After Le Youyou waited until the guards left completely, she asked in her throat: "What's going on?" Ye Yan's face did not change, and he held his eyes at Le Youyou, "It's what you said, catch the traitor!"

Le Youyou looked at him in confusion, frowned and asked, "This... I'm catching my affair with you, what's there to catch?"

Ye Yan pulled Le Youyou, who was about to slide down, so that she stayed steadily on the roof, and then said, "Why did you become so stupid after being by Yun Qing for a while?"

Le Youyou looked at Ye Yan, who was black-bellied with his mouth, and took a cold breath and said, "Ye Yan, what did you say?"

The chill in Ye Yan's black eyes faded away as if, and he pinched Le Youyou's bulging face with his left hand. Le Youyou's cheeks were immediately pressed down by Ye Yan. She snorted dissatisfiedly, "Ye Yan!"

"Shh--"

Ye Yan suddenly let out a hurried "shush", which made the guards she mistakenly think of returning and shut up quickly, but Ye Yan lifted her face slightly hard.

The red and tender lips kissed the thin and cold lips, which were as soft as cherries, were as if time was still. Even the guards returning to the scene did not disturb the two of them.

Le Youyou stared at Ye Yan, who was a little abnormal, and pushed him away with force, but she didn't want her to leave Ye Yan's hand and she slid down quickly. Ye Yan didn't have time to hold Le Youyou, but he didn't want to jump directly.

Le Youyou looked at the shadows getting closer and closer against the sun. Finally, she fell into her thick chest, and she fell on Ye Yan with her back safely and safely.

Although he didn't fall from a very high place, Ye Yan was scratched by the branches of the flowers. He couldn't help but frown. He looked at her in his arms worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Le Youyou lowered her head, and memories rushed towards her like a tide. The night when the river of time rushed her back quickly, Ye Yan didn't have to jump, and she felt the hand on her waist hugging her with extraordinary force. She bit her lower lip and raised her head choked, looking at Ye Yan with tears in her eyes.

Ye Yan saw Le Youyou's light ink-colored eyes, and he was stunned. He hurriedly stood up and hugged her, and asked hurriedly: "Did you get hurt somewhere? It hurts so much? You don't want to endure it, I'm by your side, tell me..."

She took a breath of air conditioning, regardless of whether the guards would turn around to catch the traitor, and rushed towards Ye Yan, like a little wolf, and threw Ye Yan into Ye Yan's earlobe.

Ye Yan's face turned red due to the numb biting of his ears and the breath that hit him without any worries. At this moment, he hadn't felt it for so many years, and he was at a loss and hugged Le Youyou.

Le Youyou held back the tears in his eyes and bit his earlobe lightly, "You just trust me so much, don't even come to save me!"

Ye Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard Le Youyou's words, and looked up at the sky, "Aren't you?"

Le Youyou's body stiffened and loosened Ye Yan's ears, "You are so cold and hot, so that I can't ruthless you at all!" Ye Yan rubbed her head tenderly, "You are my weakness, and anyone wants to use you to knock me down.

Last time, my negligence made the old man sacrifice for this. This time, if I don’t make a perfect solution, I will not let you come back to me and make indifferent sacrifices.”

Le Youyou gritted her teeth with tears in her eyes, quickly stood up and turned her back to Ye Yan, "I don't need your protection."

Ye Yan looked at her back and couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, "I know!"

Le Youyou sucked her nose, took a step forward and stopped and said, "I will prove it to you!" She walked out of the small courtyard of this courtyard without looking back, leaving the night flames in the flowers alone.

Ye Yan slowly stood up and looked at the empty small courtyard. His black eyes suddenly became deep. A budding tanus flower that was about to bloom like a deep abyss suddenly pinched it and snapped his fingers. Ye Mei suddenly appeared among the flowers, "I wonder what the prince has to give?"

Ye Yan looked at the fragments falling in his hand, "Go to protect her. If she is injured a little, you will come to see me with your head!" Ye Mei raised her head in shock and looked at the prince who appeared like a demon. She lowered her head in fear and agreed and disappeared quickly. Ye Yan looked at the room in the courtyard and whispered: "The Queen Mother..."

Le Youyou walked around and finally moved to the backyard of Wanfo Temple. She was not dressed and had green leaves stuck on her head. She was about to find someone to ask her where she lives?

As a result, she suddenly smelled the smell of fried tofu, and the aroma of burnt tofu spreads in the air. She followed the faint fragrance and found the kitchen of Wanfo Temple.

She saw a little monk trying hard to fry the tofu, but the tofu was not formed. It either scattered into tofu dregs or turned into small pieces and could not reach the table at all, but she saw that the tofu was not white.

The light yellow tofu exudes a fresh fragrance of soybeans. She held a piece of fried tofu in her bare hands and put it into her mouth. The burnt skin and tender tofu full of soybean aroma.

The two were crisp and tender, and they formed a subtle texture, which made her squint her eyes involuntarily. The smooth tender tofu was even better than the tender tofu she had made before. She couldn't help but ask the little monk, "Little monk, how did you make this tofu?"

