Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

If you just waste it, you will feel bad for a while. But if you think about eating a little bit anyway, you will find that the dough is not kneaded enough, and it is dry, cracked and unpalatable. If you had known this earlier, you might as well have thrown it away.

Chu Wuji had prepared a small ball of dough in advance and gave it to the little princess to play with.

After a while, the little princess noticed that the dough in her hand had doubled in size, and her little face was covered with white flour. She looked messy and cute, but she was having a lot of fun.

Chu Wuji looked at her dough and knew it was a case of failure. While the girl was not paying attention, he reached out his big hand and kneaded it vigorously with his palm. After a few kneadings, he kneaded her dough softly, hiding his merits and fame.

Let her think it is her own achievement so that she won’t feel frustrated.

Taking this opportunity, he read out some ingredients and said to the servant waiting beside him, "Please help me purchase the ingredients I just mentioned."

The servants wrote down the list and went to the market to buy things.

In the kitchen, Chu Wuzhi started to cook noodles, while Wen Yaoer sat at the door with a small stool and waited.

Her eyes were fixed on Chu Wuji's hair, and she thought of Aunt Bai Sujin's absence, so she asked carefully:

"Brother, what's wrong with your hair? Did Aunt Bai come back with you?"

Chu Wuji really couldn't explain it. He couldn't say that the body was stolen, right?

He felt a little regretful. He should have asked the Fox Goddess to disguise his hair as black before leaving, or to simply shave his head...

He could only riddle: "There were some twists and turns in this matter. Although your Aunt Bai didn't come back with me, she's fine. I just can't see her for a while. We'll have a chance to meet in the future."

Wen Yaoer was smart and she felt something was wrong when she heard this.

Aunt Bai is not an outsider. She has stayed in the mansion for a few days. Even if she is staying with her immortal friend to recuperate, it will be enough to say it openly.

There's no need to be so evasive and vague, right?

Could it be that Aunt Bai has become a "spirit in heaven, unable to meet in yin and yang, and can only meet in the next life"?!

When she thought of this, Wen Yaoer didn't dare to ask any further questions.

She didn't know what words of comfort to say, so she could only walk up, open her arms, and say:

"Brother, give Yao'er a hug..."

Chapter 94 Princess Jing'an: Such a Poor Child (Part 3)

Chu Wuji looked at the girl who just wanted a hug and felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something, but it was really difficult to explain the twists and turns.

"My mother's soul left, leaving behind an empty shell pretending to be sick and dead. Then a mysterious female ghost mistakenly entered and pretended to be Mrs. Bai. The mysterious aunt took back the body to check for any omissions. Finally, when she was about to be buried, the Scorpion Demon came and stole the body, apparently intending to use it to overcome the calamity..."

——After hearing this sentence, Chu Wuji felt dizzy and didn’t dare to tell anyone else.

Even now, Goddess Tianhu has updated her version of the story. Maybe it is very close to the truth, but we still have to wait for the godmother and aunt to show up to find out the truth!

Chu Wuzhi put down his chopsticks and the pot spoon for the time being, walked over and hugged the girl. She was well-behaved, sweet, and knew how to act coquettishly. No wonder this little princess was so lovable.

The girl leaned against the man's strong chest, looked at his white hair closely with her lovely bright eyes, and gently reached out to stroke it.

This pale feeling is dry.

It’s a cold autumn day, with leaves withering and falling. How come even my brother’s hair has turned dry and white?

"Brother, Yao'er has heard that many ladies of high rank would use medicinal herbs to wash their hair. I'll ask for the recipe for you!"

Chu Wuji looked helpless as he wiped the flour off her face and said:

"It's really okay. It will grow back after a while. Yao'er, just treat it as a nail clipping. Look at the roots of my hair. Are there any black stubbles there?"

Wen Yaoer moved closer and took a closer look. Deep in the thick but dry white hair, she could vaguely see some black stubble. She just couldn't tell whether it was newly grown black hair or if it hadn't yet turned completely white.

"It seems like a little bit." She said tentatively.

"That's right. The kitchen is stuffy. Yao'er, go wait outside. I should serve the noodles. Otherwise, they will become soft and mushy and won't be chewy enough."

"Well, I won't cause any more trouble!"

Wen Yaoer said this, but when she left Chu Wuzhi's arms, she hesitated for a moment before going back outside to wait.

Soon, four servings of noodles were ready.

The two servings were of the heavier oil-splashed noodles, with a little salty chili sauce added. This was what Chu Wuji prepared for himself and the big fox fairy.

