"I don't know what kind of bewitching soup she was fed.”
Looking at Xiao Longnu's receding figure, Huang Rong sighed with confidence. Such an innocent girl had been deceived by Song Ye. She wanted to help him wake up, but he didn't appreciate it.
He even asked if he knew how to make steamed buns?
How silly and cute. Could the steamed buns that Song Ye mentioned be the kind that I can make?
As for why Xiao Longnu specifically asked for three steamed buns, Huang Rong did not understand. It was probably because of her appetite.
Huang Rong didn't think too much about it and continued to focus on her role as the cook. She also followed Xiao Longnu's request and began to knead dough to make steamed buns for her.
She had no choice. If she didn't do it, Song Ye would force her to hand it over.
Therefore, in order to not give Song Ye an excuse to make things difficult, he could only do his best to complete the explanation.
Although Huang Rong knew that if Song Ye really wanted to do something, she couldn't resist, at least she had some comfort and could divert her attention.
Although the ancient tomb was known as the Tomb of the Living Dead, it was not completely isolated from the world. There was nothing lacking in the kitchen.
When Huang Rong brought the steamed buns over, she happened to hear the conversation inside.
"Mister Song, it's been so long and Sister Huang hasn't sent it over yet.”
"Did I make things difficult for her because she doesn't know how to do it?”
This was Xiao Longnu's voice. It was cold and calm, but it was as pleasant as a wind chime.
"Impossible."
"If she doesn't know how to do it, then we can only think of other ways.”
When she heard Song Ye's voice, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat.
This little thief was indeed scheming in this aspect. Fortunately, he was smart enough to not let the other party find an excuse to make trouble.
"Young Hero Song, Miss Long."
Huang Rong walked out at the right time. The steamed buns on the plate were still steaming.
"I told you that Mrs. Guo wouldn't let Long 'er down.”
Song Ye laughed.
He walked to Huang Rong's side and looked at her. He turned around and said,"
"Come, Long 'er, I'll feed you."
"Yes."
Xiao Longnu responded. She seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned red. She was not too shy to face Huang Rong's presence.
Xiao Longnu opened her small mouth, but she was not in a hurry to take a bite. Instead, she carefully tasted it, hoping to find the same feeling as Song Lang.
Huang Rong was extremely glad when she saw this scene. If she had not known Song Ye's shamelessness and made sufficient preparations, she would have lost all her face.
"Song Lang, you eat too."
After Xiao Longnu made a futile effort, she didn't rush to eat. Instead, she pushed it in front of Song Ye.
Song Ye didn't stand on ceremony and took a big bite."
"Delicious!"
Hearing this praise, Huang Rong suddenly remembered her childhood experiences.
At that time, after Brother Jing ate his own cooking, he often praised him like this.
It was also at that time that she only cared about falling in love with Brother Jing and wasted the best time of practicing martial arts.
Even before she met Song Ye, Huang Rong did not have much interest in practicing martial arts. She only thought that everything would be fine with Brother Jing.
In the end, it resulted in the current situation.
"Big Brother Song…"
Yang Guo's voice came from outside as soon as he finished eating Huang Rong's mantou.
Song Ye was a little puzzled. Why was Yang looking for him so early in the morning?
She turned her head and glanced at Huang Rong. Could it be that Yang Guo knew that those dishes were made by her Auntie Guo?
After all, Mrs. Guo's cooking was unforgettable.
However, even if he was discovered, Song Ye didn't care. Yang Guo alone was not enough.
"Long 'er, I'm going out for a while."
Song Ye called out and continued,"
"Mrs. Guo, you should rest here.”
After leaving the tomb, he saw Yang Guo, who was getting more and more handsome, almost catching up to him. He did not come empty-handed. In his hand was an old hen that was still struggling desperately.
Seeing Song Ye come out, Yang Guo came up to him.
"Big Brother Song!"
"What's wrong? Brother Yang."
Song Ye asked.
"Brother Song, I want to ask you for a favor.”
Yang Guo glanced at the entrance of the ancient tomb behind Song Ye and pleaded,
"Big Brother Song, didn't you find a good cook from the foot of the mountain? I caught a chicken from the foot of the mountain and wanted to trouble this chef to make a pot of soup for granny to nourish her body.”
After parting ways with Guo Xiang, Yang Guo still attached great importance to the girl's request, which he had remembered in his heart when he first met her. On the way back, he carefully recalled that the food he had eaten these few days was so delicious that it did seem to be made by Auntie Guo.
Before he came, he asked Granny Sun. Granny Sun had never seen this chef before, so Yang Guo had an idea. He caught a chicken and used it as an excuse to make soup for Granny Sun.
The most memorable moment for Yang Guo when he was with Guo Jing was the first time he had eaten the chicken soup cooked by Auntie Guo. If this chef was really Auntie Guo, he would definitely be able to taste it in one bite.
"It's rare for you to have such intentions."
Song Ye didn't refuse and nodded.
It wasn't that he didn't see through Yang Guo's thoughts, but he thought that Granny Sun was really old. Taking advantage of Huang Rong's presence, it was only right to make a pot of chicken soup for the old man.
He had raised Xiao Longnu up, and not only did he take over the house that she had lived in for most of her life, but strictly speaking, he had also taken away her food and pot. It was reasonable for him to express his gratitude.
Hearing Song Ye agree, Yang Guo was delighted and said happily,
"Then I'll leave it to you, Brother Song!"
Yang Guo cupped his hands sincerely, put down the hen he was carrying, and turned to leave.
In Chong Yang Palace, the two brothers, Big and Small Wu, who had just woken up, came to Guo Fu's room. They knocked on the door, but there was no response.
The two brothers looked at each other and had a bad feeling. In a hurry, they broke into the room. There was no one in the room, and the bedding was folded.
"Where did Sister Fu go?"
"Don't think about it anymore, quickly go and tell the teachers.”
The two brothers, Big Brother and Little Brother, exchanged a few words as they hurriedly ran towards the main hall of the Double Yang Palace.
"What is it? Fu 'er is missing?"
Upon hearing the news, Ma Yu immediately stood up. He was furious. This child was really unreasonable.
Instead of staying in Chongyang Palace and waiting for her father to come over to deal with this matter, she ran around.
Huang Rong's whereabouts were still unknown in the Zhongnan Mountain area. Now that Guo Fu was missing, if this mother and daughter were to die here, how would they explain it to Jing 'er?
"Zhijing, take a few disciples to the back mountain to see if there are any traces of Fu 'er.”
Ma Yu instructed.
"Sect Leader…"
When Zhao Zhijing heard this, his heart trembled. He was a hundred times unwilling, but since the sect leader had spoken, he could only obey.
"Disciple, this is the time to go."
"Be careful. If you can't do it, retreat.”
Ma Yu's exhortation came from behind.
Zhao Zhijing and the rest headed straight for the back of the mountain, along with a few disciples whose lightness skills were inferior to his, as well as Big and Little Wu, who were still worried.
Along the way, he was careful and looked left and right, afraid that he would meet Song Ye and be suddenly nailed to death by the sword in his hand.
If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't afford to lose face, these disciples wouldn't be willing to bring weapons. Not only would it not give them a sense of security, but it would also make them more dangerous.
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