Chapter 42 Secret
The meat was stewed in the pot, and Mrs. Song just had time to kill the fish.

"August [-]th is almost here. On the night of the full moon, if the prince finds Huanhuan..." Mrs. Song frowned, she accidentally cut her finger with the knife, and immediately, blood dripped from her fingertips.

But Mrs. Song didn't seem to feel it, and her brows frowned even deeper, "If the prince finds out Huanhuan's identity, I wonder if he will spare Huanhuan's life..."

"No, on August [-]th, Huanhuan can't be allowed to stay in the palace. If you can hide it for a year, it's a year."

"Maybe... Maybe one day, the prince really likes Huanhuan? As long as the prince is willing to protect Huanhuan, everything will be easy."

"But, this child Huanhuan...can she win the prince's favor?"

Mrs. Song expressed doubts about Song Yihuan's charm. How could she not understand the baby she gave birth to?
Ever since her daughter got mixed up with Ah Si next door, she kept uttering words that she didn't understand, and she always behaved inexplicably.

She really didn't know what the prince would like about Song Yihuan.

It is said that women's colleges have changed at eighteen, and she can only hope that Song Yihuan will suddenly change his temper and become a little self-conscious as a daughter.

Mrs. Song sighed helplessly, and when she lowered her head, she realized that her hand was bleeding.

She didn't care about much, in order to cook a delicious meal for her daughter, and worried about keeping Feng Muqing waiting for a long time, she didn't have time to treat the wound.

After all, killing fish and grilling fish takes a lot of time.

In Mrs. Song's eyes, Song Yihuan, who rarely returned home, and her son-in-law, who came to the house for the first time, were more important than her wounds.

A charcoal fire is piled up, a large flat stone is placed on the fire, oiled, the fish is split in half and placed on the stone surface, the sound of sizzling is heard, and soon, the original smell of fish comes out .

The general's mansion is not big, even in the dining room, Song Yihuan could smell the smell of the kitchen, his stomach grumbled a few times, and his internal organs were already ready to move.

Seeing Song Yihuan's mouth smirking, Feng Muqing couldn't help laughing, as if juggling, he took out a bunch of candied haws from his cuff and waved it in front of Song Yihuan's eyes.

Song Yihuan's eyeballs moved with the movement of the candied haws in Feng Muqing's hand, as if her eyes grew on the candied haws.

"Want to eat?" Feng Muqing's bewitching voice sounded faintly.

Song Yihuan licked the saliva from the corner of his mouth, nodded sincerely, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but thought that she was beaten last night for taking a duck leg without Feng Muqing's consent, this time she behaved.

"I like to eat candied haws."

Feng Muqing pretended not to understand what Song Yihuan said, "So?"

"It's time to eat. You won't be able to eat after eating snacks. But, you hear, my mother's grilled fish on iron plate is delicious! It's better than candied haws!"

Song Yihuan tried his best to sell Mrs. Song's grilled fish on a hot plate, trying to "cheat" the bunch of candied haws from Feng Muqing's hands.

But she didn't know that Feng Muqing was just teasing her, he didn't like such sweet and greasy food at all.

Feng Muqing held back his smile and said seriously, "Well, you're right, after eating snacks, you won't be able to eat food. I originally wanted to give you some, but now it seems that I don't want them anymore. Children are just growing up When it’s time to eat, eat more and eat less snacks.”

"!!!" Song Yihuan's mentality exploded immediately.

(End of this chapter)

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