After crossing, I made the country in chaos

Chapter 291 I Think She Looks Good

The flames under the stove were jumping, reflecting the warm orange light, illuminating Hua Yao, who was sleeping peacefully, like a statue of southern red agate, so beautiful that she was not like a real person.

Ling Juehan almost had to hold his breath to suppress his beating heart, looking a little crazy.

He had lived in the princess mansion for a long time, and even curry favor with her just to please her.

But looking at her at that time, it was like looking at a beautiful object. She was gentle and bright and easy to get along with, and she was not as lecherous or idiot as rumored by the outside world.There was never any disturbance in my heart.

But today's Hua Yao is a little more lively, and also more indescribably fierce and perverse.

Ling Juehan subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched his face, as if that clear slap was still hot, not painful but heart-wrenching, and it was shocking enough.

He couldn't understand why he didn't dare to approach her because he was afraid of her because his martial arts were excellent and his lightness kung fu was supernatural.
What's more, the silver needle she popped out is not such a powerful hidden weapon, why can't she dodge it?

Turning over his palm, Ling Juehan stared at the red dot on the back of his hand, as if dazed, he thought it looked a little nice.Turning to look at Hua Yao on the bed, I think it looks better.

After the night passed, Hua Yao didn't sleep very comfortably.It should be that she has been pampered for too long, and the soft pillows on the high bed are so comfortable, so such a hard bed made her back hurt.

Looking back, Ling Juehan had already gotten up, sitting on the straw and flicking the ashes in the stove, in a daze.

"What's the arrangement for today?" Hua Yao looked outside and said, "Whether it's your subordinates or my subordinates, they shouldn't be so stupid that they can't find anyone all night, and just wander around in the mountains."

The implication is that people will come to search the mountain starting today, and they will also set up cards around to intercept.If they want to carry out the framing, they have to stay away from being caught.

Ling Juehan came back to his senses, and opened his mouth to ask, "Are you hungry? I also roasted sweet potatoes."

"What roasted sweet potatoes for breakfast?" Hua Yao got up and walked over, tapped the half pot of water with the tip of her toes: "It's poured. Fill another half pot with water, put the sweet potatoes in and cook it into porridge, so it's easy to digest."

Ling Juehan looked at his charred and blackened sweet potatoes, and suddenly felt that Hua Yao was omnipotent.He was still worrying about how to peel and swallow this dark sweet potato just now.

The free labor is in vain, Hua Yao instructed Ling Juehan to make sweet potato porridge, and then asked him to pick up leaves and come back to scoop the porridge to drink.

Finally, after finishing the porridge, he asked him to wash the pot, and re-boiled half a pot of warm water to wash his face.

After all these were done, Ling Juehan realized that he looked at his red hands that had been tossing all morning, and turned around and asked, "What did your Highness say to me just now?"

"Ask where you are going." Hua Yao shook her head and sighed: "You brain, if I want to help you to the throne, I have to do the calculations for the people of Dongjue Kingdom. Otherwise, it's so mysterious."

Ling Juehan frowned and thought for a long time, but he didn't understand what Hua Yao meant by "mysterious", but it didn't sound good.

However, Ling Juehan unexpectedly discovered that no matter whether Hua Yao said good things or bad things about him, or blatantly stabbed him with words, he actually agreed secretly, and was full of humility and admiration.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Juehan said, "Of course it's going east. Leave some clues along the way so that people know that the third prince did it."

Hua Yao suddenly raised her head to look at Ling Juehan, her eyes told him bluntly...you are such an idiot.

"No, isn't it?" Ling Juehan swallowed.Like the grievance and helplessness of a new daughter-in-law who dropped the bowl on the first day of cooking, saying: "What's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)