Chapter 1905 - 1492: The Handsome Man’s Speckled Butt!

Mother-in-law level!

This is simply the greatest insult to her age!

Gu Changsheng is a woman, and no woman is unconcerned about her age!

Upgrading to a mother-in-law, isn’t that something that happens at thirty-odd or forty?

Is she that old? Is she? Is she?

Qi Wendu, this slimeball, really violated women’s taboo! So Gu Changsheng is mercilessly giving him a hard time!

"Ahhhh! Qi Wendu, it’s you! It’s you who almost killed me!" Yuan Bao, who had shifted his focus to cooking for his master and mistress, heard Gu Changsheng’s words and his lingering hatred was instantly ignited. His round and smooth body trembled, his strong shoulder swung, and he pointed the rice paddle at Qi Wendu, looking like he was ready to fight!

"Wait... misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding! Listen to me..." Qi Wendu retreated step by step under Yuan Bao’s pressure.

"Misunderstanding? Misunderstanding my foot! I said you’re no good, just a good-looking embroidered pillow! Turns out you’re not just an embroidered pillow, but one that fails at everything! You almost crushed me, you know? Hand over your life!"

In his rage, Yuan Bao was not going to listen to Qi Wendu’s explanation. Unhesitatingly, he swung the rice paddle at him.

The two guards of Qi Wendu initially wanted to help rescue their master, but when they thought of Gu Changsheng, they immediately backed down...

Master, it’s not that we don’t want to help you, it’s obvious Southern Emperor wants to teach you a lesson!

Your mouth really owes it!

"Southern Emperor, save me! Save me! Yuan Bao, Yuan Bao, stop hitting!"

"Ahhhh! Don’t hit the face! Don’t hit the face! I rely on my face for a living! Don’t hit the face!"

"I’m hitting that darn face of yours!"

The rice paddle swung toward Qi Wendu’s face...

Gu Changsheng was enjoying the spectacle with great satisfaction, while Diluo Han and the others lying on the ground were completely confused. The truth is, they were still coming to terms with the shock of learning Gu Changsheng’s identity!

But just as Yuan Bao was chasing Qi Wendu around the tower with the rice paddle, Zhou Mu helplessly glanced at Gu Changsheng enjoying the drama, raised his hand for a pretend cough, unwillingly reminded, "Changsheng, the food is going to burn!"

"Huh?" Gu Changsheng turned around confusedly and glanced at her evildoer.

"The food is going to burn!" Zhou Mu had no choice but to repeat the reminder.

The one stoking the fire and managing the pot being engaged in a fight, the fire under the stove is still blazing, how can the food not burn?

"Ah! The food is burning!" Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng finally wrinkled her little nose, realizing at last!

Qi Wendu, constantly pursued and pleading for help, immediately felt elated upon hearing this!

Godfather, finally some rescue!

The food burning, Yuan Bao’s weapon—a rice paddle, which was chasing him, was finally going to be taken away!

Even though Qi Wendu’s happiness was too obvious, so much that Diluo Han and others could empathize, they were powerless to help!

Amid Qi Wendu’s hopeful escape, Gu Changsheng finally spoke up, waving to Yuan Bao chasing him, picked up the nearby kitchen knife...

Kitchen knife!

Then...

Seriously said to Yuan Bao, "Well, Yuan Bao, the food is burning, let’s switch weapons, here’s the kitchen knife, quickly hand over the rice paddle!"

You can’t stir food with a kitchen knife, right?

That’s unscientific!

Thus, the rice paddle must be switched back!

"Ah! Oh my god, Southern Emperor is going to kill!"

Qi Wendu was nakedly frightened by the kitchen knife in Gu Changsheng’s hand!

It took him a while to react, and Gu Changsheng and Yuan Bao had already completed the major task of handing over the kitchen knife and rice paddle!

The bright kitchen knife, emanating a chilling glow behind him, Qi Wendu shouted in panic and fled even faster, using every last bit of strength!

"Nonsense!" Gu Changsheng, hearing Qi Wendu’s words, sternly reprimanded him immediately, "It’s clearly Yuan Bao chasing you, but you’re lying through your teeth, trying to splash dirt on me!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Wendu almost cried...

Regarding the destructiveness of the rice paddle and kitchen knife...

This...

There’s no comparison, okay?

He’s currently being pursued and in hot water, and you’re handing over a kitchen knife, what does this mean? What does it mean?

This is really going to cost one’s life!

The two subordinates of Qi Wendu watching their master embarrassingly flee were utterly ashamed, and ultimately dared not lend a hand to help!

Diluo Han and others looked at Qi Wendu, full of sympathy...

They realized, Southern Emperor Changsheng, indeed, as rumored, is an extraordinary being!

Even her practical jokes are so transcendent!

Diluo Han and others only had one word in their hearts, a capital admiration!

But the smell of burnt food grew stronger, and watching Gu Changsheng’s stance of watching the show, she was just short of waving the spoon in her hand to cheer. Clearly, she had no intention of saving the meal...

