If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi ran to the kitchen and was busy for a while, and sure enough he made extremely unpalatable food.

The good pork belly was fried so dry that there was only a grease residue left.

The crumbs fell off after one bite, um... no, this one is too delicious, I have to change it.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and saw that the pot was filled with oil from frying the pork belly. It looked very greasy and very unpalatable.

Song Chuyi used the oil to stir-fry some vegetables and brought it to Liu Wenshan.

"eat."

Liu Wenshan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

The originally light vegetables became more oily and meaty because of the lard, but they tasted much better than cooking them with water.

Liu Wenshan put down his chopsticks and nodded affirmatively.

"good."

Song Chuyi didn't believe it, so he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

"You can eat something so oily?"

Liu Wenshan raised his eyes, and Song Chuyi's figure was reflected in his pupils.

The pampered young master usually lives in fine clothes and fine food, so naturally he would not know that even cooking with oil is a luxury in this village.

Just a plate of vegetables fried with lard will be snatched up quickly as soon as it is served.

Liu Wenshan lowered his eyes gently, his voice slightly hoarse.

"good to eat."

Sincerely, there is no falsehood at all.

Song Chuyi stared at Liu Wenshan for a while, then thought of the living environment in the village and said "oh".

This time he miscalculated and overlooked that this plate of stir-fried vegetables was a rare delicacy for them.

It seemed that his plan of bullying had failed again.

Song Chuyi held his face with both hands and was obviously distracted.

Liu Wenshan watched him quietly from the side and did not disturb him.

Just being with him like this felt like I had touched happiness.

----

Hong Qi quickly arranged the ceremony.

But after all, we are in a cottage, and the conditions are really limited, so the steps are extremely omitted.

However, in the aspect of worshiping in the church, Hong Qi hesitated again and again, but Fei Ge passed the letter to Liu Lie.

Perhaps even he himself did not realize that there was a hope hidden deep in his heart.

I hope he can come, I hope he can see that Liu Wenshan can now communicate with other people, and he even has people he cares about.

Although that man is the son of the current prime minister, and although it is rumored that this son is extremely scheming.

But as long as Wenshan likes him, he will protect him.

In the palace, Liu Lie looked at the words on Fei Ge's biography and laughed.

"After so many years, you finally took the initiative to contact me."

As an emperor, Liu Lie has his own face and status that he cannot let go of.

Otherwise, the misunderstanding would not have been allowed to continue for so many years.

But Hong Qi is stupid, dumb and stubborn.

She didn't take the initiative to look for him all these years, so he could only visit him secretly.

Whenever Liu Lie thought about this, he felt so angry that his teeth itched.

He put the letter away and did not reply to Hong Qi.

He was going to keep him hanging and let him wait.

----

The news spread quickly in the mountain village. Almost that evening, the news that Liu Wenshan was going to hold a wedding ceremony with Song Chuyi spread everywhere.

The ceremony was held the next day, and everyone was busy all night, hanging up the red lanterns.

When Song Chu saw how busy everyone was, he simply took the kitchen to cook a new meal.

He plans to treat everyone to hot pot tonight!

Of course, before that, he took Liu Wenshan to the back mountain to hunt some pheasants, wild ducks and wild boars.

Royally certified, absolutely delicious.

That night, after everything was ready, Liu Wenshan took Song Chuyi's hand and walked through the long corridor to Hong Qi.

The boy next to him shouted: "Bow down to heaven and earth."

The two of them bent down at the same time and bowed to the heaven and earth.

Hong Qi, who was sitting in the main seat, was a little absent-minded. He looked towards the door several times with expectation in his eyes.

Just as the servant shouted "Bow to your parents again", the expectation in Hong Qi's eyes dimmed little by little.

Just as Song Chuyi and Liu Wenshan were about to bend down, a clear voice rang out.

"and many more."

The masked man in black walked in and walked directly to the main seat next to Hong Qi and sat down.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

But Hong Qi waved his hand and shouted: "Bye!"

Song Chuyi bent over and secretly glanced at the masked man in black.

Is this the current emperor? It was more peaceful than he imagined.

With a shout of "Send her to the bridal chamber", Liu Wenshan took Song Chuyi's hand and walked into his own room.

Song Chu stood at the door and looked out, "I just saw them going to the study. What do you think they will do?"

"Why don't we go check it out?"

Liu Wenshan hugged his waist from behind, lowered his head, and his hot breath fell on his ears, which felt a little itchy.

"nothing."

His palms were very hot, and even through the wedding dress, Song Chuyi felt frightened.

He always felt that this person would pounce on him and eat him up in the next second.

Song Chuyi leaned against the door and whispered: "I told the kitchen to have hot pot tonight."

"I think everyone is not very good at eating, how about I go out and teach them?"

Liu Wenshan stared at him.

"Afraid of me?"

Song Chuyi straightened his chest and said, "Who is afraid of you?"

He pushed Liu Wenshan, "You are too close to me."

"Even though Hong Qi is playing tricks, I can't be your stepmother anymore."

"But don't forget, I am, but..."

Liu Wenshan seemed to know what he was going to say, and he smiled rarely.

"Are you the son of the current Prime Minister?"

In the early days of the Song Dynasty, his long eyelashes trembled, and Liu Wenshan had indeed known for a long time that he was the son of the prime minister.

Hong Qi should also know that.

These father and son hid it really well. He is still acting here, but everyone knows about it.

Song Chuyi gritted his teeth and glared at Liu Wenshan.

"You all know?"

"Is it fun to watch me hide my identity?"

He pounced on him and bit his shoulder.

I didn't dare to use too much force this time. After all, the pain from the last time I bit my tooth was still fresh in my mind.

Liu Wenshan seemed to realize that he was not using much strength, so he put his big hands around his waist, pulled him into his arms, and sat him on the chair next to him.

The big hand gently stroked Song Chuyi's hair, as if to soothe him, or to comfort him.

Song Chuyi bit it for a while but felt it was boring, so he let go and looked at him.

"You won't cooperate with me, will you?"

He snorted coldly.

"If you don't cooperate with me, I will find someone else to cooperate with."

He was bullied so obviously, why didn't he give any reaction?

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Wenshan's expression darkened.

"Who are you looking for?"

He hugged his slender waist tightly, trying hard but not daring to use too much force, so he could only barely restrain his body.

"Hong Qi? Little Wang?"

"Who else?"

Song Chuyi was about to make up a name when he saw Liu Wenshan burying his head in his neck.

The hot breath sprayed, and it seemed to fall on the skin.

At the same time, a hoarse and depressed voice sounded in his ears.

"Is it possible for everyone except me?"