The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 29

Guo Juli was startled when he heard Mu Zhuohua call out the word "Prince".

Mu Zhuohua coughed twice, pushed Guo Juli's shoulder, and said, "Why are you entertaining the prince with some bad tea? Go and change the pot of good tea, and bring some of the prepared snacks."

Guo Juli was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and hurried to the kitchen.

Liu Yan's eyes swept across Mu Zhuohua's face, then moved away uncomfortably. Today, Mu Zhuohua rarely put on an underskirt. She looked more feminine than usual. Her smooth and fair face had no makeup, but she had peach blossoms because of her drunkenness. Her cheeks and corners of her eyes were glowing with a delicate pink color. , the clouds on her temples were slightly scattered, and the silver hairpin was tilted, but she didn't notice it at all, showing a lazy posture with drunken eyes.

Mu Zhuohua was so drunk that he had already forgotten what he looked like, so he habitually went forward and knelt down to please him.

"I heard from Ju Li that you have been sitting for a long time. Are you thirsty or hungry? Do you want to stay and eat? I will cook for you. I am a good cook!"

It was hard to hear a bad word from Mu Zhuohua. Half of what she said was praising others, and the other half was praising herself.

Liu Yan raised his tea cup, took a sip of the cold tea, coughed twice and said: "It's a break today. I shouldn't have disturbed you, but I just got an urgent report. The envoy from Beiliang will be here in ten days." Congratulations from the capital, I have assigned you a new mission. Try to master the writing and language of Beiliang within these ten days, and then you will receive the envoys from Beiliang together with me."

Mu Zhuohua's eyes widened immediately and he stammered: "Your Majesty, is your current official a god? It's only been a few days since I learned the Beiliang dialect!"

Liu Yan nodded and said seriously: "I still think highly of you. You don't have to worry about other things these days. Just concentrate on learning the Beiliang language and etiquette."

Mu Zhuohua took a deep breath, with a bitter look on his face. He grabbed the corner of Liu Yan's clothes and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, let's be honest. Even if I can have a photographic memory, I can't learn the Beiliang script." Pronunciation."

Liu Yan said: "I will teach you."

Mu Zhuohua: "Huh?"

Liu Yan said: "Tomorrow is the summer solstice. You don't have to go to Lifan Temple. Come next door and I will teach you personally. If you can successfully complete this task, you will be promoted to the sixth rank of Lifan Temple."

Mu Zhuohua's face was flushed, he put on a serious expression and said seriously: "I will definitely do my best to live up to the prince's trust!"

Liu Yan nodded with satisfaction, glanced over, and suddenly discovered that the jade pendant on Mu Zhuohua's chest was the one he had given as a gift, and his eyes moved.

The green emeralds fall on the delicate and white chest, making the skin color even more like creamy snow, making people unable to take their eyes away.

At this moment, Guo Juli brought hot tea and cakes, blocking Liu Yan's gaze.

Mu Zhuohua saw that Liu Yan had no intention of leaving, so he waved to Guo Juli and said slowly: "You... you can cook some more hot dishes. The prince will have dinner here."

Guo Juli was ordered to retreat and ran very fast again. She remembered one thing. This prince had given them Qiansu Buns before. He was a good man.

Liu Yan's eyes fell on the pastries on the table, and he asked in slight surprise: "You can also make pastries?"