The little monk looked at Le Youyou in disarray with distress, "Amitabha, don't look at it if you are not polite, don't listen if you are not polite..."

Le Youyou was shocked by the little monk's Zhongzhi and couldn't help but cough violently. The little monk hurriedly filled a bowl of water for her, and she drank it all the time, and there was a sweet sweetness in her mouth.

She hurried into the kitchen to look for soybeans. The little monk didn't know what she wanted to do and followed her in a hurry. "Female donor, what are you looking for?"

Le Youyou looked at a small bag of soybeans on the table. The particles were smaller in shape than the soybeans sold outside, but the color was indeed yellower than the soybeans sold outside, which also made her know why the little monk's tofu was so delicious.

Le Youyou turned around and looked at the little monk's bad smile. The little monk pulled the corner of his mouth in fear, took a few steps back, and asked calmly: "Female donor...what are you going to do?"

Le Youyou looked at the little monk's face that was scared by her and showed a blue smile, but the little monk was frightened by her previous smirk, and now he only felt that his smile was very scary, and his tongue was tied: "Female, girl, girl..."

Le Youyou looked at the little monk's face and quickly explained: "Little monk, don't be afraid. I'm not a monster. Don't eat it anymore. My name is Le Youyou. You can call me Youyou. I just want to do a business with you."

The little monk looked at Le Youyou's appearance and asked half-believingly: "Is it really just a business?"

Le Youyou nodded, but the corner of his mouth raised still held back the timid smile of the little monk, "I can teach you how to fry fragrant and crispy tender tofu, and I can also teach you how to make iron plate fried tender tofu! But..."

The little monk frowned, not believing the words of the female donor in front of him who was wearing gorgeous clothes and not touching the spring water. When Le Youyou saw the little monk's hesitation, he knew that he was doubting him.

She couldn't help but sigh, rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands, shoveled the tofu in the pot with one hand, and finally wiped the still-burning pot with a clean white cloth.

Then she poured the melted lard boiler with the purpose of letting the lard fill the pan. After that, she took off some of the firewood and turned off the bellows.

After a series of actions, the little monk believed that Le Youyou could cook. He couldn't help but look ahead and saw that the pot was about to be burned and there was a lot of white smoke. He quickly picked up a piece of tofu from the soaked tofu bucket, split it into two with a spatula and quickly put it into the pot, "Zhe—"

In an instant, white smoke rose everywhere, and the oil in the pot was beating around because of the water. The little monk heard such a harsh voice and hurriedly said, "Female donor, the tofu is about to burn!"

Le Youyou raised the spatula in his right hand and avoided the little monk who came to grab the spatula, "Don't be impatient!"

She covered the lid of the oil pan and added a little firewood. The little monk looked at Le Youyou's unusual fried tofu, and sighed in frustration: "Why do I believe you can make tofu?"

When Le Youyou heard the little monk's questioning, he held back the corner of his mouth and lifted the lid of the pot with one hand. A thick mist floated quickly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of tofu.

The little monk was attracted by the water mist that dissipated quickly. When he approached, he saw that the two pieces of tofu were safely in the pot. Le Youyou quickly shoveled the tofu with a spatula and quickly fryed it.

The tofu and oil in the pot cooperate with each other to make a "sizzling" sound. The little monk smelled the same burnt smell, but the tofu in the pot became stronger after Leyouyou flipped several times.

The last two pieces of light yellow tofu turned into two pieces of tofu like gold. In order to make these two pieces of tofu delicious, Leyouyou even used oyster sauce, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, salt, soup, and a spoonful of vegetable soup cooked with cabbage to mix into a sauce and poured it on the tofu in the pot, "Puchi--"

The salty sauce suddenly turned into a aroma and merged into the air. The little monk held back his saliva and licked his lower lip. Le Youyou put the completely fried tofu in a bowl, "Little monk, do you eat it?"

The little monk nodded, but the next moment he shook his head quickly. Le Youyou couldn't help but tilt his head, "It's so difficult that someone doesn't want to eat what I cook, so I'll take it out and feed the dog!"

The little monk watched Le Youyou walk out of the kitchen without looking back, and rushed out in a hurry, "Female donor, wait!" Le Youyou, who was facing away from the little monk, curled his lips slightly, "Oh? Little monk, is there anything wrong?"

"What are the business you are talking about? I dare not do evil, kill people, set fire, etc., etc. to break the precepts!"

The little monk seriously told the rules and precepts of Wanfo Temple one by one. Le Youyou frowned and hurriedly stopped, "Stop! The business I made with you is very simple.

If you send a bag of soybeans and a large bucket of water here to the station of Mr. Yunqing in Tiandu City, someone will naturally give Shanyuan. If you agree, I will teach you how to make delicious pan-fried tofu and tin plate pan-fried tofu, how about it?”

The little monk stared at Le Youyou who spoke meticulously, sighed: "Female donor, you are the good person you mentioned by the master! The benefits of such things are over..."

Le Youyou raised his eyebrows, and suddenly the little monk's call him "I wonder if I can agree to the big thing?" Le Youyou nodded, hurriedly took the tofu from Le Youyou's hand and put it into his mouth while it was hot, "Ah——"
Chapter completed!