Ning Chen weighed it up and said, "Can I ask Miss Su why she is looking for Flower of the Other Shore?"
"Cure" Su Feiyan replied.
"Oh? I'm observing, the girl doesn't seem to be suffering from a strange disease," Ning Chen said with a strange look on his face.
"This flower is for the elders in the family," Su Feiyan said honestly.
Ning Chen is silent, Flower of the Other Shore was only born in Yellow Springs Other Shore. However, the bottomless boat beside the weak water has been rowed to the other side by him. In other words, even if someone finds the entrance to the underworld now, he cannot cross the weak water.
What a sin!
Ning Chen was not in a good mood. There were very few people like Ghost Maiden in this world. Speaking of it now, he could only use the guidance of Scroll of Earth to enter through the exit at that time.
He just doesn't know if Flower of the Other Shore really exists. Last time he only saw Yellow Springs Flower and not Flower of the Other Shore. If he has time, he might go back and look for it carefully.
"Miss Su, I can't help you with this matter." Ning Chen sighed and said with great regret.
Su Feiyan smiled softly and said, "Young Master Ning is now in charge of Ministry of Justice and knows all the news in the world. Can you please help Young Master Ning pay attention to it?"
"Definitely" Ning Chen responded readily.
"That's how I thank you young master," Su Feiyan said with a bow.
"You're welcome"
Ning Chen accepted the gift shamelessly. As for Flower of the Other Shore, it depends on whether Su Feiyan is an enemy or a friend. Now he can't see clearly where this woman is coming from, and he is not in the mood to help.
"Miss Su, it's getting late. I have to say goodbye. Please thank Tenth Prince for your kindness and tell me that Ning Chen will visit you in person in the near future."
Seeing that he couldn't find out any information for a while, Ning Chen didn't want to stay any longer. He stood up, cupped his fists and saluted, and said goodbye.
"It's not a cigarette to send you," Su Feiyan stood up and said softly.
"No, it's crowded outside, so it's better for the girl not to show her face." Ning Chen turned around, waved his hand, and walked away immediately.
After Ning Chen left, the smile on Su Feiyan's face gradually disappeared, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. This Great Xia's Marquis of Knowing Fate was indeed as smart as the legend, making it difficult for people to deal with.
She had a feeling that Ning Chen must know something about Flower of the Other Shore, but she just didn't say it.
A few months ago, Underworld Netherworld was opened once. Unfortunately, everyone was blocked in front of the weak water and no one could pass. Now, even the entrance to the underworld has disappeared, and it is impossible to even enter.
It seems that she still wants to find opportunities to continue testing this Marquis of Knowing Fate. Flower of the Other Shore is very important to her, and she must not let go of any possibility.
Ning Chen came out of the Lingyan Pavilion and felt eyes looking at her. Looking back, in the dim light, a pretty figure stood lonely at the door, her eyes looking into the distance, with a touch of sadness, which made people feel heartbroken.
Ning Chen sighed softly, turned around and left without staying any longer. Who said that bitches are heartless and actors are meaningless? Who could agree with their sadness in these ironic words.
He has never looked down upon women with fireworks. He is from China, and in the five thousand years of history, there have been too many admirable women with fireworks, and behind these, it further highlights the indifference of men.
It is always men like them who are truly ruthless and unjust, and he is no exception.
Yancui is a good girl, but it's a pity that they didn't have a chance.
His heart will not change for anyone, no matter who he hurts.
The night wind came, Ning Chen threw away the emotion in his heart, and his heart became hard again.
Nothing matters until you help Changsun solve these troubles.
After returning to the Hou Mansion, Ning Chen saw that the lights in the mansion had not been extinguished. He took a few steps and saw Little Mingyue still lying on the table full of food, waiting for him to come back to eat.
A flash of guilt flashed through Ning Chen's heart. He was only concerned with doing things and forgot about Little Mingyue. He said he would go out for a while. However, it was completely dark now.
Mingyue When he saw the bad guy coming back, a bright smile immediately appeared on his little face, he jumped off the stool and trotted towards him.
"You must be so hungry. I haven't come back, so you should eat first." Ning Chen felt distressed and rubbed the little girl's cloth hat, and said softly.
"I secretly ate a little bit," Mingyue embarrassedly stretched out his little hand and gestured.
"Ha" Ning Chen chuckled, then took the little girl's hand back to the house and sat down to eat.
The food was all served and had obviously been reheated many times. Ning Chen picked up the chopsticks and put a lot of meat dishes into Little Mingyue's bowl, and said softly, "Don't be picky about food, otherwise you will be like your sister Lingyue, who is sick all day long."
Mingyue looked at the bowl full of meat and vegetables with a bitter look on her face. She hated eating meat the most.
"Hurry up and finish your meal. I will grill the fish for you tomorrow." Seeing the little girl not moving her chopsticks, Ning Chen coaxed.
"Okay" Mingyue responded obediently and immediately started to eat.
Ning Chen ate a few mouthfuls with her, and spent most of the time watching the little girl eat. Mingyue was actually a very picky eater, and it was difficult to feed her to her mouth as no one was supervising her.
"Mingyue, did your sister Lingyue say when she would teach you martial arts?" Ning Chen asked softly.
"No" Mingyue shook his head and replied.
"Want to learn?" Ning Chen continued to ask.
