After traveling through time, I married a male princess

Fu Qianrun’s current weapon is a vine, which is a mutated vine that Ye Yanxing collected at the end of the world. He has never used it before.

Because his ice ability is not needed.

I accepted this vine because it looks good, is tough, and can be hit with it casually.

Although he doesn't need it, it doesn't affect his liking for it.

Now it is just the right weapon for Fu Qianrun. The wood-based ability combined with plant weapons is perfect.

"Ma'am, you're awesome!" Ye Yanxing praised as he put the things on the rattan rack.

Fu Qianrun often heard this kind of child-like praise, but his face remained calm.

Finally, all the grapes were dried. Ye Yanxing piled the baskets aside and pulled Fu Qianrun back into the house.

"Madam, can I make you a cup of milk?" Ye Yanxing was washing his hands in the kitchen and asked casually when he saw the milk pot beside him.

These were all bought by his mother in the past, and the pot is very durable. Ye Yanxing remembers that his mother used this pot to cook milk for his breakfast when he was in school.

"Okay." Fu Qianrun was actually very full now, but he couldn't refuse Ye Yanxing who was running around for him.

After getting the answer, Ye Yanxing started to wash the pot and start the fire excitedly.

Soon, a cup of fragrant milk was ready.

"Madam, please have a taste!" Ye Yanxing handed the milk to Fu Qianrun like presenting a treasure.

Fu Qianrun found it funny, so he took it with a smile, tasted it, and joked, "Not bad, Xiao Ye's skills are very good."

"Hehe, does Madam have any reward?" Ye Yanxing's eyes sparkled.

"What reward does the prince want?" Fu Qianrun took another sip. Hmm, it was fragrant and delicious, leaving a lingering taste on his lips and teeth.

Ye Yanxing did not answer, but just stared at the person in front of him, with the intention in his eyes very obvious.

"..." Fu Qianrun was speechless. The milk in the cup no longer smelled good.

No, this made him think of...

“….” Fu Qianrun was even more speechless.

How did things get to this point?

He spun the cup in his hand and then drank it in one gulp.

Ye Yanxing took the cup and washed it very actively.

Fu Qianrun sat still. He knew that with Ye Yanxing's energy, it would be difficult for him to escape those things tonight.

But he didn't hate it either. Ye Yanxing always took good care of his physical condition and would not let him get hurt.

Regardless of whether there is supernatural repair or not, except for the first time, Ye Yanxing can always find a way to make him reach his best condition.

Except for the time when he was too aggressive and ignored his requests, everything else was fine.

Fu Qianrun sat on the sofa and just as he was about to turn on the TV, he picked up the remote control when it was snatched away by a hand.

"Madam, stop watching TV and look at me!" Ye Yanxing came over and hugged her to the sofa.

Fu Qianrun laughed and stroked his face with his hand, "Can't the prince see it every day?"

"Madam, you know what I am talking about." Ye Yanxing grabbed his hand and kissed it on his lips.

"I don't know, I want to watch TV." Fu Qianrun pretended to be stupid.

"Okay, okay." Ye Yanxing reached out to take the remote control and turned on the TV. "Then let's watch it together."

Seeing that he was serious, Fu Qianrun had no choice but to compromise and said, "Your Majesty, we haven't bathed yet."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yanxing used his special power to melt ice into water and washed both of them.

Ye Yanxing controlled his supernatural powers very well, and after washing the sofa, not even a drop of water was left on it.

Seeing that he had made up his mind to stay here, Fu Qianrun also started to act badly. Come on, who’s afraid of who?

Seeing his fearless expression, Ye Yanxing couldn't help laughing.

Originally, he didn't have so many bad tastes, but most of the time, Fu Qianrun's reluctant look made him want to do this.

He likes to see Fu Qianrun being at a loss at times. It’s a contrast and very cute.

"Your Majesty."

His nails dug into his flesh and blood started to seep out, but his attention wasn't there, so he didn't notice.

Ye Yanxing felt it, but he didn't react at all, as if he was not the one being strangled, and he was not the one bleeding.

This injury is really nothing to him.

The most important thing is that he doesn’t have the mind to pay attention to these things now. His attention is all on Fu Qianrun’s face.

"Your Majesty."

"Ah."

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The two of them played in the space for a long time. After they woke up from a nap, they continued to pick grapes and picked several baskets.

After picking, they are washed and dried before being taken out of glass jars to make wine.

They went out only after Ye Yanxing had brewed all the grapes.