King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 30
"Yu Jue, are you going out now?"

Murong Che stretched out his hand to help Han Yujue insert the wobbly silver hairpin on Han Yujue's bun. The little guy was in a hurry and was about to go out without tidying himself up.

"Xu Shangshu said that today is an auspicious day for moving graves, and I will take them to bring Xu Qianqian's bones home later." Han Yujue finished his breakfast quickly, his cheeks bulging.

"Well, I don't know how long it will take to move the grave, so I brought..." Murong Che suddenly turned his head away, as if blushing slightly.

"What's wrong?" Han Yujue asked.

Murong Che cleared his throat, and handed a cube-shaped package in front of Han Yujue: "Eat this. I...made it myself." At the end, his voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

Virtuous, so frankly virtuous!
Han Yujue sighed, although she couldn't imagine Murong Che cooking... a city idol with impeccable appearance, body, family background and ability, domineering outside, cooking inside, in modern times, he is a proper national male god.

Recalling the imperial guards in my impression before I met Murong Che, I thought their leader was definitely a powerful and treacherous official who threatened the emperor like the Dongchang eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, was as greedy as He Shen, and occasionally took to the streets to rob folk girl.

I was too young and superficial before, but Murong Che is a warm man!
Of course, if Han Yujue knew how Murong Che tortured the prisoners in the execution room, she would never be able to say the word warm man again.

"Ah, that Ah Hua is still Ah Fang, bring me a jar of good wine, I want to take it out." Han Yujue was tearfully moved while holding the package, and turned to the maid and said.

"Yes." The maid who was called by the wrong name pouted and left reluctantly. She hasn't seen enough of the handsome guy yet!

"Why do you still need to bring wine?" Murong Che asked.

Han Yujue said casually, "I'll toast the deceased."

The wine was actually brought to the unnamed uncle who lived in a ruined temple near the cemetery.

In the past few days, Han Yujue brought good wine and delicious food to show courteousness when he had nothing to do. Even though he didn't have a name, he still stubbornly refused to write her a letter of recommendation, but he still taught her a few tricks to cast ghost spells, which seemed interesting!

Murong Che seemed to dislike her being in contact with other men very much, so she didn't bother to mention that she didn't have a name, one more thing is worse than one less thing.

"I'm leaving." Han Yujue waved his hand.

The weather is nice and cool today, suitable for physical work.

When the yang qi is at its peak, the atmosphere in the cemetery of Shadow Valley is completely different.In addition, there are a group of men yelling and shoveling the soil. In the busy working environment, even the crows dare not come out to disturb them.

Xu Zhe was fiddling with incense, and Xu Shishi was crying and burning paper money. As an outsider, Han Yujue felt that it was not good for him to stay any longer, so he left the cemetery.

"Bah, you unlucky little girl, you can't leave without scolding, why are you here again." Lying on the Buddhist altar without a name, she scratched her buttocks and turned over again.

"Then do you want to drink this?" Han Yujue raised his eyebrows and mentioned the jar of wine.

A carp without a name jumped up and snatched the wine from Han Yujue.

"Hahahaha! Good wine! Good wine!" Without a name, he directly penetrated the cover with his hand, laughed and raised his head to drink.

He squinted at the package in Han Yujue's other hand, and grabbed it again. "There are also appetizers!"

"Hey! That's mine..."

Before he could stop it, without a name, he opened the lunch box in the package roughly, grabbed the chopsticks and stuffed vegetables into his mouth.

"Ah bah! It's unpalatable! As soon as you eat it, you know it was made by a man." No Name looked disgusted, and went to the side to continue drinking.

Han Yujue picked up the dish with his hands and tasted it, it was salty and sour, it was really not delicious.

"It won't be unpalatable... This is made by the General of the Imperial Guard himself. The highest standard of treatment in the country is given to you. You have to taste it. Hero, see how good I am to you."

Han Yujue had no relatives in her previous life, and this was the first time someone cooked for her, so she still ate up the food bit by bit.

No name glanced at her, put down the wine jar: "Someone treats you well, just live a good life, why go to those ghost places to toss yourself."

Han Yujue was silent for a moment, put away his smile and said seriously: "It's not that I want to torment myself, but that Sacred Dragon Academy is related to the demise of my family. I promised my mother that I will thoroughly investigate this matter."

No name snorted: "Are you a descendant of the Nangong clan?"

"Yes. I know that although the unnamed hero is elusive, he actually has a chivalrous heart. Otherwise, he would not have appeared to help me repel that monk that night. If the hero knows about the Nangong Clan, I hope he can tell me .”

With a rare serious expression on his face without a name, he looked Han Yujue up and down, and said, "The principal, the old man, came to Xijing 20 years ago in poverty, and I treated him well. Later he returned to Rolandon The Commonwealth became a national teacher, and he ran this school, so I went to join him. I only know that the school was built in the old land of the Nangong clan, and I don't know about other implications."

Han Yujue lowered his head in disappointment: "Then, at least give me a letter of recommendation..."

"No way." No Name simply refused. "The Nangong clan was exterminated 30 years ago. What's the point of investigating now? You'd better forget about the grievances of the previous generation and live your own life."

After speaking, without a name, he lay down with his back to Han Yujue and began to sleep soundly.

Han Yujue silently packed the tableware, and took out a gold coupon: "This is the VIP ticket for Zuihuan Building. With this coupon, all consumption in Zuihuan Building will be discounted in half."

Many thanks to that old woman in Zuihuanlou for putting on such thick makeup, even if she was dirty without a name, she couldn't cover up the familiar smell of makeup.

Sure enough, the nameless ear moved.

"If you don't want it, I'll put it away." Han Yujue pretended to leave.

"Wait!" No Name jumped up.

"Letter of recommendation~" Han Yujue giggled and shook the gold certificate with a crackling sound.

No name walked around with her hands behind her back, muttering: "The little girls nowadays are so calculating, it's really scary!"

"If I don't make up my mind, I'll just leave." Han Yujue stepped out of the broken temple gate.

"Hey! Why don't you do it like this." No name grabbed Han Yujue and said with a smile. "How about I teach you a few more tricks to cast ghost spells in exchange for this gold coupon?"

This time, it was Han Yujue who simply refused: "No way. I can learn more curses after entering the Holy Dragon Academy."

"You little girl..."

No Name was about to continue bargaining, but before he could finish speaking, a piercing bell rang!

Han Yujue looked up and saw a row of copper bells hanging on the gate of the ruined temple shaking violently.

"Grandma, someone went to the cemetery to make trouble again." No name scolded.

Han Yujue became uneasy: "A woman named Xu Qianqian moved her grave today, so nothing will happen..."

"Xu Qianqian?!" No Name suddenly grabbed Han Yujue's shoulder tightly. "Her bones were removed?"

Han Yujue nodded hastily.

Without a name, he rushed up to the Buddhist altar and raised his sword: "Oops, something big happened!"

(End of this chapter)