camp, the emperor beat His Royal Highness King Jing with thirty military sticks. He was only eight years old and had just started learning martial arts. He was almost beaten to death by the emperor. Later, he developed a high fever and had no food to eat, so he lay down on the bed. One month," Shen Yuanping said with a smile.

"What about you?" Mu Zhige asked worriedly, the eight-year-old child was beaten with thirty army sticks, Shen Yuanping must be more serious, right?

"The scars on my body are from that time," Shen Yuan smiled flatly, he was in a coma for three months at that time, and when he woke up, the battle had already been won.

"I haven't had a chance to see your injuries yet!" Mu Zhige just remembered.

"Then go back today and the lady will rub my husband's back, take a good look!" Shen Yuanping said with a smile.

"You, okay!" Mu Zhige's face flushed red, and then she nodded. Although Shen Yuanping acted relaxed, Mu Zhige didn't believe that Shen Yuanping would be so relaxed back then.

Seeing that the heat dissipated, Shen Yuanping tore open the lotus leaf, took a rough veil from his bosom to wrap around the bone, and tore off a chicken leg for Mu Zhige.

"Then pay the wife first for the husband!" Shen Yuanping smiled and put the chicken leg into Mu Zhi singer.

"Husband is so stingy, he wants to send me away with just one chicken leg!" Mu Zhige took the chicken leg and asked with a delicate face.

"How about being a husband?" Shen Yuanping moved his face closer.

"Dislike!" Mu Zhige gently pushed Shen Yuanping away in disgust.

(End of this chapter)