On the other side, Chen Xuan got up early and found there was only one guard left outside the courtyard.
"Morning." A greeting came from behind from Liu Shuyue.
She was holding two plates in her hands.
To his surprise, Chen Xuan found the plates contained fried eggs!
"You made this?" He was quite surprised.
Because he clearly remembered that Liu Shuyue wouldn't cook. In the Great Qi Kingdom, when dealing with demons, she either packed dry food at inns or just drank the northwest wind. Anyway, a cultivator's constitution was resilient; going hungry for ten days or half a month wouldn't kill them.
"Miss Lin taught me. She said cooking occasionally is a kind of enjoyment."
Enjoyment? Chen Xuan smelled a hint of conspiracy; Lin Qing was clearly controlling her body with Lv to do these things.
Seeing Liu Shuyue's expectant look, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he came to the table and sat down, picking up a fried egg to taste.
