Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 374 The so-called blandness is actually firewood, rice, oil and salt
The two agreed to rest in this mountain house for another two days before going back to the Yanchi military camp.

Dongfang Ling had been away from the camp for many days, and the tent would have been turned upside down even if he came to the camp. He was afraid that the entire city of Ertuzhou would be turned upside down.

Murong Xue's body has not yet fully recovered, and the abrasions caused by the gravel in the water are not serious, but her physical strength is exhausted and she needs to be nourished again.

This night, Murong Xue slept very soundly.

Dongfang Ling was lying on the soft chair next to her bed, and the two slept in the same room like this, his breathing became her best lullaby.

This sleep lasted until the early afternoon of the next day, and when she opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

Turning his head to look at the soft chair, Dongfang Ling was no longer there.

He got up, put on his clothes and walked outside the house, but saw the man sitting in the courtyard, hitting the firewood in his hand repeatedly.

She suddenly didn't want to go forward anymore, she just stood there leaning against the door frame, staring at the back in a daze.

Dongfang Ling like this was something she had never seen before. He was a prince, a prince, and such things as chopping firewood and cooking had nothing to do with him.

Before that, it was hard for her to even imagine that Dongfang Ling would look like this.

But now that this picture was in front of her eyes, she only stayed for a moment, and felt that it was so beautiful.

This is the so-called plain!
This is what is sung in the play, "You plow the field and I weave, and I will fetch water and you water the garden"!

What I used to think was very hard, but now I think about it, but it is so sweet.

I was watching intently, when I suddenly heard the sound of a woman's footsteps approaching slowly, walking towards the courtyard, very light and steady.

She shifted her gaze, but saw that the girl from Xiyao was walking towards Dongfang Ling with a bowl.

The smell of herbs came from the bowl, and she wrinkled her nose, not liking to smell it very much.

(End of this chapter)