I've been eating bland food for too long, I need something to stimulate my appetite.

Yao'er and Princess Jing'an each had a lighter serving of beef ramen, which is a normal breakfast style. The high oil content and spicy taste are not suitable for ordinary people.

Judging from the maids' movements in the palace, the princess should have woken up and was dressing up.

Wen Yaoer had just instructed the servants not to inform the princess of the news about Chu Wuji for the time being.

The girl took the tray from Chu Wuji's hand and said excitedly:

"Brother, I'll take it to Mother and tell her I made it. I wonder if she'll believe it~"

"Okay, I'll hide here first. Yao'er, be careful and don't trip or fall."

Chu Wuji was standing outside Princess Jing'an's courtyard, waiting with three bowls of noodles steadily on a tray in his hand.

In her boudoir, the graceful and beautiful Princess Jing'an was sitting in front of the mirror on her dressing table, with her maid helping her comb and braid her hair, and then meticulously putting on various hairpins and accessories.

"Mother, look what Yao'er brought for you to try."

Princess Jing'an's hair was not braided yet, so she couldn't turn her head. She could only look at it with her beautiful eyes tilted as much as possible. It turned out to be a bowl of hot noodles?

As a mother, she must know very well how her daughter's cooking skills are. She guessed that it was probably plain noodles, which were boiled noodles bought from the street and eaten as breakfast.

"Ahem... Yao'er, you're so thoughtful, but aren't you going to the palace to play with your aunt today? Don't you hear about another cat spirit case somewhere~"

"I want to spend time with the cats today and go to Aunt Queen's tomorrow."

Wen Yaoer made an excuse and then signaled the maid to push the powder box on the dressing table away to make room for her to put the noodles.

When Princess Jing'an saw the bowl of noodles, she was still in disbelief. She couldn't believe that it was made by her daughter!

"Yao'er, what day is it today? Why did you go to the restaurant outside and order a bowl of noodles for mother?"

The girl raised her chin proudly and said, "It's not a special day. Yao'er is just trying out her cooking skills. Humph!"

Princess Jing'an didn't believe this. She jokingly said, "Let's not even talk about whether you can pull out such evenly shaped noodles. You can't even get past the kneading part. Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us the truth!"

Wen Yaoer did not continue to hide the truth. She sent Chu Wuji away and went in to meet her mother first. She wanted to communicate with her mother so that she would not ask about Chu Wuji's sad story later.

"Mother, Brother Chu is back."

"Ah?" The beautiful princess didn't react at first.

She felt that this sentence was more like a joke than that her daughter could cook noodles.

Wen Yaoer didn't want Chu Wuji to wait outside for too long, so she spoke a little faster:

"Listen to what Yao'er said, mother, you can slowly be surprised. Brother Chu came back this morning, but he was alone. Aunt Bai seemed to have some problems, and brother Chu's hair has turned white.

When we meet later, mother will simply ask about the hair issue, don’t ask too much! Brother will be sad!

The girl's face was very serious, for she was afraid that her mother would take her instructions as a joke.

After saying that, Wen Yaoer trotted out of the yard and called Chu Wuzhi over.

Princess Jing'an said to her maid, "Put the hairpin aside for now and wear it later."

The dignified and polite beautiful woman stood up and looked outside the door, and sure enough, she saw the familiar young man.

After he became famous some time ago, there was a trend in the capital to find tailor shops to make custom-made warrior robes that were once popular. It is said that until now, tailor shops still have a backlog of many unfinished orders.

On several busy streets of Lihuo Capital, one can see warrior robes from time to time, but there are very few people who can wear them to the same level as Chu Wuji. It is simply like a clumsy imitation of others, which ruins the image of the robe.

Now, the real man in outdated clothes appeared in front of Princess Jing'an again. The beautiful woman's eyes lit up and she felt pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, two lifelike snakes were embroidered on his sleeves, which inexplicably added a sense of mysterious nobility to his temperament as a grass python warrior.

However, the biggest change in Chu Wuji was his pale hair.

Princess Jing'an had heard something about the situation from her daughter in advance, but she still couldn't help but wonder what major setbacks he had encountered during the time he was away from the capital.

The daughter of the Yun family has successfully become an immortal, but why has Chu Wuji, who was traveling with them, become so haggard!

Princess Jing'an felt distressed. To be honest, she was also the child's adoptive mother.

She suppressed the many thoughts that surged in her mind, lifted her skirt, and walked towards him gracefully:

"Wuji, you didn't come back without writing a letter first. Come in and sit down!"

