When Moyu returned, he set up a pot in the backyard on a simple iron tripod. He lit a firewood underneath and used it to boil water and cook. This was the stove commonly used during marches and battles. Moyu could finally boil water and make tea for his master.

Mu Qingcheng found it very interesting. She originally wanted to have snacks for dinner, but she decided to make a pot of porridge on the spur of the moment.

Mu Qingcheng's cooking skills were limited to making porridge in an electric rice cooker. This was the first time she had seen people use firewood to boil water and cook rice.

When Yun Qing heard that Mu Qingcheng was going to make porridge, she was quite looking forward to it. She quietly moved a small stool and sat by the pot waiting for the meal to be served.

Mo Yu took out rice, flour, pots, pans, and utensils from their luggage and asked Mu Qingcheng what she needed.

Mu Qingcheng picked up the pot and looked at the basin, put down the spoon and picked up the bowl. She felt that she needed an electric rice cooker.

This pot is too big. How much rice does it need? Should I put the rice in first or the water? Recalling the few times I cooked at home, I think I should put the rice in first and then add the appropriate amount of water.

After a long time of tossing and turning, the water and rice were finally put into the pot.

"Why isn't the water boiling? Moyu, add more firewood, more firewood."

Moyu worked hard to add more firewood and fanned the fire with a handful of leaves. Soon the fire engulfed the pot.

"Girl, girl! Is the fire too big?"

Yun Qing felt something was wrong and quietly retreated. He immediately heard Mu Qingcheng's cry of surprise.

"Ouch! The rice is all overflowing. What should I do? What should I do?"

"Ahh! It's so hot, so hot, Master, please stay away, be careful not to get burned."

Yun Qing had never expected such a scene. This whole situation was full of ups and downs. He felt that the sounds of fighting he had heard on the battlefield had never been so terrifying.

Not surprisingly, he soon smelled a burning smell. Alas! It was a little too early to expect this porridge!

"The color of this porridge is wrong! Moyu, what kind of rice did you buy? Why is the porridge so black?"

"Impossible. I only buy high-quality rice. Maybe it's the new pot."

"Oh! It's possible. The porridge is ready and come and try it."

"Master, let me serve you a bowl of porridge!" Mo Yu came to show his courtesy to him.

Yun Qing: "..." He felt so tired!

"I don't want to eat anymore. Feed this pot of porridge to those three people! Don't waste it."

Mu Qingcheng filled a bowl of dark rice porridge. This was her first time cooking with firewood in ancient times. She was full of expectations, but was slapped in the face by reality.

She silently put down the bowl and said, "I'm not really hungry either. I'd better go to the hot springs!"

Mu Qingcheng returned to the main room, took out her toiletry bag, went to the hot spring, fetched water in a basin, washed her hair first, and then washed off the dust on her body before daring to soak in the hot spring.

The temperature around this hot spring is much higher than the temperature outside, about 25 or 26 degrees Celsius, which is very warm, so there are flowers blooming around it.

The hot spring pool was surrounded by rocks. Mu Qingcheng walked into the water step by step in her tight pajamas. The water got hotter as she went deeper, but it was far from being scalding.

She found a rock that was just big enough to sit on in the water, with only her head sticking out.

Wow! How comfortable! This is much more comfortable than soaking in the tub. She leaned against the stone wall and admired the night sky, sweeping away all the fatigue.

There was only one lantern lit under the corridor in the courtyard. The surroundings were very quiet and peaceful. Looking up, she could see the sky full of stars. It was so beautiful! She thought this house was really nice.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard a rustling sound in the grass behind her.

"who?……"

Mu Qingcheng jumped out of the water with a start, stood in the middle of the pool and looked behind her vigilantly.

The swish sound came from behind her again.

"Who! Who is it? Come out now!"

As she quietly retreated to the shore, she looked around nervously.

The swish sound seemed to be right behind her. She turned around and saw a white figure standing by the hot spring.

“Ahhh! There’s a ghost…”

Mu Qingcheng screamed in fright, and when she stepped back suddenly, she tripped over the stone under her feet and fell backwards.

"Nuannuan! What's wrong?"

Yun Qing couldn't see, and in his anxiety he stepped on empty air and fell into the hot spring water, just in time to fall into Mu Qingcheng's arms.