After some thought, Diluo Han exchanged a glance with the people around him and finally mustered up the courage to crawl up from the ground...

They finally understood that this Southern Emperor Changsheng had absolutely no sense of being the Southern Emperor and had probably forgotten that they were still kneeling there!

Walking up to Gu Changsheng, Diluo Han lowered his head, extended his hand cautiously, and spoke carefully, "Uh, Southern Emperor, could you give me the spoon?"

If she continued to hold onto the spoon without doing anything, the food would really get burnt!

"Huh? What do you want to do? Planning to chase after Qi Wendan too?" Gu Changsheng turned around immediately in response, asking with a face full of excitement.

Daring to insinuate her age, that Qi Wendan really needed a lesson!

"I... I just want to... stir the rice..." Qi Wendan was already having enough bad luck, Diluo Han thought it best not to get involved in the commotion, and said with a face flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh! You can stir rice! Why didn’t you say so earlier! Here!" Gu Changsheng handed over the spoon immediately upon hearing this.

Diluo Han took the spoon, his forehead covered in cold sweat...

What is it with the ability to stir rice, is it really that impressive?

It seems like it’s something an ordinary person could do!

Diluo Han sidestepped Qi Wendan, who hurriedly scurried away in panic, and rushed over to the stove. While walking, he also motioned to the two others beside him, "Quick, go find some scallions, see if you can use the scent of scallions to mask this burnt smell, otherwise, this pot of rice is really not edible!"

"Okay, okay!"

The three big men immediately busied themselves around the stove, while on the side, Shi Wujue was slowly tidying up the Blood Rabbit. Despite the bloody hands, it looked beautiful as a painting!

Gu Changsheng heard Diluo Han’s words, finally snapping out of watching the chase scene, glanced at Diluo Han, and said, "Wow, Diluo Han, you actually know quite a lot!"

Using the smell of scallions to mask the burnt rice smell, does that really work?

"Hehe, I once liked an Oiran, that Oiran loved to eat, and to win her favor, I..." Diluo Han was delighted to hear Gu Changsheng’s praise, but just as he was halfway through his sentence, he hit the brakes abruptly...

Oops!

Carelessly, he exposed his dark history!

If he hadn’t indulged in the world of flowers, he wouldn’t be this poor, right?

And now he’s been completely looked down upon by the Southern Emperor!

It’s truly a tearful tale!

Gu Changsheng glanced at Diluo Han with interest. Seeing that he didn’t continue speaking, she naturally didn’t say more either!

The matters on the stove were taken over by Diluo Han and two others who knew a bit about cooking, allowing Yuan Bao and Qi Wendan to finally have a proper scuffle!

Until the food was ready, and the two large Blood Rabbits were roasted to a crispy exterior and tender inside, dripping with oil, Gu Changsheng finally pressed pause and shouted for the meal to begin!

Qi Wendan, upon hearing Gu Changsheng declare mealtime, instantly felt tears stream down, oh god, who could know how embarrassed he was right now!

A spoon can’t harm a person, but a vegetable knife can!

Luckily, even if Yuan Bao was angry, he didn’t really intend to harm Diluo Han. Fortunately, he didn’t wave the vegetable knife at Qi Wendan’s beloved face, but Qi Wendan’s body was a sight to behold!

Slashed here and there, his clothes were in tatters, exposing a large patch of mottled butt...

A mottled butt!

Gu Changsheng only took one look and started giggling!

Seeing a handsome man in such a state was truly a visual shock!

But just as Gu Changsheng wanted to take another look, her face was turned away by a large hand!

Zhou Mu’s deep, subdued voice rang out, full of warning, "Aren’t you going to eat?"

"Cough cough... Alright! Let’s eat! Let’s eat!" She replied perfunctorily, but her eyes were still sneaking glances at Qi Wendan’s exposed mottled butt...

Oh my god, looking too much will make my eyes true!

It’s really quite something!

Finally, she could let go of her frustration!

"Go get changed already! It’s an eyesore!" Zhou Mu turned around, glaring at Qi Wendan. His voice carried authority without anger, making anyone hearing it shiver uncontrollably.

Qi Wendan practically rolled and crawled over to his two guards to change clothes!

Oh god, he actually got scolded by His Royal Highness Crown Prince Mu!

His Royal Highness Crown Prince Mu!

The legendary undefeated War God, Crown Prince Mu, who is rarely moved and unfathomable, actually scolded him!

Could Qi Wendan say that he didn’t feel honored at all?

He was scared!

His heart was still beating irregularly, scary enough to kill someone!

After changing clothes, the sorted-out Qi Wendan reluctantly moved over to the stove, and upon meeting Zhou Mu’s sharp gaze, Qi Wendan was speechless, tears flowing, could you please stop looking at him with such killer eyes?

Isn’t the reason he’s an eyesore because of your woman’s handiwork?