After Chu Wuji put down several bowls of noodles, he said good morning and said:

"I actually came back last night. It was too late to disturb the Jing'an Palace, lest the princess and Yao'er get up from the couch in the middle of the night.

Thank you, Princess and Yao'er, for helping me look after the house."

Princess Jing'an did not observe any polite etiquette. She first tasted a small mouthful of noodles, as if it were a casual encounter. Otherwise, it would easily become an awkward occasion where "if the host doesn't pick up his chopsticks, I won't pick up my chopsticks either."

"It's delicious! I knew Yao'er couldn't have made it the moment I smelled it... Why bother making a special trip to thank me for what happened at the mansion? It's too formal. Didn't Wuji recognize me as his adoptive mother? It's just a simple favor for the whole family!"

Wen Yaoer had already eaten breakfast. She usually didn't have a big appetite, but now she was eating with gusto. She said:

"Well, I just go there to walk the cats every few days. The little foxes are very shy and don't dare to go anywhere else. They only behave themselves when they are with Brother Chu~"

Chu Wuji almost forgot that Princess Jing'an was his adoptive mother.

Seeing the care that the princess and Yao'er showed him, Chu Wuji felt a little touched. He relaxed a little and ate the noodles naturally with big mouthfuls.

Princess Jing'an asked about the hair at this time. If she didn't ask a question, it would actually be a bit deliberate.

"Wuji, what happened to your hair?"

"It's a minor problem. It will grow back after a while. Princess, don't worry about me. But it is indeed a bit noticeable, haha..."

Chu Wuji anticipated that Princess Jing'an would ask this question and was prepared. However, he had a premonition that no matter which acquaintance he met in the capital, he would inevitably be asked this question.

Princess Jing'an stopped talking and didn't intend to ask any more questions, but her daughter next to her was very nervous. After she had slurped up the two noodles in her mouth, she kept winking at her, which the princess found funny.

"Eat first, and then we'll talk."

"Okay, it's time to eat now. The noodles have been out of the pot for a while. If we don't eat them now, they will become soft."

"Brother, your noodles are different from mine and Mother's. Let me have a taste!"

"Okay, I was afraid you weren't used to something strong, so I made something different. I have a poor appetite right now."

Princess Jing'an listened silently from the side.

When people are sad, even if they can put on a smile, their appetite will not be very good.

The three of them finished their breakfast with the sound of slurping noodles.

Wen Yaoer discovered something at this time. She looked at the extra bowl of noodles. She thought that Chu Wuzhi had a big appetite and needed to eat two bowls to feel full, but now he had no intention of continuing to eat.

"Brother, don't you want to eat this bowl of noodles?"

Chu Wuji was about to talk about this, he had already prepared an excuse:

"I subconsciously made an extra bowl and only realized it after I served it. I'll put it back over to the medicine shop for a midnight snack or something. I'll come back later."

Yao'er wanted to ask Chu Wuji if he didn't want to stay in the mansion, but Princess Jing'an stopped her and didn't let her daughter say anything.

"It's okay, Wuji, you go first, but don't just leave and never come back, or we mother and daughter will have to go to the pharmacy to look for you."

"I'll be back in a minute. I'm a fast walker!"

Chu Wuji smiled apologetically and shamelessly asked the princess for a comb. Princess Jing'an was naturally not stingy and specially asked someone to get a new spare comb.

After expressing his gratitude, he quickly left the palace and went back to deliver the meal.

Wen Yaoer scolded, "Mother, why didn't you let me speak just now? My brother has already stayed in the mansion, why didn't he stay here? If he gets hungry in the middle of the night, just ask the night watchman to cook for him."

Princess Jing'an said angrily, "You stupid fool! I just told Mother not to ask nonsense questions! Wu Ji should take this back to offer as a sacrifice to Madam Bai. The noodles have been soaked overnight and have become soft. If you heat it up again, it will become spicy porridge. How can you eat it?"

In memory of Aunt Bai?

The girl really didn't think about it in this way, but she felt that her mother's explanation was very reasonable. Her brother probably hasn't come out of the shadow of their mother's death yet.

"What does the comb mean?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe it's a custom somewhere. Just don't ask about it." Princess Jing'an lectured again.

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Chu Wuji hurried back to his house and rushed to the inner room. Seeing that the big fox fairy was still there, he immediately felt relieved.

"Goddess Sky Fox, this is breakfast. It's a bit spicy. I'll make it lighter next time. Mainly because it's something new for you. Here's a comb. I'll come back later to comb your tail!"