Mu Qingcheng felt someone holding her down underwater. She instinctively grabbed the person's neck, and the two of them floundered in the water for a long time. Finally, Yun Qing struggled to stand up from the water. Mu Qingcheng clasped her arms tightly around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, and hung onto him like a sloth.

"Yes, yes, there is a ghost." Mu Qingcheng closed her eyes, she was so scared that she almost cried.

Yun Qing curled the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking that this ghost is quite capable of doing things!

Mo Yu, who was in the distance, thought to himself, this isn't a ghost, it's obviously Yue Lao! Humph! Don't think he can't see, it's his master who deliberately stood behind Miss Mu, and the ghost is himself.

Mo Yu could only stay on the distant rooftop and complain. He didn't dare come down. This was his master's order. His master had said he was not allowed to enter the main courtyard after dark. When he heard any noise, he could only hide on the rooftop and peek.

Yun Qing was really wronged. He came out only after hearing some noise in the yard.

"There's a ghost, there really is a ghost..." Mu Qingcheng had no idea what she was doing.

Yun Qing wanted to pat her back and tell her not to be afraid, but when he thought about the clothes she was wearing sticking to her body, he didn't dare move his hands and could only raise them at both sides.

"Nuannuan, come down first. I promise there are no ghosts here. Really!"

Hearing Yun Qing's comforting voice, Mu Qingcheng slowly opened her eyes and looked around in fear for the white ghost. No, really not. So what did she just see?

When she regained her composure, she came face to face with Yun Qing. She realized belatedly that she was hanging on Yun Qing's body.

Ugh! What's going on? What is she doing?

Mu Qingcheng finally realized that she had actually been holding Yun Qing in this position. She almost wanted to die.

Mu Qingcheng slid off Yun Qing's body. Fortunately, it was dark and he couldn't see how embarrassed she was. Oh! No, he really couldn't see it either.

"I, I think it's getting late, I should go to bed." It's so embarrassing, I'd better run away quickly!

"Don't move. Now that we're here, let's see what's causing this trouble."

"What do you think?"

"Just sit here and wait. We'll wait for it to show up on its own."

Both of them were sitting in the water, half a meter apart. Mu Qingcheng always felt something was strange, and her heart was beating fast for some reason.

Under the moonlight, Yun Qing leaned against the stone wall with his eyes closed, wearing only a white nightgown. Water droplets flowed down his perfect jaw, the spring water only reaching his chest. Mu Qingcheng could see that his nightgown clung to his skin, a true temptation of a handsome man.

Mu Qingcheng swallowed and turned away. She had thought she had been immune to all poisons after being poisoned by her brother Mu Qingyan's face since she was a child. She had never expected to be overturned here.

"Ahem! Yunqing, um, do you think it might be a snake? There are flowers and plants everywhere here, and it's warm. There might be a lot of snakes."

Yun Qing opened his eyes and nodded: "That's possible. Tomorrow I will ask Mo Yu to clean up all the flowers and plants in this area. There will be no snakes. You can enjoy the hot springs in peace in the future."

"Hey! You asked Moyu to clean up such a large area of ​​flowers and grass. You really don't care about your employees. Besides, if you clean it up, the yard will become bare and what's the point? Why not go to the pharmacy and buy some snake and insect repellent and sprinkle it in there?"

Yun Qing still said gently, "Listen to Nuan Nuan, I'll do whatever you say."

"Yes! Also, let me tell you, you are not allowed to enslave Mo Yu anymore. He is my cousin now."

"Okay, listen to Nuannuan."

"That's better... um! Wait a minute..." Mu Qingcheng finally realized what was wrong. She was really bewildered by his beauty. He had been calling her by her nickname, but she didn't even hear it.

"What did you just call me?"

"Nuannuan!" Yun Qing turned around and asked her seriously, "If not Nuannuan, what else should I call?"

What should he call her? This left her speechless, as if whatever she called him would seem awkward.

"Forget it, it's up to you!"

Yun Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He had done it on purpose tonight, and thankfully she didn't object. From now on, only he could call her Nuannuan, and only he had the right to do so.

Mu Qingcheng came out of the hot spring, wrapped herself in a large cloth towel, and turned around to see Yun Qing still in the hot spring.

"Don't soak for too long, or you'll catch a cold."

Yun Qing gave her a charming smile: "I know, good night, Nuannuan!"

The warm sound made her feel like she was back home again.

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