Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

She was traveling through space, and there was no such person as Tang Bohu in this era. Then how can people recite Tang Bohu's poems?

Han Yingxue guessed that there might be many people like her who had traveled to this era.

After all, besides her, she also knows Andy Lau.

Seeing that Han Yingxue was silent, Mu Furong asked, "What's wrong with Miss Xue'er?"

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about Miss Furong. You are quite poetic."

Mu Furong smiled shyly, "I just recited a sentence or two. In terms of talent, many girls in Xichun Court are better than me."

"Haha, you are too modest."

"I also think Furong is too modest, even though she is so powerful." Lin Miaojun also interjected.

"It's really an award. I know what level I am."

"Anyway, he must be better than me. I'm not interested in reading or anything like that. I can't memorize such a long poem."

"You just remember to eat, what else can you remember?" Han Yingxue couldn't help but tease.

"That's because the food you cook is so delicious, cousin. You can't blame me."

"Then it's my fault?"

"No, no, of course I can't blame you!"

"Who's to blame?"

"No one is to blame. Let's go back quickly! Cousin, today is a good day for Miss Furong to redeem herself. We have to celebrate it. You have to cook some good food for us today."

Lin Miaojun looked at Han Yingxue with some pride.

Han Yingxue knew that this girl must have another idea for her. Sure enough, it turned out that she wanted her to make delicious food.

Fortunately, Han Yingxue originally planned to make something delicious to celebrate.

"Okay, okay, I can't support you today!"

"No, cousin, I have a big belly and can eat a lot."

Han Yingxue sighed and shook her head.

"Fu Rong, you have never tasted my cousin's cooking. You will know after you try it. I guarantee that you will be thinking about the next meal after eating it."

Lin Miaojun described it in such an exaggerated way, which made Mu Furong feel a bit hungry. I was looking forward to eating the food cooked by Han Yingxue.

Not far after leaving the Xichun Courtyard, I boarded the carriage that Xuanyuan Ling was waiting for.

"Fu Rong, this is my cousin, the current Ninth Prince." Lin Miaojun introduced, and of course there was no concealment of Xuanyuan Ling's identity.

Mu Furong glanced at Xuanyuan Ling. This was indeed the first time she had seen such a good-looking man.

She is simply more beautiful than a woman!

She felt ashamed standing in front of Xuanyuan Ling.

Regarding Xuanyuan Ling's identity and Xuanyuan Ling's face, Mu Furong sighed secretly in her heart.

They are all a group of extraordinary people!

Maybe meeting Han Yingxue was the blessing of her life. Otherwise, I might have to stay in Xichun Courtyard for the rest of my life.

"Hello, Ninth Prince." Xuanyuan Ling from Mu Furong City saluted.

"You don't have to be polite, girl, you don't need to be so polite in front of me." Xuanyuan Ling's pleasant voice rang out.

However, after Xuanyuan Ling said this, his eyes no longer stayed on Mu Furong.

He doesn't have much interest in women, no matter how good-looking they are.

He only had Han Yingxue in his eyes.

"Xue'er, let's go back." Xuanyuan Ling said.

"good."

Han Yingxue and Lin Miaojun helped Mu Furong's things get onto the carriage. Over the years, Mu Furong has also accumulated a lot of jewelry, clothes and other things.