"I don't want to," Mingyue replied without interest.
Ning Chen nodded and didn't give much advice. Just forget it if you don't want to learn. You can't force it. It's normal for girls not to be interested in martial arts.
Just like A'man, he is extremely talented and has an innate father to guide him. However, he just doesn't like to practice martial arts, and his progress in martial arts has been frighteningly slow.
If you don't want to learn, then don't learn. If you have the chance, martial arts is not the only thing in this world.
After a while, Mingyue finally finished the rice in his bowl. He was so full that he didn't even want to move. He ate too much.
"Are you going out tomorrow?" Mingyue asked.
"What's wrong?" Ning Chen asked strangely.
"Tomorrow is my birthday" Mingyue said softly.
Ning Chen was startled, and after a moment, he came to his senses and said, "I won't go out tomorrow."
Originally, he planned to visit Tenth Prince's mansion, but since it was Little Mingyue's birthday, let Tenth Prince die.
Hearing the bad guy's answer, Mingyue smiled and was very happy.
"Okay, it's time to go to bed. Let's make a big cake together tomorrow," Ning Chen said as he picked up the little girl.
"What is a cake?" Mingyue asked curiously.
"You'll know what to eat tomorrow."
Ning Chen replied, recalling in his mind how to make a cake. He had done it in his previous life, but there was no oven here, so it was a bit troublesome.
Mingyue is eight years old, and he has to give her a different birthday. Little Mingyue will return to Northern Mongolia sooner or later to continue being emperor, and he doesn't have much time to spend with her.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, Mingyue woke up, ran to the bad guy's door, and knocked hard.
"It's time to get up and make the cake."
Ning Chen woke up from meditation and went to open the door. He saw Little Mingyue fully dressed and standing there handsomely, his little face full of expectation.
"Brush your teeth and wash your face, and then go to the street to buy materials," Ning Chen directed.
"Okay" Mingyue quickly ran back into the house and started to prepare.
The toothbrush was made of pig hair. Ning Chen made it by himself. After a while, the two of them squatted in front of the door, brushing their teeth and spitting pig hair.
"Bah, bad guy, can this thing stop losing its hair?" Mingyue asked, foaming at the mouth.
"Bah, I'll let Heavenly Craftsmanship Workshop try to improve it when I have time. I'm not good at this either," Ning Chen replied while vomiting.
"Give me a few more if you're ready." Mingyue slurred.
"Okay" Ning Chen replied.
The two of them quickly brushed their teeth, ate something briefly, and then went out shopping hand in hand.
Making cakes is very troublesome and requires a lot of ingredients, such as eggs, flour, sugar, milk, oil, salt, etc. The two of them shopped from morning until mid-morning before they bought enough things.
"Do you want to buy anything else?" Mingyue asked.
"I still need a frying pan," Ning Chen replied, looking left and right.
"Never heard of it," Mingyue said, shaking his head.
She knew the pot, but this was the first time she heard of the pan.
Ning Chen also has a headache. Has this thing not been invented yet? Time travel is really not something humans do, and it always interferes with things.
"Forget it, go back and make one yourself."
Ning Chen I searched for a long time but couldn't find it. I had no choice but to give up and look for it again. Regardless of whether it was there or not, I just made one myself.
There is probably something like this in the palace, but I don't know what it is called.
The two of them returned home carrying large and small bags, kicked out all the chefs in the kitchen, and then started to mess around.
Several chefs looked at each other, wondering what their Marquis was doing.
"Mingyue, go beat some eggs, remember to separate the egg whites and egg yolks." Ning Chen turned around and directed while busy.
"Okay" Little Mingyue was wearing big white "work clothes", picked up two large porcelain bowls and ran to the side, trying to help.
Ning Chen Here we are preparing to make a pot. There is no pan in the house, but there is something very similar, but it is a little rougher and the bottom is a little rounder.
The round bottom is unacceptable, Ning Chen stared at it in a daze for a long time, what should I do?
Mingyue quickly divided the eggs. Even if he did it on his hands and face, he was still much better than someone else.
"Is that okay?" Mingyue looked at the bad guy who was still in a daze and asked suspiciously.
"OK"
Ning Chen immediately replied, isn't this a joke? How could it not work? It has to work even if it doesn't work.
"Never mind"
Ning Chen took the pot, placed a round iron plate on top, and stuck it on top for convenience.
The flour cannot be used immediately, so he mixes it with the purchased cornstarch. Fortunately, this thing is sold, otherwise he will die if he makes it himself.
"Go and sift it. The finer the better," Ning Chen said as he handed the prepared flour to Little Mingyue.
"Okay" Mingyue took the flour, asked the chef for a sieve, and then continued working.
Outside the kitchen, more and more people gathered around him. After a few days of getting along, everyone knew that their Marquis was actually a very peaceful person with not many rules, so everyone was not formal.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, and a young eunuch came over and shouted at the top of his voice, "Yi's decree has arrived."
"I'm busy, I have something to say." Ning Chen was too busy to find Bei, so he replied casually.
"Marquis, Empress Dowager calls you into the palace," the little eunuch said with a smile.
"No," Ning Chen shook his head without hesitation, "You go back and tell Empress Dowager that I'm sick and can't go."
If he goes over now, he will most likely be scolded again, so he won't find it uncomfortable.