Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

Yuwen Yi and Yuwen Ze suddenly appeared in front of everyone, carrying a dozen plump rabbits and pheasants. The young lady caught a glimpse of the miserable appearance of the prey, and immediately put on a cute and tearful expression, and spoke softly.

"These little creatures are truly pitiful. They have perished just to satisfy our appetites..."

"Oh, if you don't want to eat, there are wild fruits in the south forest, wild vegetables in the north open space, and a lot of mushrooms by the river. Those are not small creatures, they just fit your temperament as an immortal!"

Luosha curled his lips in disdain, his face full of disgust at her pretentiousness.

"Little fairy, you are really kind. Don't worry, I will help you collect all these ingredients! I promise not to touch those little lives!"

Before the young lady could say anything, Lingxuzi used his lightness skills and leaped towards the direction indicated by Luosha.

"Alright, alright, since the immortals are going to eat vegetarian food, then we mortals will have to eat meat. Which of you three gentlemen will be in charge of cooking?"

Luosha glanced at the three of them. Yuwen Ze was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He snatched the prey and spoke first.

"I'll be in charge of slaughtering the chickens and rabbits, but as for the cooking, I'd better ask someone else to do it!"

"I've never been near a kitchen, so I don't know how to cook..."

Mo Sijin lowered her eyes shyly, while Yuwen Yi strode forward and spoke without hesitation.

"Isn't it just cooking? I..."

"Forget it, Aunt Luo, let me cook the meal!"

Bai Yue raised her hand lightly, interrupting the other party's unfinished words.

"Why, do you think my cooking is bad?"

Yuwen Yi was quite self-aware of his cooking skills. However, when he heard Bai Yue's words, he couldn't help but wonder if the other party had some reservations about his cooking skills, and perhaps also had some dislike for him as a person?

"No, I just felt that Master Yuwen and your brother had worked hard hunting, and I had nothing to do anyway, so..."

"Young Master Yuwen, huh, you really do despise me!"

Yu Wenyi couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, then he walked to the side of the young lady and whispered softly.

"Miss, do you want to go for a walk with me? I found a beautiful flower field nearby. I'd like to make a wreath for you, okay?"

"Okay, then please, Young Master Yuwen, do it for me..."

"Shh, little sister, it's too strange for you to yell like that!"

He gently raised a finger to his lips, made a gesture of silence, a bright smile on his face, and winked at her playfully.

"Like I said, you can just call me Ayi, and sister, aren't you called Little Fairy? Then how about I call you Sister Fairy?"

"Okay! Ayi!"

The young lady saw through Yuwen Yi's little plan at a glance. He just wanted to use her as a pawn to annoy Bai Yue. But then she thought again and felt that this might be a good opportunity. Perhaps, in this interaction, the other party would be like Hua Muan and Lingxuzi, and would be deeply attracted by her unique charm without realizing it.

"Then Sister Fairy, let's get going quickly, so that some people won't come back and disturb our fun!"

Yuwen Yi pulled the young lady's sleeve, and the two of them rushed into the forest path like the wind. When their figures disappeared in the lush greenery, Luosha quietly slipped to Bai Yue's side and asked in a low voice.

"Xiaoyue, do you dislike Yuwen Yi?"

"Dislike? Why do you dislike it?"

The other party looked puzzled, not knowing why she had such a question.

"Then why do you still call him Young Master Yuwen?"

"Isn't this his own request? I'm just following his wishes."

As soon as Bai Yue finished speaking, Mo Sijin couldn't wait to come closer and volunteered.

"Sister Yue, can I cook with you? I don't have anything to do anyway, so I might as well learn a skill!"

"Okay, if you want to learn, I'll teach you!"

She smiled and nodded, then led the other person to the kitchen.

"Aunt Luo, I've finished dealing with the prey. Who did you choose to cook in the end?"

"Hmph, none of you three men can be relied upon. In the end, the responsibility of cooking still falls on Xiaoyue!"

Luosha looked at the grinning Yuwen Ze and sighed helplessly.

"Miss Yue is cooking? Aunt Luo, you're kidding, aren't you? She's the princess of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom. Who, a descendant of a noble family, would cook soup by herself?"

"If you don't believe me, then go to the kitchen and take a look. The young master of the Sword Forging Villa is following her closely!"

"What? Ah Jin? What about my Ah Yi? Did he come with us?"

When Yu Wen Ze heard that Mo Sijin was snuggling with Bai Yue again, he quickly asked for details.

"Oh, your precious little brother is making a wreath with his fairy sister. You'd better pray that they don't run into that Master Xuanji. Otherwise, I don't know if your brother can come back safely!"

"What? This brat is messing with that young lady again? Why is he going crazy again out of the blue?"

Yuwen Ze quickly handed the object in his hand to Luosha, and then frantically searched around for the two people, secretly praying in his heart that he must find them before Lingxuzi.

"Alas, my mind is so blinded by love that it loses its wits!"

Luosha looked at these pairs of bickering lovers, shook his head helplessly, then picked up the ingredients and walked lightly towards the kitchen.

"Little fairy, what's on your head?"

An hour later, when Lingxuzi returned with a full load, he found that the young lady was still standing quietly in the yard. The only difference was that a dazzling wreath had quietly appeared in her hair.

"Ah, I just found a flower field nearby, and I made a wreath of flowers while I was bored... How about it, Pingping, do you think I look beautiful in this?"

As she spoke, she glanced lovingly at Yuwen Yi who was standing in the yard. Although Yuwen Ze blocked his view tightly, he quietly poked his head out like a little naughty boy and winked at her playfully.